Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Don't Call Me Beautiful...!
Chapter 22 Lines 2



'Forgive me, father, mother.! sorry's'


My body is shaking violently, my tears are flowing incessantly, before everyone goes home I have to win myself over, I have to pretend nothing happened to me, I don't want them to suspect me.


Last night I could not close my eyes at all, the shadow of the incident always haunts me every time I close my eyes, I was really confused what to do, he said, I'm afraid something will happen to me...


'Lord I beg you not to blow the soul in my stomach, please do not let my sin be seen by everyone, I beg God'


I woke up at the dawn of the Adhan to reverberate, I felt that these eyes were reluctant to open now, it felt like I had just dissolved in a dream, now I had to wake up again, with swollen eyes, I felt like I had to open, because of crying and lack of sleep...


I immediately ran this dirty body into the bathroom and flushed it with cold water, this cold water felt piercing in the pores of my skin, it was piercing to the bone, it was cold really cold.


Immediately I took ablution and fulfilled my duty, then I prayed to God, and asked forgiveness for all the sins I had committed..


As usual I help clean the house, while the mother cooks in the kitchen, father and brother Rama are also busy with their respective activities.


''Lovely you went to school sister interra, happened to be brother through your school"


"yes, sister" I replied slowly


Ting.a flat object in my pocket reads..


"That I'm taking to your house"


"Don't Rif, today Brother Rama wants to deliver me, I don't feel good to refuse."


"are you still angry with me?"


"No, not because of that"


"don't be mad at me anymore..! i'm sorry!"


"yes, I'm sorry about everything"


"Thank you, I love you, see you at school"


'I can't stay mad at you Rif for long, it only takes a few minutes for me to forgive you, whatever your faults I always forgive'


In front of the school gate someone was waiting for me, he was leaning against a fence, his left hand was put into his pants pocket and his right hand was busy playing a cell phone.


Brother Rama dropped me right in front of Arief.


"thank you brother!"


Brother Rama just nodded, and left me.


"Let's go in..!"


Arief grabbed my wrist and immediately took me to the class on the 3rd floor, climbing the stairs.


it looks like the children passed by from the 1st and 3rd grade. It is still early morning not all children come partly still on the way.


"Are you okay? your eyes are swollen, surely you cry constantly?


I'm sorry yes! sorry!"


Arief looked at me deeply, looking deep regret in his eyes.


"yes, I forgive you"


He smiled at me, my heart pounding more and more at his smile...


As the days went by, Arief's treatment of me improved, he treated me like a princess, whatever I wanted him to give me, whatever he would do for me.


***


It's been more than 1 month of that incident, I still haven't got a guest who should come in every month..


How I'm afraid of this, lest something happen to me, lest something I'm afraid of happen...


Arief invited me to eat meatballs after school, this is my chance to tell him, about everything I was worried about..


"Why is the meatball just looking at it, then,?"


"Rif, I want to talk to you,"


"I haven't had it this month, it should have been two weeks ago, but not yet"


Arief seemed surprised to hear my words, he did not seem to understand what I meant, I was confused to explain it, I was embarrassed.


"you mean what? I don't get it"


"this" I pointed at my stomach.


"what?" Arief finally understood what I meant.


The next day on holiday, he invited me to go outside the area, which was a little far from our neighborhood, what other reason if to avoid suspicion of people against us.


He told someone to buy a device that could detect my current situation, it was very unlikely that if we bought it ourselves, it would be very embarrassing, since we were still students..


We buy several tools in various types, the purpose of which is to make it easier to detect their accuracy..


.


I entered the toilet in one of the malls there, meticulously I put the tool into my urine one by one and slowly clearly visible 2 lines appeared in all the tools..


deg....


As my body sagged downwards, my tears incessantly flowed, my hands trembled and my legs suddenly went limp..


I don't know what to do right now I'm confused..


"Arief there are 2 lines that appear"


"What's? that means you?"


I nodded and cried in front of him...


"How about this, if anyone finds out, I can get kicked out of school"


"I'm sorry I'm beautiful, it's all my fault. I'll marry you as soon as possible.School business we can think of later, the important thing is now that I have to take responsibility for you and our baby.." she clasped my hand tightly.


"I'm confused Rif, a few months away from the national exam, how is this? I don't want to disappoint my parents Rif."


Arief wiped my tears, he promised he would take responsibility, but our school how.


"Next week my parents will be here, AU will explain to them about this, and after that, I'll explain to your parents myself.."


I don't answer a single thing, I don't really know what I'm going to do with all this, it's all my stupidity, why I've made this fatal mistake, it's my fault...


People were whispering to each other, seeing me crying on the table at a fast food restaurant in the mall, luckily he was among them no one knew us, no one knew us, if there is this it will be very bad..


"Neng Why cry?"


ask a middle-aged mother who is next to the table where we are sitting.


"I'm fine Mom, my eyes are just dusting" I replied as I rubbed my eyes...


Then the mothers looked at Arief and said..


"Kasep, don't hurt her beautiful Eneng.."


Why does he know my name..


"no, Mom I can't hurt her, do you know her?, why do you know her name is beautiful?"


Mother looked confused..


"I don't know her, oh her name is beautiful, just like you're a pretty girl.."


I wonder if these eyes are minus, why she says I'm beautiful...


the mother asked permission to sit at our table, and said...


"this mom is a midwife, sorry I stole what you're talking about, sorry I just wanted to help..."


"What do you mean by mother?"