
Raisa is indeed an innocent girl, everything she does as she pleases. His mind was very short, for he could not bear the burden of suffering alone.
The next morning Raisa had just regained consciousness, she blinked her eyes.
Wishing he had already left the world, which was full of cruelty to him. He thought that he was already in hell, because a suicidal person would definitely not receive his spirit.
But why the air temperature is so cold, also why the room is all white. And her wrists were sore, in both visible bandages and intravenous needles.
Is hell as comfortable as this, being on a soft mattress and a thick blanket. Oh it deserves people to commit suicide if there is a problem, inner Raisa.
" Are you awake?" a male hoarse voice sounded from next to her.
Is it the angel of death, or the angel of the inquirer in the grave? Oh but this isn't a grave, like in a room. Raisa is still guessing her whereabouts.
Suddenly the middle-aged man who was usually called Arifin was standing next to him.
Oh no, Raisa's still in the world. He was still alive, and kept roaring in his ears. " I'm still alive."
" Risa, are you conscious?" asked Arifin who was standing next to him.
" Mr. Arifin, am I ..." The sentence stopped.
" Yes you're alive, I hope you don't do anything silly anymore" he stared fixedly at Raisa.
Raisa was crying, her voice filling the whole room.
" Huh, hmmmm." tried to cover his face, but both of his hands were helpless because the right one was on the infusion, and the left one on the bandage.
Tears began to flood down Raisa's smooth cheeks.
" Take it easy, you better drink it first" said Arifin who thrust a glass of mineral water at Raisa.
Raisa also received and drank it, as soon as the throat became wet and cool.
" Can you explain slowly about your problem?" asked Arifin who was sitting next to Raisa's bed.
" My A.." hesitates Raisa, but if she doesn't tell me maybe the burden will continue to grow.
" Will you hate me when you hear my story?" raisa asks trying to convince Arifin.
" What reason do I hate you?" ask Arifin back, because he does not know about Raisa's problem.
" My husband kicked me out, because the child I was carrying wasn't his?" raisa said sternly, trying to strengthen herself.
" then?" Arifin did not want to make Raisa sad, she just tried to listen to Raisa's complaints.
" I approached the person who got pregnant with me, but he went to France" Raisa said.
Arifin is furious with Raisa's story, she can't blame anyone for Raisa's incident.
" Why did you commit suicide?" ask Arifin.
" I'm confused, surely my parents would be embarrassed to hear that I was kicked out by my husband and pregnant with someone else's child." Raisa's crying broke again, deafening who heard it.
Arifin tried to be wise to hear Raisa's complaint.
" Can I ask you a question?" asked Arifin who was a little hesitant
Raisa nodded her head, indicating she agreed.
" Why can you get pregnant with someone else, but not with your husband?" he asked, "But I don't want to discuss more, because that's your problem. And I'm sorry if I've interfered." said Arifin.
" My husband's barren, and I just found out last night. Then I was raped by a man at my work place" Raisa said.
Arifin cries to see Raisa who keeps crying. So sad is the fate of Raisa, after knowing her husband's infertility, then expelled when she found out the child in her birth is not her child. It was not Raisa's will to get pregnant, all because of the brash and irresponsible depraved man. Arifin was furious, then he decided to accommodate Raisa in his house.
" No sir, what will people say if I stay with you?" reject Raisa.
Arifin thought again, it is true what Raisa said.
" Yes, I'll pay the rent for you to stay. Later I will finance all your needs" said Arifin.
" No sir, I'm not good. Later I can't pay for all your kindness." Raisa refuses Arifin's request again.
" Kum..." Arifin let out a heavy sigh, she was confused about having to help let alone.
" Or can you teach my son, as long as you can I pay him? Are you still rejecting my offer?" ask Arifin.
Raisa thinks, if Arifin's last request should he follow.
" Okay sir, I will do all I can to teach Beby" said Raisa.
" But you can't kill yourself anymore, you have to take care of your womb." Pinta Arifin, "And if you need anything, call me right away."
" Good sir." answered Raisa.
Then Raisa was approached by the sisters to check her condition.
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It had been nine months of Raisa's content, but she had never felt a craving. Like a normal woman who is not pregnant. He is so free to do his job.
Lives in a small contract, and all expenses are borne by Arifin.
Previously Arifin discussed with his wife, and the wife believed that Arifin was a loyal man.
Every morning Raisa has to prepare to work at a dance school. And in the afternoon he will attend college. If teaching at Arifin's house is not every day, Beby takes the schedule three times a week. However, his salary exceeds his salary as a dance teacher.
Either in Arifin's heart, she felt close to the child Raisa was born with.
" Mother Gulu, I brought a cake for the gulu" said Beby who was already at the door of Raisa's contract.
" Oh my God, Beby, you're really nervous. Very attentive to mother." said Raisa.
" Yes because I love the same adek here" said Beby while stroking the stomach of Raisa who had seemed very prominent.
His mind grimaced, others could love him very much. But not with her husband or Aldo who raped her.
" Thank you for the cake, and I'll eat at school. Now I work first." said Raisa who kissed Beby's cheek.
Beby escorted Raisa to the rented gate. Then Beby came home with his aunt on his mini bike.
Every morning Beby always delivers breakfast to Raisa by riding a mini bike.
Because the distance between his house and Raisa's contract was only a hundred meters. And that was Arifin's contract, but he said nothing. Fear Raisa refused again with her help.
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Nine months passed, Aldo's body grew pale and thin. No one knows about his illness.
There have been many great doctors brought by Vishnu. But it also did not cure his illness.
Whereas Aldo just does not ***** eat, and often nausea and vomiting.
Perhaps it was the cravings of Raisa, and not experienced by Raisa.
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