Between Me, You And Them

THE DISASTER BEGAN

ELISE

I sat down weak.

My legs feel numb. I sat on the cold floor of my own bathroom.

With 8 tests that fell out of my hands.

My brain is frozen. I can't think what else. What can I do to prove this all wrong?

I've bought 8 new tests, after I tried the first one. And damn, the result remains the same.

2 The lines that appear are not wrong, not product fault. Other tests also show the same line.

I don't even have to wait long for the results. All of them took out two lines in a matter of minutes.

Whatisthis?

What the hell's going on?

Was I pregnant?

Didn't it?

Tears came out of the end of my eyes. I hugged my own feet. I feel cold and scared.

I took my HP that I put on the sink. I need to call Sharma! This must be all wrong!

But when it sounded the dial tone the first time, I hurriedly turned it off. I was again scared and confused.

No! Not yet when I tell anyone. This could be Elsi's fault! This must be wrong!

I got up from my seat and immediately went to the bed and opened my laptop that I was staying on.

I tried to search the internet, whether it could be that the tests were wrong.more so in all the tests I tried.

The answer is not what I expected. Some say if it has been tried in some tests the results are still the same, it is likely that it is indeed the results.

But there is also 1 comment that says that it is more accurate if checked by an obstetrician.

I messed up my hair.

Yaaaa Tuhaaan! What else is this trial?!!!! Do I have to recover first from a problem that has passed?

I cried with tears while covering my face with my hands, I don't want mama or Elmi or anyone else to hear her.

If it's true that I'm pregnant, it means that this child is......

I can't think of it any further. I really can't afford it.

Given all the cold relationship that's going on between me and bang Nanda.

Not Elsi! You can't be like this!

I have to make sure this is wrong! Got to!

I went back to my laptop screen and looked for an obstetrician who was around safe for me to go to.

Aye! I have to make sure I go to the doctor myself. Could it be that in my case all the tests were wrong? Coulda.... What is impossible in this world?

I found a clinic a little far away from here and I thought I wouldn't meet anyone there.

Permission business, I can reason that I have a job to do there. Mama definitely wouldn't ask much if this was about my school affairs.

At school tomorrow, I stopped by a gas station before I continued on a long road.

I changed all my school clothes so no one would know I was a schoolboy.

When I got to the clinic, my legs would stop at nothing to shake. My whole fingertip is cold. I'm nervous amazing.

Sometimes I wear a hat and mask that I use. I don't want to meet or know anyone here. It could be his fatal affair.

Fortunately, the clinic is pretty quiet. And there's his afternoon practice hours. Because in other clinics, it's only there at night.

My name suddenly sounded from the speaker. It was about time I went into the doctor's office.

I kept quiet for a long time in my seat. I hesitated to go inside. My guts suddenly shriveled by themselves.

I stood up and took a deep breath. And walked confidently into his room.

It's just my feeling, or this room is so cold. Incredibly cold. I put my hands together to embrace my own body.

In front of me were two people, one was standing, and one was a middle-aged man was sitting in a white suit.

I just stayed at the door.

"Come here. Please lie down and take off the mask and the hat." Said the doctor and the female nurse helping me to lay on the examination bed.

I took a deep breath to get rid of all my excruciating nervousness.

"Elsi liya's sister huh? She's 16, right?" He said while staring at his laptop screen. Like all the data I submitted when I signed up yesterday was there.

I just nodded without speaking a single word.

"Excuse me for a minute." The nurse lifted my shirt and slipped a piece of tissue in my pants. He also spilled a gel-like liquid over my lower abdomen. It's cold.

"When was her last period deck?" The doctor asked me.

"Ep... I don't remember doc." I answered him doubtfully. Because I don't remember.

"Wow, wasn't it recorded?"

I shook my head slowly. "Never doc..."

"During this time his period is smooth, right? Is it often late like it is now?"

"Never late docks. Just this time. Usually just fine, no problem."

"I'm just going to the point, right? When was the last time you had a husband and wife relationship?"

I was caught hearing his question. I didn't think I'd be asked a question like this. What do I have to answer? Should I be honest?

"Jawab is honest. No papa. I have to answer honestly." He said as if he could read my mind about to lie.

I tried to recall when I slept with Nanda that night. I rolled my eyeballs.

"Like it. 4 months ago.... It's doc...." Answer me very slowly and softly. It's barely even audible.

"OKAY. Excuse me, I'm USG first." He put that ultrasound device in my stomach. Turn it right and left, up and down. Up here my heart is already very ungodly.

He was seriously staring at his USG screen. While continuing to twist the lever in my stomach.

"Do you know this?"

I bit the tip of my nail.

"But I think you already know. That's why you're here to make sure, right?" He asked again. I just kept quiet waiting for his explanation.

"Sad... Adek is pregnant. Her fetus is 17 weeks old. Which means it's been about 4 months."

I'm speechless. My lips shook and I held my cold fingertips.

Whatisthis?

"Wanna see? This baby grandpa, his already perfect body shape. That's his feet and hands."

He showed me the screen he saw on the small screen moving to the big screen in front of me.

My heart instantly collapsed, looking at that black-and-white screen. And saw that white shadow that he called my baby.

I'm dizzy and sweat cold. I can't say anything.

Until I'm done and out of the clinic, I still don't understand what's going on.

My mind is so empty. I don't know what else to do.

What are you going to argue with now Elsi?

The test was never wrong.

The wrong is you who refuse to accept the fact if you are pregnant.

CONCEIVING A CHILD DESNANDA.