Exchange Myself for Justice

Chapter 8

Since my rejection at that time, now Mas Adri has rarely come to the restaurant, even if he comes he never eats there. Just wrap it up and go back.

I knew he was trying to avoid, for me it was the best thing between me and him. It might hurt, but only for a while.

I did not feel the time goes so fast, now my pregnancy has entered the sixth month. Maybe because I always wear shar'i clothes, then my pregnancy is not so noticeable.

One time I was busy serving visitors who were quite crowded, suddenly my stomach hurt very much. Maybe it was because of my less rest time that I was bleeding.

"Why are you?" mbak Marni asked worriedly when she saw me clinging to one of the milestones in the stall.

The pain was so painful, that my vision was clouded. I groaned over the pain I could no longer afford to let go.

When I wanted to fall, I felt someone's hand hold my body until it didn't touch the floor.

"Zahira, what's wrong with you?" asked Mas Adri, but I could not speak, and I finally remembered nothing.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room which was white and smelled of pungent drugs. I'm trying to meet a consciousness rising to the surface.

Instantly I realized that my position was now in the hospital. Unable to hold back my surprise. They must have known my current condition.

I looked to the right. I saw Miss Winda already standing there with a flat face full of disappointment. This is the time when I have to accept all the consequences, already the natural law of a pregnant woman outside marriage will be the subject of speech or bulyan.

"You're sober?" asked Miss Winda in a cold tone.

"Mom, I'm sorry," I looked at the face of the middle-aged woman who had been pretty good with me.

"Who's got you pregnant Zahira? I really did not expect, what a disgusting behavior you are!" said Miss Winda in flames.

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

"That's enough! from tomorrow on out of my contract! I don't want my house to be unlucky for being inhabited by hypocritical women like you!" press Bu Winda.

I just cried I couldn't say anything anymore. Because if someone else hates us, any explanation will be presented will not change his stance. I'll wipe my tears as soon as possible.

I don't want to cry about this anymore. Am I not ready to accept the risks. Yasudah, let the person with his thoughts, whom I am grateful for now is my baby can still be saved. That's far more important than any of their accusations.

Without speaking, Miss Winda left me alone in the room. I just sighed deeply, I palpated my distended stomach gently.

"Thank you for sticking around, kid, Umi's so scared of losing you. Don't be sad, just let people talk about us. Because Umi's life purpose is only you. Umi will not ignore all their bad thoughts."

I tried to carry the baby in my womb talking as if we were strengthening each other. When I was still late in daydreaming, suddenly the door to the inpatient room opened.

I'm up short to see who's coming. Why does that guy still want to see me? He will insult me too. Ah, it's okay, it's their right to let out all their disappointments.

"Hi, are you aware? What about the fetus? Is she okay?" tanya Mas Adri reviewed a gentle smile.

"Why are you silent? Is anyone still sick?" the question is so attentive.

"Ah, ti-no, Mas, I'm fine," I said a little nervously.

"Thank God, I hope everything will be okay. Oya, I bring food and fruits for you. Come eat, you must be hungry." He opened the cup of chicken porridge that he deliberately bought for me.

I was still stunned, in disbelief with all the good attitude and attention of Mas Adri. What does he expect of me? He should have gone away from me. But why is he even watching me.

"Mas Adri, why are you still good to me?" suddenly the question just popped out of my lips.

"Why? Am I still not supposed to be nice to you? Should I hate you as much as they do? Zahira, I believe you are a good woman. And I'm also sure you definitely don't want this to happen."

The tears that I had been deliberately holding back, finally shed as well when I heard the words of that man who touched the book so much. I am grateful that there are still good people who understand my position at this time.

"Don't cry. I know you are a strong and strong woman. Keep fighting for your baby, do not ignore the insults and jeers of people. I'm sure you can get through it."

I was sobbing hearing all the support from him. Mas Adri took out a handkerchief from the bag of pants, then gave it to me. "Here, don't cry anymore. Remove your tears, pity your baby will also be sad," he said again smiling.

I immediately wiped my tears. And trying to stay calm, my gaze occasionally met with that shady netra.

"Mas, thank you very much for all your kindness. I don't know how to express my gratitude to you" I said, bowed.

"You don't have to worry about how to express your gratitude. You've eaten enough and listened to all my instructions."

I just smiled at her words. I immediately received the porridge he gave me. He was still watching me, a little hesitant to reveal my face-covering cloth to eat the porridge.

He who knows I am ashamed, then the man goes out of the room. I was a little relieved, I immediately finished the chicken porridge that tasted very good. I happen to be very hungry too.

After eating, Mas Adri went back into the room. He said goodbye to me for getting ready to go to night work.

"Zahira, I'm ready to go home, yes, today I have a nightly schedule. There are some oil drilling rigs that I have to keep an eye on in the field. You're okay I'm staying, aren't you? tomorrow morning after work I'll stop by here" he said goodbye to me.

"Yes, it's okay, Mom. Thanks again, you've been so good."

"Don't think about it. Whatever I do is selfless. I'm sorry, hope you recover soon."

I just replied with a nod and I carved a smile on her. After Mas Adri left, now I live alone in that room. I was confused as to what next step I should take. Where should I go.

I'd better take a break now, tomorrow I'll think about it. May God always protect me and my baby. I turned back and found a comfortable position to calm myself from the problems.

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