Pellucid

Chapter 9 - Abortion

Bening had rang the sentence of the Papa was emotional to her when she found out she was positively pregnant. Fall it!

Indeed, his heart does not want to abort the baby in the womb. But...

Many things put him at the crossroads and at heart. Arjuna who never came to him, Papa's rejection of his fetus and the time to go to college is soon. Deadlines.

After one day after the anger of the Papa, he did not see his Papa again. Reportedly the Papa is on external service to Lampung for the next few days.

Two days waiting, his father had not told his men to take him to the abortion site. Gambang heart. Between the Papa who has not cared about his fate or there are other plans prepared by his father. Without his knowledge.

The communication between father and son is getting more complicated. Almost empty. There is no one-way communication at all. Bening who was afraid to start and Irjen Pol Prasetyo Pambudi who also seemed to be numb to his own biological daughter.

Finally, Bening tried to ventured to an illegal abortion clinic in the outskirts of Jakarta. A fairly large and luxurious house that houses a covert abortion clinic.

Either the encouragement or pressure like what the eighteen-year-old felt, to make himself determined to take this heinous step.

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Residents in the housing if anyone asks for an address, dominant said the place is a club of pregnant gymnastics and yoga. Even though it is just a camouflage or guise of the owner of an illegal abortion business so as not to be suspected by other parties, especially the authorities.

Residential areas that are not too crowded, sturdy buildings, towering fences and closed from the front. Making the clinic that he knew from mouth to mouth in secret was already there for ten years ago. Waw. Astoundingly.

While at the gate, Bening informs the password in the form of a secret password in order to enter the disguised clinic. The key word is chicken ribs.

I don't know what that keyword means. He doesn't know. And no one else knows either. But after mentioning the keyword earlier, Bening was welcome to enter by a young woman.

Clear escorted into a room that is quite hidden. A luxurious teak door opened and it turned out that the room inside was very large and the air was quite cool because of the air conditioning.

Bening was quite dumbfounded. Because from the outside it looks lonely. Not many vehicles were parked in the front garage that he saw before going deeper. Either hidden where the vehicles of the patients and the introduction.

But it is inversely proportional when now he is in a room that turns out many visitors are queuing.

Earlier, the,

He had deliberately left ushered Mr. Rudi, the driver and aide of the Papa who used to pick him up. Bening reasoned to come to school there was a gathering with his close friends as well as returning the library book he borrowed some time ago.

Verily, it was just a simple reason to allow himself to go out. Since she was found pregnant, Bening was further tightened by Papa's aide. Of course, by order of Mr. Prasetyo.

After Mr. Rudi drove him to school and asked for a little afternoon pick up, Mr. Rudi automatically returned home after seeing Bening enter the school.

Shortly after the safe situation was under control, Bening immediately ordered an online motorcycle taxi to the abortion clinic.

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Some women even look like their stomachs are already bloated. He saw his own stomach was still flat.

"Whose list is on whose behalf?" ask a young woman in white hospital nurse dress.

Bening was still silent looking at the visitors who were sitting in the waiting room was quite large, similar to the hall.

"Mr?"

The nurse finally patted Bening's shoulders softly that had been silent since then as if daydreaming.

"Eh, i_yeah. Ma_sorry," great-grandson Bening said.

"So on whose behalf, Ma'am?"

"A_by na_ma Del_Della."

I don't know what Bening was thinking. She reflexively mentioned her name Della. Although it looks very stammering. His lips felt faint and bitter as he tossed word for word there.

Indeed, since entering earlier, Bening continued to think what pseudonyms were suitable. But somehow it is precisely the name of his sworn enemy in the school that was thrown.

Rice has become porridge. It was already spoken from his lips. Then it can't be pulled back.

He can only move on and go on. Although there was a pinch of guilt and discomfort lingering in there.

"Mom alone? Not with a friend or a companion here?" ask the nurse to come back.

"No Ma'am. Should there be an escort?" asked Bening innocently with an anxious heart.

"Could come by yourself. It's just that if there's something, we're easier to help if there's someone else on the patient's side. Worried there were side effects after the treatment."

Degs...

"Something happened? Side-effects? What's death?" clear mind churned increasingly restless and crowded.

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