
In the cold of the night, only the ticking of the clock broke the silence. I sat on the floor, leaning on the edge of the bed. My tears kept dripping, soaking my fingers on my lap.
Since I entered the room, I have not budged from this place at all. Even a cup of tea made by Reza, I let it cool by itself. My heart hurts too much in the face of a reality that won't take my side at all.
Why, why should he? Of the many women who exist, why should he be the one Daniel chose? And again, why should it be so fast. The baby I had was not born yet, but why did Daniel turn away? Am I not worth anything in my life?
"Armghhhh!!" I screamed while holding my head. I ruffled my hair violently, no matter how painful it was.
"You're bad, Daniel! Wicked! You're such a dick!" I swear on empty air.
Then I hugged my knee, and I buried my face there. I shed tears, without sound. I don't know why these tears are still left, but I have repeatedly released them without rules.
"O Allah, why is this so severe a test that You have given? Forgive the servant who has lost his way, enjoying the contemptible without thinking of sin. But please, O Allah, give happiness to the servant" I said on the sidelines.
"Why do these feelings exist, if they end up in pain. Why should I feel love, why! Why!"
I screamed with all my might, until my voice echoed through the room. The cold of the night bears witness to how fragile I am. Either karma or trials, obviously all of this is very hard for me to go through.
I was getting late in the heartache, until there was nothing else I felt, other than pain and pain.About a long time later, a sense of tiredness approached me. Guiding the mind to rest and wander in a dream world.
_____
I blinked slowly, as the ringing alarm infiltrated the hearing. I fumbled to the right and left, looking for a blanket to cover my body. For some reason I suddenly shivered, it felt like the cold was stabbing in the bone.
My eyes opened perfectly, and I realized I was still on the floor. I took a deep breath, apparently last night I cried myself to sleep.
I stood up limped. This body feels very cold and painful, the head is dizzy, and the stomach also hurts, no matter what happens to me.
I lay on the bed, gently rubbing my stomach, in order to reduce the pain that is getting whack. I clutched the bolster beside me, it felt like I could no longer endure this pain.
My sweat was pouring out, wetting the dress I was wearing. With great difficulty, I grabbed the phone lying on the table. A lot of messages and missed calls from Mayra, but I don't care. I called Reza, and asked for her help.
"Za, help me!"
That's the only word I can say. My body is getting limp, even to hold a cell phone is not strong.
At a time when the pain was getting more excruciating, the sense of 'wanting to urinate' suddenly urged strongly. It forced me to move, even though this body was very weak.
"Oh my God, please strengthen me. There's no way I'm getting him out here" I whispered with a raucous.
I held my stomach, and I set my feet slowly. My left hand gripped the edge of the table for me to make a focus. I began to step, but unfortunately, my legs are not strong to support the weight of the body. I fell on the floor and could not stand.
I'm resigned. I'm gonna lay my head at the foot of the table. I let the water out where it shouldn't be. What can I do, I'm so helpless.
I lowered my head, as the warm liquid began to flow, and how surprised I was, as I stared at the fresh blood soaking my feet.
"No, what happened!" my screams in my heart.
"Kira! What's going on, Kirana!"
I heard the cry of someone approaching me, and I felt warm hands clutching my body. I haven't seen her face yet, my world is dark. I don't remember what happened anymore.
Seriate...