My Fiancee's Spirit Substitute

Zaki's concerns for Zifa

“Although not entirely your fault, but what about my ideals and my dreams, Fikar? I'm about to graduate college and what if I get pregnant? What should I do?” zifa asked confused by the uncertain circumstances.

Looking at Zifa who was currently losing control, Fikar looked at her deeply, trying to calm Zifa down with both hands touching both sides of Zifa's shoulder.

“Honey, calm ... This all must have a solution. After all, it is not possible just because of one night stand, you are immediately pregnant,” said Fikar trying to calm down.

But no matter how much Fikar calms Zifa, she still cannot calm down. Because this is all about his self-esteem and also ideals that he has not been able to achieve.

“Yes, the bitter possibility that I am pregnant because of this one night stand, how? What about my ideals? What about all my dreams?” ask Zifa who still does not want to be blamed in this matter.

Fikar again rubbed his face rough, as he could not calm Zifa down easily. This mistake was indeed very fatal and inexcusable. However, he may be responsible for what he did to Zifa.

Fikar looked inwardly at Ziva, trying to dominate this already complicated situation and atmosphere. He tried to calm down, while outlining the tangled threads in this problem.

“Quiet, Sweetheart. If that were to happen, I would be responsible. I will marry you as soon as possible,” said Fikar, but Zifa still cries because the purpose of holding Fikar accountable is not for that.

It was all because of his dreams. He is eager to finish his studies and travel the world, with his own hard work. It was his dream since childhood, because he realized since childhood he was just a child, who had enough. Now he only lives a day, and somehow fate himself, when he can no longer find a job to provide for himself.

Zifa includes students who are quite clever, so many donors from the campus who want to give scholarships to him. However, if until the value drops just because of this problem, maybe he will not be able to continue his studies and all will be destroyed just like that.

Although there is no increase in its value, at least the value of Zifa for 7 semesters is stable as before. Although there are some that sometimes go up, but there is not a single lesson that comes down from the quality value that has been determined by the donor. So that he can continue to receive scholarships until the 7th semester, and also get an allowance every month.

Well, that's where Zifa lives. Because living a kara is not easy to live. Zifa is lucky to have skill and intelligence, thus helping her to survive, even though she has no one else in the world.

Fikar hugged Zifa tightly, to release the anxiety they were currently experiencing.

Despite all that, until recently Zifa still looked very depressed with what happened with them last night.

Today was probably the first day Zifa did not enter the classroom. Previously, Zifa had always been in class, even though Kia was not by her side or on leave, she did not care about anything. The most important thing is that he can maintain his value, in order to maintain the quality value that exists for his students.

This is the premiere for 4 years he underwent college, only currently taking his first leave. All this time he had always maintained his level of craftsmanship, but he felt he could not do it for today.

Maybe because of his depression, the first time doing it together with Fikar. He became rather lazy to meet anyone, and chose to just indulge in his simple boarding room. Moreover, the pain on his intimate part, made him unable to move too smoothly at this time.

His phone kept shaking, but he paid no attention to it at all. He looked at the ceiling of his room, confused as to what to do.

“My stomach hurts,” murmured, while stroking his sick stomach.

His phone still vibrates long. Curious at the number 0, he was not at all curious about who had contacted him since. He knew, of course, that person was Fikar.

At the moment Zifa was being lazy to receive a call from Fikar. He did not want to intersect first with Fikar, because he wanted to give a pause between them. He felt sad and tremor, when he remembered the incident last night, which still felt his passion until this moment.

“Want to marry me? Huh, even so he,” muttered Zifa, feeling that it was absolutely impossible.

Because something like this had happened, it made him unable to accept reality. All this time he was deliberately trying to buy time between them. He deliberately rejected Fikar's proposal several times, preferring to divert the conversation, when Fikar was talking about marriage.

Zifa realized, a simple woman who had nothing like herself, would never be worth the figure of Fikar, who had everything in her life. Not only physical, material, well-established work, he even has a warm family. Unlike Zifa, who was currently confused had to be anchored to whom.

However, all of that was answered already. Fikar had done all these things to her, making her feel like she had to accept Fikar's proposal as soon as possible. He could no longer procrastinate on everything, because he was worried about something, which might make him regret later.

Because of this incident, he did not care about his situation. He must accept Fikar, no matter what his condition will be.

Zifa woke up from her daydream, when she heard the vibrating of the phone getting longer. He soon sees, and it turns out that it was Zaki's phone.

There were indeed some missed calls from Fikar, but this time the one who contacted him was Zaki. Quickly, he accepted it immediately.

“Halo,” greet Zifa.

“Lo where is it? I want to talk to you. Can I see you now?” ask Zaki.

Zifa was silent for a moment, “Emm. I didn't go to campus,” he replied.

“Ah? Wh why? Lo sick?” asked Zaki, who was a bit worried about Zifa.

Yes, Zaki was indeed very worried about the surrounding people. Not only Kia, he also worried about Zifa, because indeed he knew Zifa who lived a kara. He was always alert, when it was possible that Zifa would have an injury or whatever.

Zifa smiled, “No, I'm fine. I only went to campus today,” he replied, of course covering all the actual circumstances.