
Maura's world was shattered when a small, flat object about five centimeters long in both hands showed the result of two red lines. The dark days of his parents repeated themselves. The karma of both his parents fell right on him without making a turn.
Angry, sad, disappointed that was what Maura felt at this moment. Angry, why should he get karma for the actions of his parents in the past. Sad, for not being able to maintain the trust that Father and Mother had given to him. Disappointed in himself who can not take care of himself well and make mistakes that are very fatal.
"Why should he be present, O God? Why?" Maura rushes to the bathroom floor, she roars crying over her fate of getting pregnant out of wedlock with a man she doesn't know at all. He didn't even know what the man's face was like.
Maura doesn't mind her honor being lost before marriage. He does not care if later no man wants to marry himself when he knows he is no longer a virgin. But Maura is currently concerned about why the fetus should be present, why it should grow now. He didn't want a child to be the same fate as he was. And unfortunately, now she is pregnant with a prospective child who will later suffer the same fate as herself. A child born out of wedlock, a child whose parents follow a mother who has given birth, not a biological father.
Thank God that Dad biologically wants to admit and take responsibility like his father, Bryan. Otherwise I don't know what the child will be like when it grows up.
Wanting to abort her content, Maura did not have the courage for it. There are so many sins. He is a child born of the sins of his parents. He also prayed for adultery and prostitution to produce a fetus. He did not want to increase his sins any more.
"And that night I didn't go there. Maybe none of that will ever happen. He will not be present and will never be present "Maura brushes the mas t-shirt she wears right on her belly. His chest felt claustrophobic knowing the reality that existed at this time.
Maura's memory returns on the night she lost her honor. His holiness was forcibly snatched away by people he did not know because of the drunken effects of each other.
Maura, who was heartbroken that night because Rafa was married to another woman, went to a nightclub to vent her anger with booze. Maura went alone even though it was actually her first time going to a nightclub as well as drinking. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but Maura kept doing it because of the pain in his heart that Rafa left behind when he had been waiting for Rafa for thirteen years. His love for Rafa during this time turned out to only clap one hand.
Maura drank intoxicated and lost consciousness until finally her chastity was snatched away by a man she did not know.
"Sorry! I have to go first. I will answer for everything. Please call this number 0813xxxxxxxx. Fabian" a slip of mail that Maura found that morning.
"Fuckin' fabian!!!" Umpat Maura when remembering the name of the man who had planted the seed in his womb.
Although the incident had lasted for about three weeks, Maura still remembered the name even though she did not know how the man named Fabian looked like.
Maura who is still crying for her own fate must be immediately aware and can not dissolve in the eternal life or later mentally will be attacked. He immediately got up and threw the tast pack on the trash can roughly. She also washed her face to look refreshed.
"I have to tell Daddy Mother. They should know. I don't care if I get angry or kicked out of the house even stricken from the family card. I don't want Daddy to know from anyone else."
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"Good morning Doctor Raka!" Gerry greet the doctor who just entered the special room of surgical specialists.
"Morning too." Answer Raka. "Tumben himself, where's Doctor Bian?" Ask Raka who did not see the other colleague who usually left with Gerry.
Gerry who saw Raka looked confused and answered his own question. " Last night Doctor Bian's wife went to the hospital. Relapse again hurts. Maybe now Doctor Bian is in his wife's nursery."
Raka nodded in understanding. His wife Bian, who is his sister is often in and out of the hospital because of stomach acid he suffered. He also visited his only sister.
"That's a great pity for his wife Doctor Bian. Still young." Gerry feels sorry for his wife Bian, his co-worker. He seemed to be unconscious as he said that Raka could hear him.
"The name of the disease is not knowing young or old, poor or rich. Who keep a healthy lifestyle can be sick, especially not." It was Vira who had just entered and heard Gerry's words. He is also a surgeon
"Truly too." Gerry was bearded, agreeing with what Vira said.
"Doctor Raka! Can you review the ward?" Irene asked, the resident doctor who had also just entered with Danu's doctor was also a nurse.
Raka saw a clock on the wall. It's been showing at nine in less than two minutes. "Let's get ready!" Invite Raka as the chief surgeon.
Everyone get ready and put on their big uniforms. Do not forget to bring a stethoscope and other equipment that doctors often use to visit examine patients.
"Sorry late! You guys go first. I'll catch up."
They all nodded and left Fabian, or better known as Doctor Bian.
Fabian prepared in haste and followed his partner who had already walked first towards the ward.
"How's your wife doing?" Gerry asked Fabian after they finished visiting the patient ward to check on the patient's condition.
"It's better than last night." Answer Fabian. Looks so lethargic. Maybe lack of sleep because they have to take care of his wife who is sick.
"The woman hasn't called you yet?" Gerry asked in a soft voice almost whispered.
Seeing Fabian shake his head made Gerry nod his head in understanding. "I've tried to investigate, too, but it's hard. His face was undetectable, his car plate was the same, undetectable. I was overthinking. May he be the son of an official or a successful businessman?" Guess Gerry because the identity of the woman they were talking about is so hard to come by.
Fabian stopped his footsteps. He thought about what Gerry just said. "Is the woman really the son of an official or a successful businessman?" Inner Fabian.