Dahlia Thick

Part 12's

Part 12's

When I remember you, beetle ******. My instincts were slightly moved, to know what the fate of the person who had scratched the wound on me was like. Keep him okay, or he's gone to kenenraka.

Ai My eyes are powerless, as this heart judges me. I didn't give him room to breathe a little. Maybe just the time I asked him, to be able to say “IY” approve the agreement I submitted to him. It's just that I just realized that this choice of mine could hurt her. Can I just peek at my mass with him,” not much God. Plis I beg you!”my heart said as I looked at the sky the sky contracted a dull white color.

I was once in a time when I was happy with him. Maybe I'm wrong I can't keep my honor when I'm drunk on love with her, or he who is looking for various gaps to be able to enter my body and finally immerse the seeds of romance that is now beating hard his ghost in my heart.

“I ko kaya want to go to the market.” I'm talking to myself.

Tnpa a little long, with legs that have begun to be heavy moved I went to the market myself. In between their working time. I ventured to go out.

“What's yach? Eleft or angkot? Elef aja dech, let her sit a bit selonjoran not not kayak kayak diangkot!” Still talking to myself.

Soon after, the car I was waiting for came. Even coming together.

“Terminal Bekasi,,,terminal,,,terminallllll” Shout loud driver sir.

Without thinking I got into that car. No AC and no Music.

“Where is mbak?”Ask the driver

“Market sir!”Answer me

Very happy in this world. Because I've been in that stuffy room for 3 months. Riki's ban on me regarding the way out because people are worried that they will be suspicious of asking my stomach which is more and more dangerous and I am without a partner.

I hope in my heart I don't meet people I know. A little see Bekasi City which is dominated by hot factories. Before heading to the Cibitung market, there is a Cibitung ataman that I have to pass first. Damn, the car was there for a long time.

Open up again about my past image. This is the place I always visit. On our work holiday. Angga and I sat in a seat protected by a large mahogany tree.

“Definitely the anginya sepoy” I said in my heart

Occasionally the baby boy showed his elbows to the surface of my stomach. Not long along with two spoiled kicks.

“Before again dear nyampe ko”

Ckekes....ckekes……! The sound of the old car was ringing. The sign of the driver will move from that place.

I don't think the same driver. I'm on my way to that place, about five minutes. Now it is used even. So I have to wait another five minutes to reach my destination. Before leaving, I want to see the park again. Maybe Angga was tired waiting for me. I wish I'd come back in his life.

“Hah...it Angga...”.My whispering voice still had emphasis.

“It turns out right that's Angga, same who's yach. Ough there's Yuda and his girlfriend. Lho ko Angga is also the same girl?” my heart asked.

Unfortunately, the car I was riding in got out of that place. So I saw they were still faint due to the distance that was a bit far away.

But I'm sure it's Angga. Even the baby responded with a kick.

While shopping in that market. I even thought the same thing happened. Inexhaustible why Angga even fix his heart with others. Notya thought to fix themselves for all the confusion of his vessel.

“I promise in my heart, you will get the balasanya. Would not have calmed my life if I had not found yourself in a shabby state enjoying the pain of life.”Still with my heart I said the word.

“Astagfirullahaladim. Keep me away from revenge!” with guilt I want to skip what I said earlier. I'm sorry God I don't want this grudge haunting life.

Not long ago. I've reached the road to my contract close to Mega's contract. I walked as usual, no different from my path at other times. Suddenly there was the sound of mother's voice screaming.

“Mbak...buy....mbak…!

“I bu....?”Ask a little astonishment.

“That skirt has its blood....!”Mother's voice completes her sentence.

I was shocked, trying to touch the back of my skirt with some fingers in the right hand. I touched it, because there's a part that's a little wet. I took the liquid right in front of my nose. I looked a little and kissed. It turned out that this was the liquid smell of blood fishy. My heart trembled a little. Fear and shame accompanied by fearlessness to the will of my new neighbors. My head is a little faint, wanting to faint but how? It's in a crowded alley. Want to survive the eyes already fireflies not kaluan. Not to mention the many groceries in hand. With swiftness mother mother caught my limp body.

“What ga ga?” ask the mother.

“Bu please call this number!” I said to a mother I don't know at all.

“Where to stay?”

“In bu”, I replied by pointing my index finger in the direction of the pink mini building.

“Well mother anter yach!”

I nodded helplessly. He took me to my contract with a little drag. I can't stand the shock. Want to get contracted soon. In addition to carrying my rather heavy body, his left hand was carrying a red crackle bag filled with groceries. The 20-meter journey is no doubt like the Bekasi-Bandung bus journey that is so long.

“Halo...Mel..Mel...you why!” Riki's voice was shocked.

I called him but did not make a sound because the msih with my little hope who wants to go to the room immediately.

I gave the keys to mommy's mother and she chased her open the door.

“We get to mbak...hold yach?”said the mother while tidying up some of the smell pillows of Riki jigongya on the surface of the Mattress.

“I am not strong bu....not strong.....duhh......!”.I said with a grimace.

The sound of the baby's surface. I gave birth in my room to an unknown mother. Some cloths and clothes bear silent witness to the birth of new life. Because you don't know what to wipe the blood splattered in the room with? At once the mother with her initiative, looking for my clothes and seprey.

30 Minutes later, Riki is dating Mega and Sofi. Sofi is a friend of Riki High School who works at the maternity clinic in the northern Cikarang area. My pale face that they watered, whereas in the corner of the room there was a little angel who was dancing a little dance without singing.

When Sofi felt shocked, she directly pressed my stomach.

“Breath resistance....pull...hold out........!”.