He'S JUST My Son

Two_ Forgive Mela, Mom

The following days, Jasmine goes through the absence of the figure of the lover because Arjuna has graduated from school and entered the dormitory of the prospective Praja High School outside the city.

Melati has also completed an even semester exam and the bright student rose to third grade by regaining the general championship title, as she achieved last year.

New year-end holiday lesson this time, Melati spent just by helping her mother sell meatballs in a small shop left by her late father. Every morning, after completing all the homework, Melati will go straight to the stall to replace the mother so that Nilam can rest for a while.

As today, the only daughter of Nilam's mother is replacing the mother selling in a stall. When Melati was concocting meatballs for a buyer, Melati suddenly felt her head swirling. The young girl grimaced with the pain in the head.

Arjuna's lover was still trying to serve the buyer and after the buyer left, the, He then immediately sat on a plastic chair with a fading color and leaned his slender body against the wooden wall with worn paint. Jasmine massages her own increasingly throbbing forehead.

Iandang adzan dzuhur heard from a distance, Melati felt a little relieved because soon the mother will definitely come to replace him again.

Sure enough, fifteen minutes after I looked at the dzuhur adzan, Nilam seemed to be pedaling his bututnya bike to the stall. The tired-looking woman then rested her bicycle on the side yard of the stall and immediately entered the kitchen.

Ms. Nilam frowned when she found the princess was closing her eyes, leaning against the wall. "Mela, why are you, son?" ask Nilam to panic.

Melati opened her eyes and smiled at her mother, so she wouldn't worry. "Mela it's okay, ma'am, just sleepy really," Melati replied who had to lie. The girl did not want to burden her mother, saying that she was sick.

"Yes, go home and sleep at home" said Nilam.

Melati was then alone, the girl took a mini bike that had rusted here and there lined with the mother's bike and immediately pedaled it to a simple house located in a narrow alley.

Upon arrival at home and after carrying out the obligation to perform dhuhur prayer, Melati immediately laid her body on a cotton mattress that no longer felt tender.

The yellow-skinned girl still felt dizzy on her head, but Melati did not take it seriously. He just thought, maybe he was just exhausted and needed to rest. The single daughter of Nilam tried to close her eyes, but her head felt increasingly throbbing.

Jasmine got back up to take the oil, rubbing the forehead and nape until it feels warm and then back to lay down. Not long after, the girl fell asleep on her own.

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The new school year has begun, all students and students at Sekolah Nusantara have returned to school, and, including Melati who today departs lazily unlike the usual days that He goes through with enthusiasm.

In addition to the lack of a lover at school, the girl also felt her body lately easily tired, often feeling dizzy and not eager to eat. Even in the morning, Melati often feels nauseous even though she does not vomit up the contents in her stomach.

The mother never knew what happened to Melati, because the only daughter of Nilam never complained in front of the mother and Melati always showed joy when in front of her mother.

During the class this morning, Melati was unable to focus at all because of the dizziness that often came. When the second break, Arjuna's lover decided to go to the UKS to just relax and hope the dizziness in his head a little reduced.

Melati stared at the ceiling of the UKS room which was pure white because the room measuring three times four meters was indeed well cared for, so that students who needed a place to rest felt comfortable.

Suddenly Arjuna's shadow flashed there and recording after recording Melati's togetherness with the lover on the last day they both met, very clearly visible in the eyes of the wavy black-haired girl.

Melati immediately woke up and remembered something, "calendar, where's the calendar?" Jasmine circulated the gaze and the round-eyed girl with pliable eyelashes rushed down from the bed.

Arjuna's lover headed to the side of the wall where there was a calendar hanging there, carefully Melati observed the numbers listed in the white paper.

Melati covered her mouth with both palms, the slender body trembled and instantly slumped to the floor. Tears just fell from the two corners of the eyes of the highest ranking girl in school, "no, this is impossible," Melati looked over with a sobs that were held back.

After tired of crying over her actions a few weeks ago with her lover, Melati then washed her face in the UKS bathroom. The girl tidied up her tangled clothes, combed her hair with her fingers and rushed back to the classroom.

Returning from school, the daughter of Nilam who always returned home on time took the time to stop by the pharmacy. Melati wants to ascertain her suspicions and test her own urine with a pregnancy test kit that is sold freely in the pharmacy.

The suspicious gaze of the dispensary guard who looked at Melati questioningly, made the Arjuna lover's guts shrivel and the guilt back hostage. Hurriedly Melati paid, so that it could soon pass from there and be free from the suspicious gaze of the dispensary guards.

After getting what Melati wanted, the leggy girl swung a quick step down a narrow alley to go home to the simple house she lived in with her mother.

Upon arrival at home, the only princess of Nilam bu puppet immediately headed to the narrow bathroom located next to the kitchen that was no less narrow.

Melati opened the device that she had just seen all her life with her hands shaking, reading the rules of using the pregnancy test by holding a turbulent feeling in the chest, I don't know what Arjuna's lover has in mind right now.

After using the pregnancy test kit according to the instructions on the back cover, the dimpled girl who had a sweet smile closed her eyes and counted down.

"No God, no .. lest I get pregnant," cried Melati expectantly.

"Mas Arjun is already in the dorm and I can't possibly ruin his dream of becoming a Praja candidate. I also don't want to disappoint my mother, because I wish I could be the teacher you wanted me to be. Help me God .... " Do'a Melati in earnest, but it was too late.

Because once Arjuna's lover opened his eyes and looked at the flat object in his right palm, the round net became more perfectly rounded. Two red lines were evident in the pregnancy test kit that she had just used, Melati cried without making a sound with a slender body that just fell to the wet bathroom floor.

Melati cried alone, regretting his actions that He could not possibly fix again. Rice has become pure and leaves only regret for the life of Arjuna's lover, not only regret but perhaps also suffering as a result of the momentary pleasures that He did with full awareness with the lover.

If only time could be replayed .. but unfortunately, time never goes backwards. Only regret is meaningless, for those who make mistakes like him.

The sweet girl was still crying in the bathroom when her mother returned home to see if she had gone home. Because Melati was in a hurry, so he did not have time to stop by the mother's shop as he usually did.

"Mela, are you home, son?" call Nilam, while entering his modest home.

Ms. Nilam opened the door of the princess's room and turned her head inside, but the room was empty. Melati's mother then heads to the kitchen and knocks on the closed bathroom door, "Mela, are you inside, son?" ask Miss Nilam to make sure.

"I. yes ma'am," Melati replied from inside the bathroom in a raucous voice as most were crying.

Miss Nilam frowned, "what's wrong with you, son? Are you sick? Open the door, son?" Ms. Nilam kept knocking on the bathroom door with worry.

Before long, the only daughter of the mother Nilam came out of the bathroom with her eyes moist and immediately rested at the feet of the mother. Melati again cried bitterly while hugging her mother's legs, making Nilam's mother wonder.

"I'm sorry Mela Bu, sorry .." cried Melati with regret.

Ms. Nilam was still silent, the woman who looked old because of the suffering was still confused by what really happened to her child.

"Mela ... Mela, ha .. pregnant ma'am," Melati stammered softly, but to Nilam's mother it sounded like a thunderous thunderbolt breaking through space.

TBC...