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"Want to see you. Bring breakfast. Right, it's already this hour you don't buy anything for morning ammunition. I see night pu you don't eat just drink milk. You're a baby with no baby?" baihaqi said a little fiercely.

Baihaqi only wanted to care about all of Baihaqi's attention and affection for Rara.

Rara lowered her head slowly. All of Baihaqi's words were indeed precise and true. But, not Rara not saynag on the baby, because there are other reasons that make Rara not eat often. If it troubles Dyah continuously, it is also impossible. Dyah also takes a lot of time to take care of Cantika and her husband.

"Mas knows. My condition is like this now. My stomach is getting bigger and bigger as the baby grows in my stomach" said Rara slowly.

" then? You shy?" ask Baihaqi slowly.

Rara stared intently at Baihqi.

"Of course I'm embarrassed!! Why should I ask that? Look my stomach is big, and I have to cover it with great difficulty" Rara said.

"Propsy. Allah will cover your disgrace, if you will repent, Ra," said Baihaqi.

"What do you mean, Mum?" rara asked confusedly.

"Why should you worry about what other people say even they can't help you when you're down like this. They are looking for a mistake you made. So what do you care about? They may have made more mistakes, just that you close your eyes and never forget about their problems" Baihaqi explained.

"But?" rara lirih said and looked doubtful. Rara does not want to care about other people's affairs, but honestly Rara is too sensitive especially Rara has one fatal mistake. It was as if the whole world was laughing at him.

"No need for a word but!! There's only one word I can!! That's your life spirit. Think of yourself and the child you will give birth to. I'm ready to accept you as you are, Ra. Accepting your son as my own and I will never be different" Baihaqi said steadily.

Baihaqi's determination becomes more and more unanimous to marry Rara later after Rara gives birth. The rest of the time that there was before Rara gave birth will be used to get to know each other and prepare to sail the household ark. Better yet, if Rara is willing to learn religion and start her life with a new leaf and all from scratch.

"Is that sure you are, my friend? I haven't answered want to or not? I'm not even thinking about that" Rara said slowly. His appetite just disappeared until the plate was just put by Rara.

"spent. Your son is still hungry" Baihaqi told Rara.

Rara shook her head slowly.

"I have no appetite. Want to drink milk only," said Rara slowly while standing up with difficulty. His body is slightly filled with an enlarged stomach makes Rara more difficult to move.

"Let me make it" said Baihaqi slowly and quickly stood up and took a glass from the kitchen and poured some special powder of pregnant women into the glass.

baihaqi filled the glass with hot water from inside the dispenser. Then stir it to the ground.

"Drink," said Rara slowly.

"Thank you, Mas Bai," said Rara slowly.

Baihaqi nodded slowly. His eyes were wide, looking at the pile of clothes on the mattress and suitcase that had not been neatly arranged.

"You want to go home?" baihaqi asked in her soft voice. Baihaqi pointed towards the large suitcase that was still gaping and not yet filled to the brim with clothes.

Rara who had just finished the pregnant milk nodded softly and looked towards Baihaqi's index finger which led to the large suitcase still open.

"I'll just take it? You mean I'm coming back to your village?" clearly Baihaqi with an imploring tone.

Rara smiled and chuckled softly. Seeing that smile, Baihaqi's heart again felt a strange sigh that felt flowing within his body.

"Mas wants to take me to the village? What then? Want what?" ask Rara gently.

Honestly, Rara is glad that anyone cares. Moreover, there are those who want to take Rara home, of course, Rara will not bother to bring goods to the train station and walk to the carriage. It's exhausting like that.

"Yes, I'll tell you that I'm your future priest? Do you mind?" tanya Baihaqi stared fixedly at Rara's two eyes. See what the pregnant woman is thinking.

"Don't Mas. I don't want you to get into my trouble. Mas Bai is a good person, will certainly get a good and not despicable woman like me," said Rara slowly.

"You're not despicable, Ra. You are even noble in front of me. You are a tough and strong woman with all the perfection you have. A lot of guys want you, Ra. You are beautiful, kind, friendly and sincere. That's what I've liked about you since we met" Baihaqi explained slowly.

"Already Mas. Don't make me happy," said Rara briefly put the glass that had been in his grasp since.

"I don't make you happy. But it was all honest from the deepest heart I felt. I don't even know how to pick it up" Baihaqi said slowly.

The noise from outside Rara's rented house. There are some complex mothers who bang on the door of Rara's room quite hard.

DUG!!

DUG!!

DUG!!

"Rome!! You need to get out of this contract. Cheap women like you don't deserve to be in this area!!!" shouted one mother who was very well known Rara.

'That's Sammy's voice. Her voice was so loud and sagat loud, Rara's inner self in da;am her heart.

"Rb ... You're all right. Let me face it" said Baihaqi slowly trying to protect Rara..

What a dream last night, why this bad incident happened to him again when Rara tried to rise and start her life with a new sheet.

Rara just fell silent, hearing a noise from outside and pounding the front door of her rented house.

"I'm scared, Mom. I should how?" rara asked in panic and worry. His face instantly paled and one hand held his large stomach that felt cramped back due to the pressure.

"Let me face it. You stay quiet here. Don't come out. I make sure everything's okay. Just so you are sure of me? How's it?" baihaqi asked Rara for approval.

There was nothing else that could do but nod in resignation at the request of Baihaqi who was so sincere in wanting to help him.

Got a head nod answer. Baihaqi took a deep breath and exhaled softly from his nose. He also panicked, afraid that the community was angry and could not be invited to sit together to just find a solution. But, Baihaqi had his own way of silencing all the ravings of the neighbors and those who incited to expel Rara.