Dreams of Devi

The Only Choice

A few months later

Author's POV

"G*g*rkan baby in your stomach! I wouldn't have grandchildren from a poor man like Deri!"

That morning the atmosphere at Mr. Manto's house was very heated. The man who became the leader of the family and was the father of an only child named Nadia was already caught in anger. From inside his house there was a noise. The wife hugged her daughter with tears.

"Sir, istighfar! What you ask is an act that God hates. It's the same as killing" said Mr. Harti, Mr. Manto's wife. Nadia was still sobbing in Bu Harti's arms.

News about Nadia's pregnancy has been heard and become the lips of the surrounding community. Because, the pregnancy experienced by Nadia occurred because of mischief done with her lover. Yes, poor Nadia, she had to get pregnant while still a tenth grade student at one of the High School.

It was previously known if Nadia was dating Deri who is her upperclassman. Actually, both Mr. Manto and Bu Harti have warned because it is said that if Deri is a child whose association is so free. In fact, the hard character of both parents did not make Nadia aware and actually felt constrained. As a result, he often say goodbye to the reason if there is group work, even though he used the opportunity to date Deri.

There is a lot of concern about Nadia's case. People still can't believe it. Nadia has a beautiful face and an ideal body. The girl was also known as a figure who had a quiet and quite innocent nature. Yes, maybe because of his innocence that the girlfriend can act as she pleases.

Even with both of Nadia's parents, they were no less shocked once they learned of the news. Ms. Harti had fallen unconscious several times because she could not receive the news she got. Not to mention Mr. Manto is a prominent figure in his village, he was disappointed, he was so angry.

"Nadia, I gave you two choices. Follow your will or you get out of this house!" mr. Manto's voice is rising.

"Sir, wakeful! Nadia is your son!" Ms. Harti again defended her daughter.

"He's a self-informed child. Put where the face of the Father is! Just be ashamed!" After all the unbearable anger, now the turn of tears began to wet Mr. Manto's face.

"Sir, I know you're ashamed, you're disappointed. The actions that Nadia has done are also unjustified. But until anytime you won't agree with your plan. Eliminating the life of a baby in the stomach of Nadi will also not solve the problem, it adds to sin, sir." Ms. Harti tried to give an explanation to her husband. Mr. Manto flinch, digesting the words thrown by his wife.

"Mom, you've failed as the head of the family. Sorry Father!" Unlike the previous, now Mr. Mantu spoke in a tone that was so weak. He sat in a chair that was in his reach in a sobbing condition.

"Sir, Nadia's sorry. It's all Nadia's fault." Mr. Manto prevented Nadia from kneeling before him.

"The heart of the Father is broken, son. But you will try to forgive you. I'm sorry you've been stirred up by emotions, Mr. Khilaf." Mr. Manto grabbed Nadia's body for a while.

Dad is the first love of his daughter. Likewise for a father, a daughter is like a flower that he must take care of. Sometimes the flower will be infested by the butterfly. But it has to happen at the right time.

Author's POV end

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At about three in the afternoon, I just got home from school and arrived home. In the even semester, there is indeed tutoring for ninth grade in preparation for the National Examination. Pleasure and sadness are sometimes raging, happy because after this entry to the High School, while sad because they have to part with friends.

Mas Ovi's open-top car is parked in the yard. Mas Ovi does often visit home, at least once a week. Don't think he's just a mode of guise business with you. I'm sure his arrival was purely to discuss livestock and his friends.

"Sir, is that you?" I asked him as soon as I heard the sound of the door opening.

"Nggeh, Sir. This is Devi, what's wrong?"

"Yes, Sir. Devi will be followed."

After changing clothes, I rushed to the living room. Mas Ovi who looked new sipped his coffee then smiled as soon as he realized my presence. He greeted me for a moment then asked me to sit down to join in.

"His return now afternoon continues, Dev?" ask Mas Ovi.

"Yes. What's up, Mas?"

"Seriously it's from school coming home at that hour or are you playing?" asked Mas Ovi again as if investigating.

"Yes. I have guidance for some National Exam lessons. I played until the afternoon." I laughed, suspicious of me.

"Yes scared, Dev. You know that case is what the village is talking about, right?" I picked up a biscuit that was served at the table. It might seem disrespectful, I did not do that to just any guest. If the guest Mas Ovi is not a problem.

"What?" I looked at Mr and Mas Ovi alternately.

"Oh, Nadia?" guess me because the news about the girl is now being discussed.

"Yes, Nduk," replied the Father.

"I heard from people, anyway. Poor Nadia, even though she is very good as I fit SD first," I said.

"You know, right, Dev? Girls are in danger right now. Let alone children who do not have parents, a Nadia who incidentally comes from a prominent family and always gets the attention of her mother's father can experience such a sad event," explained Mas Ovi. Yes, maybe you are also worried about my situation.

"Oh, so Mas Ovi thought, maybe Devi doesn't have a mother and Devi keeps her company free?" tanyaku tried to guess the contents of Mas Ovi's mind.

"It's not so, Dev. Yeah, you could say so, anyway. I'm afraid you're affected by the outside conditions. You're plain about it."

"Sir, actually that's also the reason you asked for pesantren. I feel unable to educate you. At least if in pesantren you can be limited from relationships with the opposite sex. Yes, actually it all depends on each person. But, you are still not willing to suppose you continue in public school," explained Mr. Long.

"You, yeah, Dev. Later if you want, before the cottage I take a walk, deh. Family, same Mr. Basir and Rehan as well," said Mas Ovi trying to persuade me, am I a child?

"Eh, why did Mas Ovi even bother, anyway? Yes, Devi wants to, really, continue in the pesantren." I'm already sincere? Not yet! But my father was my reason. Continuing to the pesantren is the only option.

"I'm helping Mr. Basir. Kirain will be difficult to persuade you, it turns out also. Okay, means next week sign up for it, yeah!"

"To there? In the same cabin as Eva's mom?"

"Yes, next week it's already started registration and get the uniform. I'll take you later, let Mr. Basir and Rehan come along."

"Why so fast? I'm not ready yet, you know."

"There's still a week, enough to prepare everything."