Shinta Jonathan's

New Life Part 1

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5 Years later

Shinta opened her eyes slowly. Clutching the roll tightly do not want to get out of the comfort of the thick blanket that wraps it and the soft roll.

Comfortably. Shinta muttered as she closed her eyes again.

As if remembering something, he opened his eyes wide. He immediately rose from his sleep. Waving away the comfortable thick blanket was quick.

Huhhhhh... It seems it's noon. But again - no one woke me up. His grunt.

Shinta took off her nightgown and rushed to take a shower.

Shinta was ready to get out of the room. Unknowingly he stopped in front of the door of his room, this foreign feeling still enveloped his heart.

I've been here for five years, but it feels like a day. Everything feels foreign to me. His inner. Smiling delightfully. This isn't a dream.

Now he is at the Smith family home in suburban New York. A private house that is like a five star hotel. It was like a dream come true that this is where Shinta had spent time with Joe and Smith's extended family.

5 Years ago....

The Shinta POV

I'm glad I apologized to Rendra. At least I've said something that hasn't been resolved. About our complicated past. I'm a little relieved. Although it didn't go so well.

Rendra has changed. Not the Rendra I knew. A hundred and eighty degrees. His soft voice became harsh and cynical and his gaze was not as calm as before.

Yeah I know. It must be because I hurt him. I'm really sorry for hurting people as good as Rendra.

From now on I can breathe. Living my life with Joe and our son later. I can't wait for his birth.

Huhhhhh.... I breathed deeply. Joe had not come home yet. Maybe the job is not done. He's been really busy.

I stroked my stomach. I noticed it was this big. Like it's almost time. Ah, I'm pounding. I can't wait for him to be born.

I don't feel like I'm laughing. Must be funny. Joe must be happy. Especially mom and dad.

Will I stay in America with Joe? I don't know. He never asked about it either. But if I could I'd like to be here. In this house.

I waited until midnight for Joe. He hasn't come home yet either. I'm getting restless. Why doesn't he come home. What was? What's the matter? He didn't call me either. My anxiety continued to fill my mind

I tried calling Mr. Daren. Mr. Daren says Joe still has work to do. But my heart is not calm. Even though he came home late, he must have called himself. This time he didn't call but Mr. Daren called me. Although he went out of town, he would often call and ask about my situation.

Before leaving, Joe was okay. His attitude is also ordinary.

I woke up at three in the morning. Slowly, the door of my room was opened by someone. Yes, it was definitely Joe. He looks staggering.

I laid on his big body and I sat on the edge of the bed. His face was red and looked exhausted.

"Mas.." call me soft. While sitting next to him.

There is no lawfulness. He's tearing his body down. Staring at ceiling. I wonder why he's like that. The unpleasant smell from his body stung my sense of smell. What's this smell?

"Mas.." call me again.

"Where have you been all day?" tanyakanya. His tone felt cold with anger.

"I went to doctor Maya mas. Keep going home." I replied slowly. With a smile of course so that his anger subsided a little.

I jerked. Joe doesn't believe me. Does he know I met Mas Rendra? I'd better be honest.

"A-I met with Mas Rendra after meeting with doctor Maya mas. Sorry I didn't let you. I'm afraid I won't let you." I stammered. But what I said was honest but it freaked me out, too. After this I don't know what kind of anger he'll show me.

"You met him? What's for?" kettle. Joe pulled his body back to the head of the bed. He approached. Seeing a change in my face, maybe.

It was as if he knew that my body was shaking and wanted to shed tears. Fearful. The smell of his body makes me nauseous. He's done what he's done until he's like this. Or booze? I never knew he drank like that. He always lived a healthy life.

"I just wanted to apologize to him. That's all." I replied. Duck. "I'm sorry, mas. I.." I said again begging.

"You better let me know."

"Sorry."

"Am I weak with you so you're willing to be with me?"

"It's not like that. I just want to solve my problem with Rendra's mas."

"You always call him mas even if I don't like it."

Hix... Hix... Tangisku.

"What are you crying about? Don't cry in front of me."

"Hiks... I'm sorry."

"After this child is born, I will release you and bring my son to America. You're free to do whatever you want."

"What?! Mas, don't be like this. I beg you." I jerked. I reached for Joe's hand, pleading with tears.

"Your plea won't change anything. I've decided."

"Mas, don't separate me and my son."

"I know you don't want it. Be happy. Once me and this kid are gone, you can be free."

"No!" I shook my head strongly. I held Joe's hand strong. I put it on the chest. Begging very much so that mas joe would pull his words.

"You don't love me." whispered Joe. But I heard it clearly.

"Who said? I love you mas." I replied quickly.

"You lied." he said.

"Mas, don't do this. I beg you." My tears are pouring out non-stop.

Without seeing my cries and pleas, Joe stood up and went to the bathroom. I threw out my hand that was holding him.

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