Marrying your Uncle

Pregnancy and Accusations of Plagiarism

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The sun already looks timid in the eastern horizon, some people have done their daily activities. Kayla was actually conscious from her sleep, but her body seemed reluctant to move, her head felt throbbing. Last night he had a hard time closing his eyes due to Eltan's statement at lunch.

"Pregnant, how about you get pregnant."

The statement raised concerns when Kayla opened a calendar app on her phone. Always mark the date when she experienced the coming of the month, finding that the same date of the month had been missed by several days. Trying to comfort her, that her late due to her busyness that causes her stress and affects her female cycle.

However, the discomfort in his body makes him think to find the truth about the symptoms that arise. Appetite that goes down because of sudden nausea, drowsiness that often does not know the time, the body feels tired quickly and a disturbing dizziness. She had heard Meera's mother's chat with Aunt Ira's wife from Om Pram about her early pregnancy complaints and the complaints were almost the same as Kayla felt these days. There's only one way to confirm it, buy a test and confirm the truth.

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Her tears spilled, her chest felt tight when she saw the results that appeared on the pregnancy test kit for her urine test. Two parallel lines indicate that she is currently pregnant. His cry broke, it felt like he wanted to scream. He missed his mother's embrace.

Shouldn't he have to worry, Eltan had already stated she was ready to take responsibility. But she could not imagine, she had to marry a man she currently did not love. But love can be present at any time, there are other things that become odd to him. His family must be disappointed and obviously this hurts Mami Laksmi, Father and his mother will feel like they failed to educate him.

Drt

Kayla's phone is shaking, Papi Kevin's call appears.

Kayla cleared her throat and wiped her tears before receiving the call.

"Hello, Pih."

"Where are you Kay?"

"Apartment Kak Dipta Pih."

"Come here soon, don't go anywhere including to the boutique".

"What's wrong, I have to go to Luxurius."

"Don't ask too many questions, you'll know when it's here."

"Smooth..."

"Soon Kayla!" kevin's voice was heard with a higher octave than usual.

"yes, I'm leaving now."

What problems made Kevin raise his voice to Kayla, even though Kayla is a child, he never lacked the affection of Kevin. Always give attention and other things the same and fair to him as well as his biological children. There is no distinction whatsoever.

'Does Papih know what happened to me?' kayla Mumbles.

Kayla went to the bathroom with the aim of cleaning herself and changing her clothes.

Taking his car keys and cell phone and using his bag, he immediately headed for his car in the basement.

Drt

Kayla was already at the wheel of her car when her phone vibrated and displayed an unknown number.

"Hello."

"Kay, where are you ?"

Kayla exhaled, "Bang, please ! I told you not to bother me. Suppose nothing ever happened between us" Kayla replied, as if forgetting that she had just confirmed her pregnancy caused by Eltan.

"Can't Kay, first we have to make sure you're not pregnant. Because if you're not pregnant, we're more free to plan a conversation to the family"

"Then, if I'm pregnant? You want me to throw it away?"

"Kayla, watch your talk. If you're pregnant, I'll propose to you soon."

"Ck, Bang don't bother me. Brother just makes me dizzy. Mending Abang takes care of the family's hotel. Is that your goal to Jakarta? I don't want Mami Laksmi to be disappointed with me for being a failure of Brother with my brother's family business."

"It's my business Kay, you.."

Kayla ends the call from Eltan, immediately turns on the car and takes it to Kevin's residence. Passing through several points of congestion considering that this is rush hour, where everyone races to their respective places of activity. His head felt throbbing, his stomach felt turbulent between nausea which is a possible effect of the symptoms of pregnancy and pain because it had not filled with food. The last time he filled his stomach was yesterday afternoon.

Kayla has arrived at Kevin's residence, parked her car on an existing carport. At first glance he sees another car that he knows doesn't belong to Kevin's family.

"Bak Lula, where is Mother Papi?" kayla asked as she walked in and met one of Kevin's house servants.

"The lady's behind the non, if you're in the workspace with Mr. Pram."

"Owh."

Kayla stepped her feet towards the room where Mother was.

"For Mother" said Kayla, hugging Meera from behind.

Kayla shook her head "I want to see Papi?"

"The fire in the den with Om Pram, they've been waiting for you?"

"What the hell is Bun?"

"You meet them quickly, or you want to eat first. You Ikusan Kay, your face is pale like this. You sick?" ask Meera.

"No, Bun, I'm nothing. Yeah, I've met Papi first."

Tok tok tok tok

Kayla knocked on Kevin's office door, before there was an order to enter she immediately opened the door and greeted Kevin.

"Morning Pih" he said as he kissed Papi Kevin's cheek.

"Hm."

"For Pram." said Kayla to Pram, who is a relative of Kevin's family lawyer.

"For Kayla."

"Sit Kay," Kevin orders Kayla.

Kevin sat opposite Pram on the sofa in Kevin's office, Kayla sitting next to Kevin.

"How's your job?" ask Kevin.

"Obviously, there's no fashion show project anymore."

"To the point Kay, PT. Fashion Indonesia you know?"

"That's Pih, it's the institution that holds the Top Designer Indonesia competition every year. I followed this year, it was past the preliminary round" Kayla explained.

"You read this" Kevin said, giving a brown envelope that looked like it was a file.

"This is what Pih."

"Watch Kay!"

Kayla opened the envelope and pulled out a sheet of paper inside. A letter with the head of the letter was identified as PT Fashion Indonesia. He furrowed his eyebrows and forehead, while continuing to read the completeness of the letter in his hand.

It turned out that the letter was addressed to him, stating that he was discounted from Top Designer Indonesia because the sketch listed was considered a plagiarism of one of the Fashion Houses.

It also explains what to do as a sanction of his guilt.

"This means what Om Pram? I don't understand." asked Kayla.

"Kay, it looks like the sketch design that you included in the competition is already the property of a fashion house Daily Fashion? You know?"

"Hmm, I've heard."

"You were declared disqualified because your draft was considered plagiarism" Pram said.

"But there's no way Om, it's my own plan not plagiarism."

"If we read the letter, obviously here your position is weak. You must have proof that your design is original. You can see the attachments."

Kayla opened the next sheets, which turned out to be copies of the designs she sent to enter the competition. There is also a Daily Fashion catalog that contains fashion designs owned by the fashion house.

Kayla shook her head "Om.."

"You can open the Daily Fashion link, there is easier search," explained Pram.

Kayla took the phone in her bag, opened a web browser typing a link and traced the fashion images plastered on the Online Store. Daily Fashion has been heard, including famous fashion houses.

Kayla was surprised to find two fashions that were very similar to her sketches. Shifting his eyes to Om pram begging for an explanation.

"You know Papi disagrees when you choose Fashion Design. Papi does not know this is a mistake or indeed you are wrong. Obviously this is not a small problem, the solution is easy. But if the news finder knows who you are, it'll be interesting."

Kayla's chest felt tight, she stood still holding the phone in her right hand and the file in her left hand.

"But this is purely a design by Kayla Pih, even the one that is considered the same as this catalog was designed by Kayla in the past when Kayla Lecture and I have never made it into clothes. I've never offered any boutiques and I'm not included in any fashion shows" Kayla said.

His head was getting sore, sweat was soaking his forehead, his vision was blurred and, "I'm not a plagiarist" Kayla said almost inaudibly.

"Kyla!" sayup heard the cry of Mother, but all felt floating and dark.

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