Marry Me, Mr. Lecturer

Niki asked for

Regardless of Galih's protest, Marisa took the pen from the table and anointed it with her signature.

"Marisa!" Galih snatched the paper of the agreement and was about to tear it apart, but the sound of the table being hit by her in-laws undoed her intentions.

"Fab it." Papa Delilah reached out asking for a letter of agreement from the hand of Galih.

"Pa, let her go but don't ask to abort the contents." Try to negotiate. He could not bear if his future son had to be eliminated before he could see the world.

"So you admit that the child in this woman's stomach is your child?!" hardik. The stuttered guffaw could neither answer nor deny, "Pick whichever she or your wife."

Galih pursed his lips tightly. What an easy choice actually, clearly he chose Delilah as his wife and also beautiful. There are two children from the results of his marriage with Delilah, besides that all the needs of his small family are borne by his company-in-law.

The tall man lowered his head helplessly against the gaze of his in-laws eyes. Seeing that, Marisa's heart grew even more painful. With her chin raised, she challenged Galih's in-laws, "When can I have her son's DNA test?," said Marisa fiercely.

"Tomorrow," said Galih flat.

Marisa retreated and walked out of the room followed by Farel behind her. Galih looked at Marisa's back away with mixed feelings.

"You think I'm stupid? If I let the boy be born, you'll still play crazy with him." Papa Delilah's words distract Galih from the closed door after Marisa comes out.

"I promise I won't see him again, Pa. Let him go far away and let the child be born." Galih almost knelt in front of Papa Delilah.

"Your son means that?" Papa Delilah laughed cynically, "I've given you a choice, whatever you want. If you want to get out of my son's life and choose that woman with her baby, go far not half. I won't hold you back, but if you choose my daughter don't you dare to change my decision!" exclaim Papa Delilah.

"But the baby's innocent, Pa. Just punish me."

"I don't want to regret, if I die you could just bring the boy into my house and he could destroy my daughter and grandchildren. Now get out of my room, I'm done talking to you." Papa Delilah didn't give him another chance to say anything.

"I don't understand your way of thinking." Farel glanced towards Marisa beside him. He was still upset and regretted taking his ex-wife to Galih's office. In her baby earlier, Marisa will hold Galih accountable for the status of her baby candidate instead of asking for some money.

"Till any time you won't understand."

"Whatever amount of money you receive, it won't lift your degree. You are looked upon by them."

"Without asking also I've been despised in maya anyone who knows."

"Why did you sign the letter? In any way you are harmed. If you're sure it's Galih's son, it means you're willing to eliminate him!"

"I cannot live alone to take care of children, without being accompanied by a husband." Marisa turned a glance towards Farel who was driving then looked up and closed her eyes.

"Crazy for you, Echa!" aspersons Farel.

"I'm crazy." Marisa chuckled still with her eyes closed.

Arriving home, Marisa went straight into the room without any intention to gather or greet people in the house. Mama Farel and Niki, who had been waiting for their return and their story, could only look at each other.

"Where, son?" ask Mama to Farel who just entered the house."

"Where's Marisa?" ask Farel.

"He went straight into the room" Niki said.

As soon as his little wife sat beside him, Farel grabbed her tightly. He inhaled the scent of Niki's body deeply. The aroma that can calm the heart and mind. Mama smiled happily at the rare sight.

"We met Galih and his father-in-law." Farel begins to open his story by still holding Niki in his arms.

"Marisa's agreeing to abort her womb?" Mama Farel's eyes grew bigger, "Don't she know if it wasn't Galih's son?"

"Not really, all options are actually burdensome. If the boy is proven not to belong to Galih, he will be prosecuted for defamation."

"Why Marisa can handle that anyway!" Mama shook her head in disbelief.

"Marisa just said she couldn't take care of her son alone. I feel like the accused has also made him like this."

"Well, that's just your feeling. You're not wrong, Farel what you're doing is right. Precisely Mama is proud of you two, still has a big heart to care about Marisa even though she often applies that is not good to you. Unfortunately he was too short of a way of thinking, not afraid of sin. Aborting it is killing." Mama supported her head which suddenly felt heavy with one hand.

"If Mba Marisa feels unable to care for her child alone, why don't we just take care of her, Mas?"

"What does that mean, honey?"

"If Mba Marisa doesn't want the baby, I want to."

Farel and his mother looked at each other between wonder and disbelief, with what the woman in her early twenties said.

"You want a baby in Marisa's belly?" farel asked, reaffirming what was on his mind.

"Yes, she said Mba Marisa didn't want to, it's for me."

"Niki, it's not as easy as you think. Caring for a child who is not our flesh and blood is a huge responsibility."

"Then what's better? Just abandoned?" Farel and his mother looked at each other.

"The niki your husband meant, he was worried you couldn't keep trust because you'd never felt like a parent."

"Yes, if it's never been possible this is the time. I'm just giving you a solution, if Mas Farel doesn't agree I'm not forcing."

"The terms put forward by Galih's in-laws, whatever money Marisa asks will be met with the condition of aborting her womb and Marisa has chosen the money offered by Galih's in-laws." Farel looked at Niki gently. He did not expect his little wife to have a big heart.

"I'll try to talk to Mba Marisa."

Since childhood lived life as an only child, making him always lonely. He wanted to see and have a baby in Marisa's belly. Later that night Niki ventured to knock on the door of her ex-husband's room.

"Mba Marisa, it's me Niki."

The knock on the door was heard when the door lock opened.

"What?" Marisa was still wearing the clothes she was wearing earlier this afternoon. The dried tear marks on the two sides of her cheeks further added to her crumpled face and appearance.

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