Chased by the Love of the Police

Responsibilities

Mama Gista comes to visit Gista's apartment. Gista's mobile phone has been contacted but no response has been given. Mama Gista decided to just go inside her child's apartment and wait inside.

Mama Gista used to visit her son's apartment. However, usually he will tell Gista so that Gista empties his schedule and freely accompany his mother. Mama Gista is currently living out of town because she is accompanying Papa Gista who is taking care of business.

Once into his son's apartment, Mama Gista was shocked by the condition of the apartment like a broken ship. Very messy on all sides. Mama Gista decided to clean it up. While trying to get rid of all the trash, Mama Gista saw something in the trash. He picked it up and fell silent in disbelief.

Gista went back to his apartment, he saw there was his mother's footwear so it was certain his mother was inside.

"Hello mam." Sapa Gista while peeping her mother's cheek.

Mama Gista's face was very serious and did not carve a smile at all when her son came and greeted her.

"Why mam? Messy up, huh? Sorry mam, lately Gista is not feeling well so not clean the apartment." Gista.

"Gista, what is this?" Mama Gista said seriously. He showed the testpack he found in the trash bin when he was about to dispose of the garbage. Gista surprise.

During this time, mom and dad Gista did not know how his son behaved outside. During this time Gista always showed that he was a good child and easily organized and independent. By showing this side he can freely get permission to live alone without having to be restrained by both parents. Both her parents thought that Gista was a girl who could take care of her. Proven all this time even though he worked as a model, his papa mama never found any problems made because of the work of Gista.

"Eemmhh that's eemhh.. Gista can clear ma. Dengerin Gista first." Gista replied stuttering because he had not received an answer from his mother's sudden question.

"Jawab, who's pregnant with you? WHO'S GISTA?" mama Gista wrathful.

"That's emmmhhh..." Gista was confused to answer. If he was honest that the father of the baby was the same age as his mother, Gista's mother would be even more angry. He can't be honest that the father of this baby is Om Faisal. Although Om Faisal already knew and will be responsible, Gista still did not think will be married by a man who is very old.

"ANSWER GISTA!!" Jerky mom Gista.

"Yoga Ma, I i Yes Yoga the father of this baby. We're getting married, we're getting married." Gista replied lying.

Mama Gista couldn't hold back her emotions. He immediately called Mama Yoga and immediately came to his house. The confused Gista is forced to follow her emotional mother to the house of Yoga parents.

***

"Why is his face so bent?" Ask her lover.

"I'm upset, baby. I have many job applications that I have inputted but there has been no reply. The one yesterday in Bandung also failed during the interview stage."

"Patience is good, brother. Don't be sad just yet. I'm sure you can succeed later."

"But I'm so embarrassed, baby. Junior who just went through it already got a work call everywhere."

"Emhhh, take the positivity, brother. Maybe brother can't be far from Ika." Said Ika seduce her boyfriend so as not to be sad.

"So gini it feels seduced well. So the mood again." Eric smiled at Ika's appeal.

"That's it, big smile."

"Did I open a business, baby?"

"What kind of business do you want? Passion brother in what field?"

"Motor, automotive."

"Open the workshop, brother. Yeah but the capital must be big brother." Ika.

"Yes really, too. Buy equipment for the workshop must be very expensive, not rent the place, pay the employees. I have savings, but not enough."

"Try I can help, but I also don't have that much money for sure brother." Ika.

"Eeh, I don't expect any money help, baby. I have to do my own thing. Anyway I will not give up the nyari work and later can mourn to make my own workshop."

"The spirit, brother. May your dream come true."

"You're planning after graduation, how? So you want an S2?"

"Yes definitely want sis continued S2. But it will mengumpulin his S2 college capital first. Yes, you don't want to have to work first, so don't take care of your parents."

"May all your wishes be achieved. You're a great girl, I'm sure all you can achieve."

"Thank you, brother." Ika blushed.

"Either. Oiya, what's Mela's condition?"

"Good brother. So far if he is really upset must be related to Ika or Anya. We can't make him sad alone. When was the day she got drunk because she was so sad."

"Huh? Mela's drunk?" Eric surprised.

"Yes, drunk and alone. Danger is not. Fortunately there was his cousin Anya who saw Mela, so Mela could go home in one piece without missing one."

"Waah was reckless as well as Mela."

"Yes it must be because he's heartbroken. Moreover, their relationship is very serious, it is suitable as well. It must be hard for Mela to open her heart again." Eric nodded at Ika's explanation.

"Hmmm, like you lost me, you're also like Mela?"

"Yes depends. If you lose it because you cheated on me, why Ika galauin."

"I can't possibly cheat on you, baby. It's so hard."

"Yes, I don't know, I hope my sister isn't boredan. No kidding around with me."

"I'm not kidding with you, my dear. I seriously. Try me to work, be independent and settle down. I must have applied for you right now."

I was blushing to hear it.

"I don't want to get married first. Work to make your parents happy." Said Ika pretentious selling expensive, but his heart is very happy if indeed Eric really serious to him.

"Well, I don't know if it's marriage and work."

"Let's see later. Anyway Ika have to pass first so there is no burden if married."

"When do you take the script, baby?"

"Front semester. But I made a proposal, brother. If accepted, you can directly hear the proposal. Next semester direct gas pol research aja."

"Passionate darling. I support you. If you need help, don't hesitate to tell me. I also want to be a useful boyfriend."

"Either. I'm happy if you're happy." Said Eric smiling which was replied with a smile also by Ika.

***

Mama Gista immediately knocked on the door of Yoga's parents house. His face seemed to be holding back emotions. Door opens.

"Loh jeng, very close already arrived. Come on, please come in."

Mama Gista entered without the slightest expression of a smile. Gista followed behind him.

"What do you want to drink?"

"Don't bother. So gini ya jeng, my arrival here wants to hold me accountable. My son Gista, pregnant. And he said that the father of the baby is Yoga." Obviously Mama Gista without a stale base. At a time like this, it is no longer important to beat around the bush. For him, family honor is the main thing. He would be very embarrassed if all of his extended family knew Gista was pregnant out of wedlock and did not get accountability.

"WHAT? Let me call Yoga first, I told you to come here."

Not long ago Yoga came because he was shocked to hear what his mother told him. He never thought that the cunning woman could make a fake story in front of her parents.

Yoga soon enters the house and meets his mother, Gista and Mama Gista.

"Son Yoga, I hold you accountable. As a man you should dare to take responsibility by marrying my son whom you already hamili." Mama Gista on Yoga. Yoga stared at Gista growled. Gista just lowered his head and clung to his mother.

"Sorry aunt, but I never touched my aunt. If Gista is pregnant, it means the child of another man." Yoga tries to calm down. Mama Gista was surprised to hear Yoga's answer. He looked towards Gista who was next to him. Gista was confused and eventually pretended to cry.

"Your work, Yoga. After what you did, you say this now. I'm disappointed in you. Let me take care of this kid myself without his father." Gista said while crying. Yoga is getting worse. He wants to be angry but still keep remembering there is his mother there. He did not want to embarrass his family.

"I don't want to know, you have to marry my son!" Firm mama Gista.

"Sorry aunt. But I really didn't do anything to Gista. What needs to be proven by DNA testing? I can sue for lying if this isn't true." Balas Yoga.

Gista was a little afraid of the threat of Yoga. But it's already a responsibility. He could not change all his words and have the effect of embarrassing his own family.

"Until your heart doesn't recognize your own flesh and blood until it has to ask for a DNA test. You think I'm the kind of woman who would do that with a lot of men. I did all the same to you because you said we were getting married. I've given up my chastity." The cry of Gista grew louder. Her mother hugged her with her eyes fixedly staring at Yoga.

"Married Gista, Yoga!" Mom yoga's.

"Ma, I can't do that. I never even touched her, why should I be in charge." Yoga protests against her mother.

"Son, Gista told me that you did it yourself. If you're afraid mama and papa are angry because you did it, okay, mama and papa won't be angry. As long as you marry Gista. He has his pride, too, son. Don't run from responsibility."

"I'll take responsibility if I really do, Ma. But the fact is, I've never done anything to this woman. If you insist on asking me and Gista to get married. Give me time until the fetus is shrunk he can do a DNA test. If it proves that the baby is my son, that very second I will marry him soon."

"Then you let him endure all this alone?" Ask mama Gista not accept.

"Sorry aunt. I can't marry Gista without any evidence to suggest I'm the real father of the baby Gista conceived. Excuse me." Yoga is over. He does not want emotions to overflow in the house. He got out of the house and rushed to his car. His mind was confused, but he had to remain calm.

"Gue has to find out who the baby's real father is, before I get to be the victim of marriage with the witch." Batin Yoga.

Meanwhile at the Yoga parents' house, Mama Gista did not accept the humiliation she received.

"May your child run away from responsibility. I don't accept all this. I regret ever matching Gista with Yoga. I make sure your family can't live quietly!" Mama Gista took her son and immediately left the house.

Mama Yoga is sitting down. His mind was confused, He did not believe his favorite son could impregnate women out of wedlock and did not want to be responsible. She immediately grabbed her cell phone and contacted her husband who was out of town. She explained everything, her husband was furious to hear the story. Not staying silent, Papa Yoga immediately booked a plane ticket home to talk about this all. He did not want this news to spread and embarrassed the good name of his family which would later affect his business.

***

Anya was sitting on the porch of her house. He heard a car coming into the parking lot. It turns out Sonya's sister just got home. He immediately remembered Mela's suggestion to ask the figure in the photo who was with Gista.

She ran to her sister's room.

"Yetakaakaakkkkk.." Say Anya spoiled while going into her brother's room and lay down on the bed.

Sonya who just entered is still busy putting her luggage ranging from bags, laptops and glasses.

"Why?" Sonya asked while taking a cotton swab and facial cleansing liquid, then cleaning the rest of the makeup on her face. He approached Anya and sat down beside her.

Anya who had been lying down immediately sat down.

"It wants something, but you don't have to tell your mom. Okay?"

"What was it first? If it's weird, I'll report in dong."

"Iiihhh don't dong brother. Then Anya wouldn't be it." Anya put on a sullen face and was about to get out of bed.

"Eeehh. Yes, my sister leaked to my mom. Just don't make it weird, huh." Said Sonya while pulling her sister's hand until she sat back down.

"When it leaks, I'll take it to brother."

"Well, how are you?" Sonya Temptation.

"Emmmhh, don't want to come to sister's wedding. Weeekkk."

"Eeehh, don't dong."

"That's why I promised you."

"Yes promise."

Anya pulled the phone out of her pocket. He opened a gallery and sorted out a photo that was clear enough for him.

"Sister, Anya felt like she knew who this was. But I don't want ya. I'm not a stranger to Anya. Do you know who this guy is?"

Sonya focused on the photo of the woman in it.

"Who is this girl?"

"Sister, Anya's story later. Answer me first you know not the same people."

Sonya zoomed in on the picture so that the face of the man she wanted to know was clearer in her eyes.

"It's a..."