Kampung Girl Vs Son Hedon
28.Decision 2
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" Come down, we're already nyampe. "
We walked down the Om Dahlan clinic corridor.
Surprisingly I am the same village girl even became the center of attention of everyone. How not try? Still wearing white uniform ash already go to the obstetrician kayak gini, wah severe this.
What a bego! Why didn't I change my clothes before I got here. Yes, obviously if people who squirm directly judge.
I could hear people whispering to each other.
I know what they say .
" Look deh, duh miris yes the behavior of today's children, the morality has been destroyed. the idea makes a doang, but the fit has been so eh even want to be killed ckckck "
" Alahhhhh, you rumpi prick! Take care of yourself! " it feels like I want to nyeplos it to them, just yeah, I still keep my politeness in public.
" Let's hunt the way! " i pulled the girl's hand, uh more precisely dragged her. Part of the road is very long, I just realized it turns out he was that short if at the same level as my height. Pantes is slow in its path. Pantes he missed far if the road is the same me, nyampe limped so the way I pull.
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" I want to see dr. Dahlan, I made an appointment earlier "I said to one of the nurses there. Before coming here, the day before I had made an appointment with dr. Dahlan thinks I'm his own son.
" Okay, did you make an appointment earlier? "
" Us. "
" For a moment, let me take you to the doctor's office "
The nurse took me to Om Dahlan's study
" A afternoon, om. "greet me to the doctor.
" Hey, noon is also good om. Who came here? " ask Om Dahlan as soon as he sees Dila hiding behind my body.
" She's the girl who Bagas tells me about her, her name is Dila "
" Oalah, you sit here. "I've told you all about Dahlan. All of them! without exception, so he can't refuse to help me. At first he did not mind wanting to kill the boy, but after I explained he finally understood too and wanted to help me.
" O nanya once again to you, are you sure you want to kill your child? " ask me Dahlan.
" Dimas is sure om "with full confidence I answer the question om Dahlan. No need to take any more long thought events.
" if you're a kid? You are his mother, you already think this is mateng - mateng? "
Dila was speechless to hear the question asked by Dahlan. Why use nanya anyway? Then he cried again, making Dahlan think twice more to kill this child.
" Dila is sure kok om. "the four words that come out of the mouth of the hick girl makes me breathe a sigh of relief.
Fyuhh... Thankfully he was no longer crying!
" Yaudah, now you sign here "Om Dahlan thrusting pen and piece of approval paper.
We immediately signed a statement of agreement on the actions to be carried out by the medical party.
" Any equipment is Sus! " command om Dahlan to the nurse who stood there.
I tried to convince my heart that this was the right decision. I got out of my chair, Dila is currently lying on the bed.
Before doing the operation, the doctor wants to check first how the condition of Dila's body, ready or not him.
Even before the baby was killed, Dilla made a request to Om Dahlan.
He said before the baby was killed, he wanted to hear his son's heartbeat.
And yes, the doctor willed Dila.
The rhythm of my son's heartbeat I can hear, even I became goosebumps myself.
I held the door knob of the room, the intention was to unplug. But...
"Dad.". "weird, I'm like a little boy calling his father. I look around me.
There are no children at all. So the more creeps I dread it..
I just want to open the door to get out of the room that smells typical of this medicine. But again my steps stopped, again the voice of the little boy.
" dad... Dad, why would you want to kill me anyway? Tega daddy... "
It's my wrong ear what the hell, it's a little boy's voice from where it came from, I'm holding my neck that's starting to feel cold.
" Anjir must be me again halu this! "
For the third time, just as I want to open the door the voice of the little boy is heard again, this time more clearly.
" Dad don't throw me, I like it in your belly... "
Deg deg...
I stopped my footsteps in front of the door .
How do I fit the sound of the boy so cool does it feel ? Don't tell me that's my son's voice again ? Believe me not believe it anyway, it feels like I am in a horror movie how it is.
Without a second thought, I returned to the place where Dila was ready for surgery, Nurse already had medical equipment , if I was a little late I was sure at that time my son would really die.
" Dila, come down you now. "I lifted Dila's body a la Bridal Style from that bed, all the medical personnel who were there staring me in astonishment.
Likewise with Dila whose body shock I have lifted.
" Om, Dimas doesn't want to kill this kid. It's Dimas's decision" said I to om Dahlan who was neat with his green color surgery clothes.
Hearing what I said, he just smiled.
" Om proud of you Dimas, om already guessed you would not have the heart to do such a cruel thing. "
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I left the room with Saras still in my arms, it was not difficult for me to lift her tiny body. Not heavy.
I put him in the passenger seat.
" Why don't you want to kill this kid? " he asked full of question marks, I'm sure he was confused about my decision just now, I was still confused why I canceled the operation.
" Dil, I'll marry you. "
I don't know if there is a shortcut in my brain, why suddenly I am looking at this village Cewe anyway?
Dila covered her mouth with her hands. I'm sure he doesn't believe it right now.
" What is our school ? "
" You don't have to think about it first, the important thing is that this child is born there is his status. " said me while driving my car slowly .
" But Dim... "
" this is my decision! Don't argue. "
God... I don't know what decision I just made..
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