FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Pregnant

A month has passed. Melati kept her mouth shut about the incident of rape rk*rkain he experienced. He lived his days as usual. Working as ART at Dewun's house and college.

He always tried to forget the bad events, but in fact he could not. Every night, he cried, if the painful incident ever crossed his mind again.

The depraved man who took away his chastity was also unheard of. So, it was true what the big madam said. That Ardhi doesn't want to be held responsible.

Anggun has also been punished for his crimes. It was three months of imprisonment. Anggun received a light punishment, because Melati who was attacked, was not injured. The wound on Melati's face was a wound when she fell on the asphalt, when Tara's car almost hit her.

Jasmine lies down her tired body after running out of her heart in the laundry room. He stretched his muscles by turning to the right and to the left, causing a cracking sound.

Her beautiful eyes are now back in the mist. He could not stem the sadness in his heart, as resentment and blame for fate reverberated in his mind. Sometimes he's down, until negative thoughts fill his head.

This afternoon, Ilham again expressed his seriousness. The man graduated today. But, Melati did not want to attend Ilham's graduation ceremony. He was ashamed of his parents. So Ilham came to Melati to Dewun's house.

The man again invited Melati to get married. He offered a choice, after the semester exams they would go home and get married there.

Melati could not give an answer, so she asked Ilham to wait until the end of the semester exam. Then Melati will give an answer. Ilham agreed, while waiting for the semester exam Melati finished. He was trying to find a job in the big city. Who knows, Melati, after marriage wants to live in the city of Medan. Not living in the village.

Jasmine wiped her tears, with her blanket. Without realizing it, his eyes were now fixed on the calendar hanging on the wall of the room right in front of him.

Dugs

Dugs

Dugs

His heart was beating fast, as he was feeling an overwhelming fear. He didn't want that to happen. She doesn't want to get pregnant

Melati's getting scared. Now his forehead had already taken out water spots. The woman was overheated, even though the weather was cold. Because it just finished raining.

"I can't be pregnant. I don't want to get pregnant." Jasmine got out of her bed. Walking back and forth in his room, holding his flat stomach.

He's very scared right now. What action will she take, if she is really pregnant.

"No..!" she said hysterically, throwing her body on the wall after noticing the details of the last date she had menstruated. Melati shook her head full of worry. Closing his ears with his hands. It was as if he had heard people judging him. Sanctions about her being pregnant out of wedlock.

"I can't be pregnant. The signs of pregnant people I do not feel. I'm not vomiting. I'm not dizzy, even I'm now very strong eat." Melati spoke to herself with her despair.

"There's no way I'm pregnant!" he repeated those words. He's late for the moon, definitely because of the stres. Back when the stone first went to college, she also had no menstruation for two months. Because, at that time he was again impressed with the routine of college while working as ART.

This time it must be like that too. The problems that come in a row, make it stun, so that the estrogen hormone is unstable.

Melati who is not calm, finally looking for information from google. She wanted to see if she was pregnant. When he started researching. The data packet is exhausted. He was forced to undo his intention to find information or explanation about pregnancy and fertile period.

Actually at Dewun's house there is WiFi. But he doesn't know the password. During this time he uses data packages when accessing the internet and social media. The rest of the pulses in his card were still ten thousand. But, if he uses it, then his pulse will be all out.

Melati has changed her phone number since she left the hospital. He changed his cell phone number. For fear of being terrorized by Mother Jerniati.

TB

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