Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 23 Married Run

"What do you mean by mother?"

I was confused by the mother, we didn't know her at all but she said she would help us...

"well, you're still in school, right? and you're positive now, and you must be confused about how you deal with all this, right?" he said as he played his hand pointing towards me and Arief..

"what do you mean mother? don't convolve!" Arief said to the mother in a high tone..

"So like this, earlier introduce first, my name is Wati's mother, I am a midwife, double as a person who can eliminate something in your stomach now neng..!"

The eyes of Arief and I looked at each other, I saw a look of dislike in Arief's eyes, as he stood up from his seat and pounded the table...

"What do you mean? do you want us to abort this baby huh? don't hope.."

He led my hand tightly and took me away from the mother, and paid for the food we had not eaten in the least.

He took me to a private restaurant, so we could talk freely without anyone eavesdropping on our conversation..

" Let's not let what you were talking about happen, even if we don't want him to be there right now, but he's innocent, he's our son, he's our son, do we kill our own flesh and blood"

It crossed my mind about what I was talking about, but Arief was right, I wouldn't have the heart to do that..

"Do we have to defend him?" I pointed at my own stomach.

"yes, you want to defend it for me?, our deeds are a great sin, are we going to add more to our sins by eliminating this baby, he is innocent of which"

"You're right Rif,"

Yes Arief is right, this child is innocent, he knows nothing, we are wrong not him, he is not sinful at all.

"We need to see a doctor to check on you right now"

"Ta but.don't now Rif, later, I'm afraid"

"Alright, but from now on you take good care of him..." She smiled as she gently stroked my stomach..

If we were a normal, mature couple, I would probably be the happiest woman in the world, having the best of partners and Arief's care.

But we are a couple who should not be in the current condition, we do not deserve to be parents, and do not even deserve to change our status from single to married. Arief was 18 years younger than him...

Arief has always convinced me to keep this baby, he's also sure he'll be responsible.

He was willing to lose it all for me and for our son.

Likewise with me, I will also surrender to what will happen later, if I have to be removed from school, I am ready. or if my parents are angry and throw me out of the house, I will also try to accept it even though it might be very painful for me.

Maybe even everyone will gossip me with their harsh words I am also ready, I am used to being scorned, I will try to be strong, the important thing is Arief is beside me to accompany me, and strengthen me as always.

But what about his family, if they will be able to accept me, what else Arief seems to come from a family that is, unlike my usual family.

It always got in my head, but Arief always reassured me that if his family couldn't accept me, he would take me away..

" Which, if our family doesn't let us be together, you're with me!"

"You mean?"

"What?" I was surprised by Arief.

lightly he said like that, what is this soap opera..

But again and again he convinced me that he was serious about everything, he wasn't kidding, it was just a solution if something bad happened to us.

Arief is indeed a responsible man, even he started saving for the birth of our child later, he filled my account, a special account save the money he gave, with a large amount of money, he said, for school child size.

I don't know where the money came from, maybe his parents were really very rich people...

"Rif , why so much? later on your parents get angry, you spend this much money"

"It's not money from my parents, it's my own money" he said.

"huh, where did you get this much money? don't tell me you...." I haven't finished saying it yet, she interrupted me..

" It's my personal money, I work, and my work is lawful. You don't have much to think about, the most important thing is that right now you and he's fine..."

As usual, I always obeyed Arief's orders, whatever he said I did, whatever he said I believed him.

" Rif, I trust you, whatever you say I believe, including when you promise not to leave me.."

"Whatever the reason, I'll never leave you who, I love you so much, any more among us is already him"

" I love you too"

I love her so much, I can't afford to be away from her, what else with this baby I'm so dependent on Arief...

One week passed, it's time Arief would say all this to his parents, no matter what response he would get from his parents, I don't know.

The plan, After getting word from Arief, I will also tell my parents the truth, even Arief will face my parents directly.

Actually Arief invites me to meet his parents, but my guts are so cute to do it, let it be later, I meet them, after getting word from Arief...

Last night I couldn't close my eyes, my mind was so messed up, wondering what happened when Arief told his parents everything..

I really wanted to call Arief or just give a short message to him, but unfortunately the active period of my card is running out and is in the grace period.

So screwed up my mind, I forgot to fill the pulse.

Arief hasn't called me yet, he last sent a message this afternoon..

"Pray me who...!"

Surely the message from Arief I reply but because of his active period runs out so a reply message from me is not sent..

'Surely I will always pray for you Rif'.

The rain was pouring down on the earth, the air was getting colder, I wrapped my body in a thick blanket, hoping to warm my body and make me sleep, she said, but until the clock shows at 02:00

in the early hours, I still couldn't fall asleep.

I don't know what time I can sleep, when the morning Adhan reverberates My eyes are still very heavy to open.