The Foreign Softness

##Bab 5 Giving Kids to Others

"What

the one you're afraid of? Stella asked us to do this. Prison guard

also know, if you want to punish will definitely punish them especially

first!"

Stella's?

Before I fainted, Stella's words rang in my mind, "I will

make you live longer in prison, until you're old and dead."

Yep, yeah,

he asked the prison guards to incite the female prisoners who hated me to

torturing me at all costs. If I fight back, then it will definitely happen

brawl. The person who is looking for trouble will eventually get a time penalty

prisoner extended.

Moments

I realized the meaning of Stella's words, my eyes darkened and I didn't

I can open my eyes again.

When

I woke up, I was in the hospital. The prison guards were scared

got into trouble and reported to his superiors. Me and the kid in my stomach

finally survived.

With

look, the pregnancy I hid was painstakingly known to the police.

Matters

what's really ironic is that after Candra and I got married, I tried everything

such bitter medicine and all sorts of methods, but I still can't get pregnant.

After going to jail and getting divorced, I realized I was pregnant.

Foetuses

my stomach was saved, at the same time the police found a scar on the

all my body besides my face and my hands. The police were even more surprised

with a scar on my body.

Detainees

the woman who took revenge on me was punished firmly, I do not know the punishment

what they got because my body didn't allow me to leave

infirmary. The female guard also received serious punishment, he said

fired from his post.

I

asked the police not to tell Candra that I was pregnant, but the police

still trying to contact Candra. However, the information provided by

a cop who delivered the news was Candra said it wasn't

her child.

Him

to him. Besides, I was a vile woman who almost killed her lover and

her child. He won't want to have a relationship with me anymore.

Moments

the police said these words, I'm the one in the hospital room

heard it clearly. At that moment, my fingertips and heart trembled. My eyes

my heart and body feel cold.

Male

it was the man I once loved with all my heart, the man who

having sex with me when I was nineteen

before graduating from college, the man who always whispers touching words in

my ear. She was so heartless, the fetus in my stomach was blood

own meat.

In spite of

I don't want to be in touch with him anymore, it's still his son. He's not just

didn't want this child, he even told me to abort it.

He was this cruel act, my heart as if it had fallen into an ice cave. I

swear, Candra, as long as I get out of this prison, I never will

let you and Stella live happily.

Five

months later, I gave birth to a healthy and dashing baby boy through

caesarean section. However, as a prisoner I was unable to take care of the child. I

I was an orphan, so I have no relatives. I asked the police to

looking for parents for my son. A good husband and wife and both

have a stable job. The man had azoospermia and could not

childbearing. The boy was taken away by them.

I

just glancing at the boy for a moment, I remembered his stye little face,

the sound of crying and blue birthmarks on the child's thigh.

I

not leaving any mark to my son that can prove that

we are mother and son. I don't want any trace of Candra in my life.

Even though my actions were extremely cruel, I gave them to the old man who

he could love her, so she wouldn't have to suffer.

Cindy

I cried and wanted to take the child, but I didn't give it. Him

it is hard to support himself. Besides, this is a kid

Candras. How could I let Candra's son trouble my best friend?