My Choice of Woman

Episode 78's

Rahma had put the clothes in the closet located in the corner of this room. He threw his body into the bed. He stared at the ceiling of his room, the scanning machine of the past working fully under his mind. Take a clear look at the pieces of events he has been through for some time. A series of stories that haru, pilu even painful to remember.

Who's the guy who did this? How do I find the father of the child I bear? Will he be responsible? Or even if I had a chance to meet him, would he admit to this child?

Rahma closed her eyes, it was a very painful event and she did not want to see it again. Her tears dripped warm, the shadows of the incident were still recorded clearly.

If that night I hadn't gone with Susi, maybe now I could have gotten what I wanted.

Had I not been tempted by the offer of drinking, I would not have been like this.

If it had not happened ....

If only if ....

Had ....

Se-an-dai ....

His mind was always disturbed by the suppositions that made Rahma sob, he was not able to understand the destiny he lived. So tight his chest held all this. If allowed, he was eager to shout out loud against this destiny. He felt that the burden he was carrying right now was too heavy. Very heavy, Rahma felt shackled in this situation.

Suddenly Rahma felt something!

The baby kicked in his mother's womb, Rahma hurriedly wiped the tears that had flowed.

“Im sorry mom. I forgot that soon I will have a little angel who will accompany me.” Rahma caresses her stomach, giving comfort to the baby.

“After that mom will have a family, which is you son. I promise I'll take care of you anytime.”

Rahma smiled, she had to accept this even if it hurt. Suddenly he heard a humming sound from outside the room. Rahma finally came out of the room, she saw Farah who was busy playing scissors cutting the paper and following the pattern. Rahma approached Farah, perhaps with a busy feeling of sadness that was lodged in the heart could disappear.

“Mbak Farah is making what?” Rahma saw a lot of paper with beautiful colors.

“While making a paper craft for wall decoration Mbak Rahma,” Farah smiled, she is now forming that pattern into an arch.

“Wah Ma'am Farah made these papers into beautiful flowers. Beautiful form Ma'am, I want to be taught to make like that,” praise Rahma.

Farah smiled, she nodded inviting Rahma to help make it. On the sidelines of the scissors, Farah and Rahma were chatting. They talk about whatever comes to their mind.

“Does Mbak Rahma still like Akmal?” ask Farah.

The question that had just been asked by Farah, succeeded in ransacking Rahma's feelings. He flinch indirectly to answer the question that spontaneously came out of Farah's mouth. There was a sense of crunch when answering that question.

“Akmal can choose a more respectable woman than me, Ms Farah. I'm just a woman the night that's been carrying a baby who knows who her father is. I've been trying to find out who the man who did that, but until now the eel met.” Airmuka Rahma muttered sadly.

Farah felt guilty for asking that silly question. He feels very bad. “Sorry if my question is disturbing Mbak Rahma.”

Grace smiled faintly, she shook her head the sign ‘it's okay’.it has strengthened everything. He buried deeply in what was his dream.

“I just want to focus on my baby candidate Mbak, I have really resigned to the destiny that I live. I don't want to expect anything that's impossible for me. I just want to get this baby safely.” Rahma for the umpteenth time stroking her distended stomach like giving comfort to the baby in the womb.

“I used to want to have a family, and this child I bear is my family. I'm sure I won't be alone in this world.” Rahma smiled, she was so looking forward to the birth of this baby.

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