Replacement Uterus.
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FOLLOW THE AUTHOR:NIS3263.
HAPPY READING'S.
"hello" a little boy walked over, wearing a little dark marron-colored hoodie.
"Hem"the little girl with shoulder-length brown hair turned towards the little man, a thin smile etched on the little girl's face.
"You live here?"the little man pointed towards a building, the mother's loving orphanage, the inscription there.
"Yes, I'm an orphan" the little girl replied softly, her beautiful face belonged to her bowed lethargic.
"Why sad?isn't it fun here, is it?many friends here?"the little red man sat next to the girl.
"But I want to be like the other kids, parents" the little girl named Ayana looked down, her eyes back in tears.
"I know, but don't you still have any luck living in this parlour, out there a lot of people who don't have a place to live, just to eat they have to work hard" the little man clasped Ayana's hand,assures Ayana that her life is better.
"But, I'm so curious to know who my father and mother are?why did they throw me out?"Ayana sobbing.
"Sometimes there are better things we don't know, than we know but it hurts, we're too small to understand adult problems" she just nodded slowly.
"You want to be my wife if we're grown up" the boy stalled a necklace, with a star pendulum in it.
"Married, but Aya is still a child" Ayana muttered softly.
"I'm a kid too, can I ask you something?why are you sad!everything's okay, isn't it?"the little boy asked Ayana slowly.
"I'm just wondering, who are my mom and dad?I really want to know?I also want to know why they dumped me?"Ayana muttered softly, her tears dripping down slowly.
"You're a really pretty girl, your cheeks also look cubby, you better not know the reason, sometimes the answer must hurt" the little guy clasped Ayana's hand tightly.
Present-day.
"Yes!"The girl with the hijab tosca turned her head, too much daydreaming about the boyhood man she just didn't know his name made her job so neglected.
"sorry"
Ayana Febrianti diamond, a beautiful girl with light brown eye beads that are very different from the native people of this country.
His face is pale, his tiny lips colored peach, nose-nosed mancung, surely many people will immediately know that he is not a native of Indonesia.
Orphanage love mother.place ayana stay for approximately 22 years, growing up as orphans makes Ayana so missed her parents.
In the meeting at the door of the orphanage, with an unclear identity, sometimes often makes Ayana wonder who her parents are.
Ayana.his gentle attitude, as well as polite speech, make many people like her.
"Well, where are you going to work now, son?"a woman with a long headscarf approached, the owner of the orphanage love mother.
"Yes, it's been accepted to work, at one of the boutiques so you don't worry" as usual, Ayana commented on a gentle smile.
"Mother must leave immediately"Ayana picked up a small bag next to her, a bottle of drinking water, and a packet of bread.
"Be careful"Ayana nodded, kissing the back of her wrinkled hand.
"Ayana's spirit"Ayana encouraged herself.tidied the hijab, slowly Ayana out of the orphanage area.
The sun was starting to get hot, Ayana repeatedly saw the clock in her hand, it was already noon.
At the end of the bus ride by Ayana arrived at the destination, after paying, Ayana as quickly as possible entered a large building.
"Huh fortunately not too late"Ayana began to work on her duties, entering a special room, where many clothes were piled up.
"Yes! please put it on the mannequin!"a woman who served as the head of the boutique shouted from a distance.
"Every senior"Ayana immediately took the dress in question, put her on the menekin.
The day began to run into the afternoon, the time the boutique where Ayana worked to close.
"Where are you walking?"a senior came over, carrying a large white pouch.
"Yes why?"Ayana answered politely, her eyes glanced at the large pouch carried by the senior.
"Ah no, I just want to leave this for the children in the orphanage, Alhamdulillah my husband got sustenance"senior gave the bag to Ayana.
"Thank you" Ayana briefly.
"Be careful senior" Ayana's eyes on the senior who had walked away, did not forget Ayana waved her hand.
"Alhamdulillah,rezeki the children"japana got into the bus.
As soon as he arrived at the orphanage, Ayana frowned slightly in wonder, seeing a white car parked beautifully in front of the terrace of the home.
Who yeah?.Ayana.
From a distance, Ayana could see a middle-aged woman seemed to be busy chatting with mother.
"Assalamualaikum"salam Ayana.
"Wa'alaikum sallam, already home son, immediately clean up"Ayana nodded.when the middle-aged woman looked at her, Ayana just lowered her head full of respect.
Ayana walked slowly towards her room, suddenly her steps came to a halt.A man with a firm posture, wrapped in a white pres body shirt, stood back to the window.
Handsomest.
Ayana smiled faintly because of her own thoughts.
Ayana again continued her journey to the room.bathing and cleaning, not long she came out using black pants and black T-shirts, as well as a hijab that always covered her head.
"Ayana sit here baby, your friend wants to talk to you"Ayana glanced here and there, then chose to sit next to the mother.
"He's Ayana huh? I last met when he was 5 years old, it turns out he's grown up now"
Ayana increasingly frowns her forehead.In the heart of the question after question pops up, she feels she has never met these mothers.
"Ma, I'm sorry" a man Ayana saw coming inside.
With the hair in a neat layout, the cheeks are printed clearly when he smiles, the ginsul teeth that make it sweet, plus clean skin and a firm jaw.
In a few seconds Ayana was fixated, she rarely looked at the opposite sex for a long time, but this man has an aura that is able to make anyone fascinated, even Ayana Febrianti diamond.
"No problem, I love Ayana, and Ayana knows she's Aunt Bayu's son"
Ayana only commented on the sweet smile when the man greeted her, nodding his head.
"Well, can you take Bayu around?"Ayana obviously frowned in wonder, unusual for her mother of the parlour to ask her to accompany visiting guests.
"You can talk and get to know each other" the confusion increasingly struck hearing the words of the mother of the parlour.
For the sake of her respect and courtesy, Ayana immediately stood up from her seat, inviting the man named Bayu to take a walk.
"Well, how long have you lived here?"
"Twenty-two years"Ayana answered.
"Very long, have you not missed your parents?are you separated from them?or someone kidnapped you"
Sweet, friendly and generous smile is the type of Ridho bayu Pradana, a man who is often nicknamed a high-class playboy.
"I never did, I never had a bad idea of god's destiny"Ayana just sniffed her shoulder resignedly.
"You're beautiful"Ayana was just silent, her eyes didn't seem to twinkle the slightest happiness, she just stared blankly at the orphanage children running around the yard.
"You are too easy to say words of praise" at the end of that is the reply that came out, Mr. Ayana.
"Do you know the reason why my mom and I came here?"Bayu blocks Ayana's steps, standing right in front of the beautiful girl.
Ayana clearly frowned confused, suddenly her head turned dizzy, in seconds her footrest felt hollow.
"We're in a soul mate, right"
"Oh"
Whats?Bayu was flabbergasted to see Ayana's response, the girl seemed to have known from a long time, so she looked very relaxed, even completely relaxed.
"You don't seem surprised Miss Ayana?"Ayana just commented on the sweet smile.
"I have known since the age of twelve, from there I was taught to love only one man, that is the man who has the status of my soul mate later"
Ayana already knew that she would be in a match with the landowner's son from the orphanage, so she was not surprised.
"So you love me"Woodu reviewed a grin.
"Take it that way"Ayana answered indifferently, still looking towards the man who would be her husband.
"Good, I never liked the slightest bit of rejection" the voice from Bayu suddenly turned very cold.
Without a word, Bayu immediately died Ayana who was still fixated because of a drastic change in Bayu's attitude.
How could the man who was being nice and nice turn cold.
Ayana could only lean her body against the wall, tears dripping down.
She begins to grieve her destiny, dumped by her biological parents, lives in an Orphanage with no clear identity, and must now marry an unknown man.
"Ayana, this is life you can't give up easily" Ayana muttered softly, holding her chest.
Ayana sighed, walked quickly following the baby's footsteps, her footing still felt lame, she was going to marry a foreign man.
"You've been chatting with each other" the mother of Bayu commented on the happy smile.
"Yes ma"briefly bayu.
"Darling, do you know who he is?"the mother held Ayana's hand tightly.
"The man who is in a match with my mother"Ayana looked towards Bayu, her gaze turned blank, not as soft as before.
"You know baby, tomorrow is your marriage contract"Ayana took off the hand of the mother of the home, she was quite surprised.
"Tomorrow!"Ayana stood up from her sitting, walked away towards the room, she felt her opinion was not appreciated.
Oh my God, is it so hard to live in an orphanage?, not have biological parents?Am I really that despicable? my opinion is not appreciated here.
"There's no point in her crying"The wood went into Ayana's room, staring sharply and coldly at Ayana, her future wife.
"Ayana, you know this is life, tears are also useless" Bayu sat next to Ayana, her gaze was very soft, but implied hatred in her.
"I can't resist, but why is this too fast" Ayana looked directly at Bayu's bead.
"I don't care!tomorrow ready not to be ready, ready not to be ready you have to be my bride tomorrow"Wayu gave me a paper bag, containing a white kebaya, as well as some jewelry.
"You know, tomorrow you'll be completely mine" the wood whispered right by Ayana's ear.
"Yes, I'm just an orphan" Ayana turned away.
After the door closed, Ayana quickly covered her entire body with a blanket, the multi-storey bed has not been filled by children, making it easier for Ayana to continue sobbing.
What is difficult is being an orphan.ayana must constantly obey the wishes of the mother of the home.
Including his biggest decision in life, namely getting married.make a serious relationship with a man who should be his choice.
But what, Ayana could only sigh.she could not do anything including refuse, the services of the mother of the parlour to her was very great.
Ayana's tears are constantly flowing, she really feels hate with the circumstances, the circumstances that really urge her to be okay.
"Do I not deserve to be happy?"Ayana looks up.His netra turns teary, remembering soon he will soon get married.
# Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wa barakatuh.
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