Layu Set

Meet Hana

Looking at the raindrops that are increasingly sweeping the legumes of asphalt roads. The sound of his voice was like a silent song that tore the heart that was being crushed. Sitting pensively for hours on a glass of coffee that is somehow counted to how many replaced after being absorbed.

Several times his eyes went around, circling around hoping to find a figure that would give him the answer to his guilt. Stepping towards the back of the place where the figure was busy with his work, but nothing was left only a shadow that was remembered in his memory. Spill coffee that hit his t-shirt at that time, early he stared fixed the figure.

"Sorry..Who's nyari?" ask an officer who came out of the room where dirty furniture was piled up in a mess.

"Are you new here?" ask Roman.

"Yes, it's only been a few weeks" he replied.

"I'm looking for employees who usually do this task" Roman said.

"I don't know, I'll try to ask my friend."

"Thank you."

"Together," the female employee immediately moved forward, whispering something to her theme. Then pointed towards the seated Roman. His friend also understood, as if he knew who was looking for the person.

"Are you really looking for someone" he said politely.

"Yes, the usual work accompanies you," replied Roman flatly.

"What do you mean Kinara? He quit his job a few years ago."

"You know the house?"

"I don't know, but this address is close to his house," thrusting the phone screen, showing the chat order at that time.

What he read really made his heart roar, it tortured him even more.

This address, is that house. And she delivered it, she was the girl.I was late in her battery deducing from a reality that was real.

"Is there any contact that can be contacted" asked Roman again.

The clerk shook his head, "i don't have one, it doesn't seem like he had one at the time" he replied softly, while many questions lined up in his head. Questions that he did not even dare to ask, did not want to interfere too much.

"Thank you" Roman immediately got up. Leaving that place, somewhere else to go. Carrying piled up regrets, I should have looked for it from the start really, he thought.

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Pocketing a high school diploma, Kinar seemed grateful. Although the important file was not obtained from the favorite school he had lived almost three years. At least a C package diploma can take him to the gate of college if lucky. It's just that his hope evaporated far away, seeing himself who was no more than two months away bearing Mother's status.

Stepping under the scorching scorching skin smooth, looking at the towering office building. If I could be one of the employees there, working behind the computer screen, struggling with important files, especially.

Don't dream too far Kinara, not the computer screen you hold every day, at best also broom and mop. Satisfying his delusion, back breezed by occasionally holding his stomach that felt heavier.

Doain Mama, after you were born to be able to get a job, whispered softly to the baby who was still there. Which, like understanding, responds with its movements. Kicking, making Kinar grimace in pain.

Yes, dear.you are very excited. It seems that Kinar was already able to accept his state.

"How many months is Mba?" a girl his age smiled, asking kindly to him.

"Seven Mba," replied Kinar, smiling back at him.

"Be a mother soon" she replied again.

Kinar nodded, "yes Mba.."

"Where or from where?" Kinar asked back.

"I want to look around the Mba campus" he replied again.

"Ooh..." Kinar was just booing, envious of the reality of himself being forced to bury his dreams.

"Let's go in. hunt," yelled from inside the car that just pulled over.

"I didn't ask to be in between" he exclaimed with a frown.

"Emang kiddo.nyasar, can see the writing times," Hana has not yet complied. Forcing Angga down dragging him. At the same time Kinar also moved into the angkot that was waiting for him.

"You stay in my house, so I can take care of twenty-four hours" said Angga, looking serious.

"Ogah.anyone asked for a marriage quarry."

"The most you can't stand.."reply Angga with a seductive look, flipping his hair back, handsome pretentious.

"Hiiihhh.

"Seriously Mas, I'm an independent peeper. Do not want to ngrepotin others mulu," said Hana.

"Gue is also serious to take care of you Hana.." exclaimed Angga.

Hana growls, "Mas..."

"Yaaa.no need to be so hard, I'm not a bitch."

"Gue will be a spinster, if you keep going," Hana folded her hands in front of her chest, with lips that were getting more and more sweet. Given some of his male friends during his High School retreat because of the work of Angga. His brother's best friend.

"Yes we have married now, I am ready to be born inwardly" answered Angga.

Cila did not answer, instead opened the handle on his left because the car had stopped.

"Ha.. Hana.." he yelled unmoved, forcing Angga out after him.

"What the hell else." youh Hana when Angga's hand managed to grip his arm.

"Gue is just a joke." said Angga who really understands Hana has not opened her heart to him.

Hana was just grimacing, forcing her smile, "Yes, I know how," she always tried not to respond to Angga's babbling. An adult man who kept chasing after her, but also still playing around with other women. Really not his type.

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Time passed quickly, day by day changing to add a story line that will become a paragraph to form a complete story later on.

The increasingly bulging stomach makes the more difficult kinar berkatifitas normal. Though the work of Bu De piled up need help. To wash or scrub, one of.

"You rest there, cape it. Your baby's girl" Ira asked for an iron in Kinar's hand.

"You're not going to be mom anymore."

"Udah there...I can do it."

Kinar relented, obeying what Bu De said he now called mother. He rose to his room, spread his tired body, closed his eyes that had asked for rations to be closed.

While Ira's Mom is still softening it, for the sake of a promise to her laundry customers that will be taken early in the morning.

The birds whistling with each other to greet the sun appear out, the cold dew still seems to sparkle sweeping the leaves. The morning mood began to wiggle, getting busy with their respective routines.

However Kinar, with cold sweat drenched in his body holding onto the stomach felt a constant pressing pain. It feels like something in the stomach is forcing it out.

"Shining...Kinar...wake up.." Bu Ira's call is still on.

"Udah noon gini tumben not yet awake anyway," Bu Ira was forced to push the door strong.

He saw Kinar curling up, enduring the pain of holding onto his stomach.

"Kinar.." he cried then approached, observed and examined it.

"Let's go to the hospital, you want to give birth. Your membranes have been broken," immediately caught Kinar rising up, taking him out as he could for help.

Fortunately, there was a neighbor next door who heard, immediately found him a car to visit the hospital.