Persist

Persist
Chapter 70 S 2



I was waiting for Zefan in front of Vidi's apartment building. I try to stay in the crowd. No one knows when Aqil will come and come back to threaten me.


"Hey, why daydream?"


I realized when I saw Zefan in front of me. As usual, he opened the door for me.


"Sorry."


Zefan rubbed my head slowly, "It's okay. Come on in, it's cloudy."


We got in the car. I still play by myself with my mind. The drizzle has started to fall making the temperature cooler.


"How's your mom doing?" ask Zefan.


"He's still weak and uses tools."


We are silent again. I didn't want to open the conversation, afraid to say about Aqil meeting me.


"Don't be too sad. You can come to Vidi's place often."


Hearing that, I smiled. At least I'll have a reason to get out of the house.


"Fan, I want a few days' vacation." I don't know why I said that.


Zefan stopped his car suddenly. He looked at me with wondering eyes.


"I just want to. If you can't, that's okay."


"It's not. Is this you asking or my son?"


I shook my head in confusion, "I don't know."


"I'll think about it."


"Thank you."


"Together."


Zefan returned to running his car slowly. For a moment I forgot about my pregnancy. Just because of this problem.


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"I've prepared something for you in the room" Zefan held my hand, "sorry I didn't come in."


"Why? is there something in the office?"


Zefan kissed my forehead and said, "You already know it."


"I'm just guessing."


"Then I'll go first."


I hugged Zefan for a moment and had to let go. There was a sense of unwillingness when he saw Zefan back in the car. I want to go anywhere both.


I went inside the house. Bi Iyah greeted me with a bowl in her hand.


"Non, I have prepared soybean porridge," said Bi Iyah.


"Thank you, Bi." I took the bowl from Bi Iyah's hand.


"Be careful hot."


"I'll be careful." I gave my smile, "I'll just eat on the balcony of Bi's room."


Bi Iyah went back into the kitchen. Since hearing my pregnancy Bi Iyah always gives a healthy menu. I feel so shut down.


I opened the door and .... Brakes. I dropped the bowl that contained the porridge. What I saw was like a dream.


"What's the Non?" bi Iyah asked as soon as she heard the sound of the bowl breaking.


"No, Bi. I'm fine." I still see things that make me want to scream.


"Do I need to come in?" It turned out that Bi Iyah was still in front of my room.


"Don't come in, Bi. Better, Bi Iyah just go down. I can do everything myself."


I saw a dress, a very beautiful dress with a tulip motif. But there is a terrible thing there. I walked closer and stared at the pus. I hope it's not what I think.


A small letter. I took it slowly, I read it word for word. Just three words, yet it was terrifying.


Happy Bayiku road.


"What's this. It's impossible if Zefan does this" I said softly.


I sat on the edge of the bed. I clenched the letter and stared at the crowd with bloodstains. I don't know whose foetus I threw out. But it's still very new.


📩Aqil.


I'm sorry I ruined a gift for you.


This time I screamed loudly. Why is all this happening to me. Why did Aqil do all this to me.


Bi Iyah entered the room because she heard my screams.


"It's...."


Bi Iyah looked very shocked by what she saw. The same expression as when I entered the room the first time.


"I really don't know this, Bi." I said with tears.


Bi Iyah approached and immediately grabbed my body. My body is still shaking with this incident. This time I can't possibly hide everything from Zefan. Gradually he will also know about the real Aqil.


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My gaze was still fixed on the ceiling. Bi Iyah was cleaning the main room.


Zefan entered the room without excuse. He saw me sitting limp on the bed.


Zefan hugged me, "You okay?" ask Zefan.


"I'm fine."


Even if I say it's okay. I feel so scared. This time I will report Aqil to the police. I'm tired of living a life full of puzzles.


"Do you know who sent it?"


"No." I hugged Zefan again, "I just want us to live happily."


"I know that. I'll report it to the police." Zefan pulled out his phone and called the police.


I calmly picked up the phone, "Zefan. No need, maybe this is just someone who hates us and just bullies us."


"No way, Al. This is already too much."


"Believe in me. This will not happen again."


Finally Zefan smiled. I returned the phone. I don't want Zefan to get involved with Aqil. Not wanting to lose, that's my only reason.


"Bi Iyah has finished cleaning our room. Let's go back."


I nodded quickly, "No. Tonight let me sleep here."


Zefan nodded with a smile.


"I'm sorry I made you come home in a hurry."


"This wife. I was very worried to hear this from Bi Iyah."


"I'm fine. What are you going to eat tonight?" I don't want Zefan to discuss this matter anymore.


"anything. I'm gonna take a shower, after this we'll have dinner together."


"Good."


Zefan came out of the guest room. I lied to my husband. If Zefan finds out, he'll forgive me. I'm too stupid on this. Aqil is still terrorizing me, just because of our childhood love.


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No words were said at dinner. Bi Iyah also came to eat with us as usual.


"Bi, please make me coffee in my room. I'm gonna go overtime at home."


I poured water for Zefan who had finished eating.


"If you're tired, just rest" I said.


Zefan received the glass, "I'm not tired if it's for you and for our future son."


Zefan stroked my stomach slowly, "Darling. Papa's working first." I didn't expect Zefan to do that in front of other people.


"Don't be too late."


Zefan nodded and then left the place to eat. Now it's just me and Bi Iyah.


"Know no, Non. Just this time I saw Mr. Zefan do this." Bi Iyah said it with a smile.


"Bi Iyah's. I'm ashamed of it."


"Not to be ashamed. Non should instead be happy, Mr. Attention and dear to Non."


I'm nodding. True also what Bi Iyah said, I must be grateful for the existence of Zefan in my life.


"thank you. Bi Iyah has cleaned my room."


"It's my job, Non. Now, Non has to take care of himself."


"Yes, Bi."


I helped Bi Iyah pack the dining table.


"Bi, I'll go to the room first. Take a break."


Bi Iyah nodded, "Non. How will the milk be?"


"Bring it to my room. Thanks again, Bi."


"Together Non."


Until now I wish Zefan didn't know anything. If I don't prevent Zefan from going to the police, I don't know what will happen.


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to be continued