
It has been a month Anya nausea and do not want to eat anything and during that time Anya just eat fruits and drink a lot of herbal medicine.
No one knew about this, not even his mother and Farrel had felt any strangeness in him.
At the moment Anya is standing in front of a large mirror, she has not made sure she is pregnant or not. Right, Anya hasn't checked it yet. She was afraid, afraid that Anya was really pregnant.
Although indeed all the signs state that Anya is a person who is pregnant young.
The prospect he had just bought was still held in his grasp. He tried to strengthen his resolve to do this. Pump up his spirit so he can get through this.
"Gue should be able to". His monologue.
Anya went to the bathroom while trying to use the tool she bought earlier. After the taste is complete, Anya put the tool on the nightstand.
His hands moved anxiously at the change in the tool. He only hoped that what he had experienced during this time was only a disease that was getting worse.
His eyes were staring miserably as if his world was about to end.
That line
In two
Instantly his body was completely limp, Anya's body fell down. Instantly he expressed all that he had felt so far. Resisting nausea and back pain that severely torments him. Worse, Anya seemed not to accept the destiny of God bestowed upon her.
The thought of aborting his contents just appeared. Instantly Anya hit the stomach hoping it would all be over. Anya died as well as the child in her womb.
But her sane brain still works, Anya takes the phone on the bed and calls Devan quickly.
Tears are no longer able to bend Anya, how Devan is the father of this child.
"Lift Dev".
It was the third time Anya called Devan but there was no reply or reply from there. He knows Devan's phone is active, could Devan accidentally not pick up the phone ?
Already fed up with everything Anya quickly changed clothes and rushed to the hospital to meet Devan.
Because it knows if the road will be jammed so Anya prefers to use gojek. It turns out the same either using a car or a motorcycle, jammed Jakarta can not be tolerated.
Sweat sweat had poured from the forehead of the woman who had been trying to be patient and friendly with the situation.
"That can be a little bit, because I'm in a hurry".
******* just popped out of his lips, how else.
"That's the cost, thank you".
Anya immediately ran away from Abang ojol, besides the distance from here with the hospital is not too far so Anya can run. He hopes his lunch time isn't up yet so he doesn't have to wait for Devan to be on duty.
His breathing was wheezing, Anya's face was now very messy. Not wanting to wait long Anya went straight inside and looked for Devan's room.
Tok
go in
Hearing that Anya went straight in, she saw Devan who seemed to be shocked by her presence.
"Where is it ?".
Anya's gaze was just straight looking at Devan's face, implied anger in the glint of her eyes.
Devan stood up and held onto Anya's shoulder trying to lead her to sit in front of him. Anya who was led was followed by Devan's treatment.
"Try to clear what's up ?". Declared.
It seemed like Devan was unaware of what he had done to her. As of now even he was only worried about Anya just because she did not come for treatment.
"I'm pregnant". Anya flat.
Devan who heard it just fell silent, like a person who has not been slow to digest the words of others.
"I'm pregnant because of what happened between us". Anya immediately threw her face in any direction. He is ashamed and afraid, afraid that Devan does not want to be responsible.
It was only after Anya's second statement that Devan immediately understood. And there was no response from the person in front of him.
"You know what I felt at that time, why I did it".
The tears came out again from his eyes. True people said, regret would only be at the end and Anya could feel this. How tormented she was by the fact that she had to get pregnant in her young state.
Targeted marriage and having children is just nonsense. It is like this also because between the two are wrapped **** at that time.
"Why don't you try to kill me ?". Ask casually.