Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Chapter 001: Finding Baby Jabang's Father

With Likta's chaotic feelings coming home, she requests a few days off from work. His body was so tired, his abnormal menstrual cycle made Likta calm down. However, it was slapped hard by the fact when the doctor said that her pregnancy had already counted twelve weeks.

Likta was sitting limp after coming home from the clinic, where she would be hiding when this happened. Finding the baby's father is impossible. Even she did not know the man at all, but somehow it seemed like there was a special attraction when she first saw him. And, through three days together, the period ter .. is not exactly the most beautiful because everything comes so suddenly and surprisingly.

The flashbacks of that tempestuous night swirled in the head, each cell nucleus of Likta's body pulsing uneasily. As if the heat of the awkward struggle was still left behind. He was stunned to imagine being left alone the next day, if in thought was indeed a folly. Without knowing the name, he was willing to give something most valuable.

Disappointed with yourself in the heart, Likta clearly does not expect to go through a pregnancy without a husband. From the beginning, he was not willing to demand anything from the man, but the baby in the womb has the right to know who the father is.

It had been three days since Likta had come to the places that the man might have visited, but the result was nil even the hotel attendant did not want to give any data about the reservation that night.

“Ta, how come, relax? Not working?” tanya Farida, sister of Likta's late mother. He put down a large pot of iced tea complete with a plate of boiled banana.

Farida slams down next to Likta, grabs the remote and searches for a gossip show on television. The latest news about the top artists began rolling, ranging from the case of KDRT to the happy news coming from the rising model—Violacea.

“Capek, Te.” Likta replied while pouring iced tea, she rarely had cold drinks, but this was another taste. There is a kind of desire that is hard to resist.

“Wah, don't-don't get pregnant, nih," murmured Farida.

Hearing the words of the aunt, suddenly Likta spouted iced tea from the mouth until coughing.

“His drinking-slows,” Farida said without turning her head. “If there is nothing, it is rare for an artist to decide to get married when his career skyrocketed again.” Continue to comment on the show being watched.

Likta was about to leave before she stopped seeing her future husband Violacea, she sat back down. His eyes fixedly on the charming face of the man named Tiarnan. The talk said that the two will hold an engagement in Bali first.

“Pantes rush, the candidate is handsome, and know not Likta, Tiarnan was included in the ten richest people in Asia. During this time rarely appear on TV, understandably living abroad. Uh, tau-tau smitten domestic artist. Fits them?” cerocos Farida is without a coma, while the nephew's chest beats faster, claustrophobic. “Eh, Ta, invited to talk too, even silent aja.”

“Hah?”

“Lah, do not connect, so occasionally watch the news so do not kuper,” said Farida while hand grabbing a boiled banana.

Likta ignored Farida's words, walking absentmindedly towards the room. Laying the body on the mattress with the position of the feet hanging. Now what? How could? Is that what he is, until he does not recognize the person he sleeps with? All questions are raging in the mind.

A beam of light flashed, Likta's fingers felt a soft touch as cold as ice. There were faint whispers in the ears. “Papa should know.”

Likta jumped out of her sleep, she was dreaming, was that her inner voice? Maybe Ayon—his father—had a solution to this problem. Ah, but impossible, his relationship with the father is far from good. The existing one later has a new nickname, in addition to the child of the unlucky bearer increased cheap women.

“Brielle, she might be able to help.” Without stalling for time, Likta rushed out of the room. “Te, I'm going to Brielle's house first,”.

“Ya, fitting home do not empty hands.”

“He'eh.”

The distance from Farida's house to Brielle's house only takes five minutes. Likta shut off the engine right in the courtyard of the house, then removed the helmet and pointed the foot to the front door.

“Bri, open the door, I'm outside .. okay.”

A minute hose of wooden doors was open. “Tumben absent?”

“I—later kuceritain.” Likta took on a woman of greater stature than him. Inside, she told him everything and gave Brielle an impromptu heart attack.

“Mana can fall, he is not wrong and how do I find his father,” said Likta weak.

“Yes, when do you want to get pregnant without a husband? Depart, I pay for the ticket. No matter that people will believe or do not mind back.”

After the decision was made, Brielle drove Likta to the airport the next day. However, my dear cannot accompany my friend.

Armed with information from social media Likta headed to the place where the engagement party Violacea and Tiarnan.

Unable to enter without Likta's invitation to sneak through the emergency exit, she walked quietly among several hotel officials and the event attendants.

Until when he arrived at a quieter place, Likta saw the wide back of someone who was sitting alone. The spark of longing corroborated Likta's notion that the man was the father of her child.

The man stood up, turned around to leave until he was still glued to the spot. Surprised at the presence of Likta, the woman he wants to forget for good. “Aware, Sirenan, this is an illusion!” he said to himself.

The other side of Tiarnan's inner self trembled violently until it remembered the first night of meeting Likta who looked so fragile.

Time in the car that night, a message came in through Tiarnan's phone, no writing, just a picture of a woman—maybe a girl—something jerked the deepest part of Tiarnan. As lively, Likta smiled sincerely there, a cheerful twinkle emanating clearly in her eyes. How can, people in this gentle manner be able to steal something that is not their right.

With complete confidence, Tiarnan ordered the driver to Likta's residence. As if fate guaranteed, the woman was seen walking while carrying a suitcase not too big. Like this moment, now and right in front of his eyes. Only this time it was different, Likta did not rub the cheek with the tip of the palm. The bruise did not stain his beautiful face.

Tiarnan was so troubled by Likta's tears back then, where would he go late at night? Meet the striped-nose men or the men she got from snatching people's property? Seeing that, various questions swirled around in Tiarnan's mind.

Over five minutes of waiting and getting impatient. At that time, he walked quickly towards Likta. And, a cat passed first in front of the woman. Likta's voice softened, seducing the hairy creature so as not to be afraid. Surprisingly, it was like having a special talent both of them were as if chatting. So attentive Likta took care of the cat, after being satisfied pampered the cat purred favorably in the cradle of Likta's clumsy fingers.

“Can I talk to you for a minute?” Likta disperse the reverie of Tiarnan.

“Who are you?” tiarnan said, the desire of the heart to stay more dominating than the rough tone of his speech. He sat himself back down, though the mind kept provoking him to leave.

“You mean? You're not too old to forget all our closeness, until that awkward night happens! I'm pregnant.”

“Lies.” Tiarnan rejected Likta's confession.

“I have proof,” said Likta steady, then took the white envelope from inside the tote bag. He threw the thing on the lap of Tiarnan.

“Who knows you slept with another man after me.” Tiarnan felt a sense of bitterness as the cursed sentence came out of his lips. He opened the envelope giving Likta with trembling hands. “After all we agreed not to take the relationship seriously at a glance.”

“Indeed, before there was a baby in my stomach, and I thought you should know. Well, but if you don't want to admit I can take care of it myself and don't try to take it one day from me.”

Tiarnan's eyelids widen, then reinsert the results of Likta's pregnancy examination into the envelope.

And, two reporters came out of hiding. “What's really this woman pregnant with your child?”

Tiarnan hurriedly grabbed Likta into the arms, protecting the woman so that her face would not appear in the newspaper or social networks.

“How about your engagement?”

“Cancel, no engagement!” tiarnan replied quickly, while dodging.