The Journey of Young CEO Love

Part 90's. Pack again

Time does not feel so fast passing, day after day changing, the clock turning, minutes and seconds passing making memories in each moment. Even 4 months already contain Ara at this time, his stomach that has begun to bulge makes him have to be more careful when on the move.

Ara sat in her living room, closing her eyes trying to catch her breath after cleaning her house. After becoming pregnant, she was already unable to do much heavy activation. Not only for fear of his son why-why, he who used to be active here now has to rest a lot because his body is tired quickly.

Ara took a sip of her saliva, today she somehow wanted to eat sweet food. During her pregnancy, only this time did she want something so badly. Ara looked at the window. The rain is still so heavy if he has to buy food, after all where he will get it at this kind of hour. Usually the cake sellers will be open in the afternoon at 5 to night and now the clock is still showing at 1 pm. And this time, he didn't want the cake. He wants to buy it.

"Patience, dear, we will buy," said Ara stroked gently her distended stomach.

Her gestational age is now 4 months, when checking her content and doing ultrasound, everything is going smoothly and there is nothing for Ara to worry about. The baby is healthy and grows well in her stomach. Ara's heart is touched whenever she remembers how her son's heart beats with her for the first time. There was a different feeling in his heart. Until now he sometimes still does not believe if there is a life that grows in his body.

"It's still raining, mama's afraid of lightning. We will buy it later, yes" he said again.

So far, he's managed to keep his wound tight. Although it is undeniable that sometimes the tightness is present when he remembers the events and the man who is the cause of himself is here now but he no longer cares, which he cares about only his son. His life was only about his son not anyone else be it Gio or the others.

Ara turned her head at the entrance as someone knocked on the door of the house. Immediately Ara got up from her seat and opened the door afraid if the one who came to visit was Aura because it was raining outside. He didn't want his brother to be cold.

Ara opened the door slowly but her forehead shriveled in confusion when she found no one outside her house. Ara looked around in confusion. Obviously he heard a knock but who knocked on the door. In front of his house there was no one at all. Ara who was about to come out accidentally kicked a white blue paper bag.

Again and again something like this. Yesterday a box containing dozens of photos of Gio and a woman, now let alone this. Ara let out a rough sigh then crouched down to pick up the thing and brought it in.

After sitting in her living room chair, Ara flipped through the paper bag and found a small note attached outside.

"For Ara, eaten yes"

-ken.

More or less like that the sentence written there. Ara frowned confusedly. Ken ? What is Kenneth Leondra? But how does the man know he's here and this place nobody knows about him, and why he bothers to send him something like this. Wasn't the man married, then why was he still bothering him. What Ara's big question now is, if Ken knows himself here it means Arsal and Gio also know where he is.

Ara let out a long sigh trying to dampen the fear within her. No, they're hostile so if Ken finds out he's here, he won't tell Gio.

Ara opened the contents of the blue paper bag, and took out a food box that Ara really wanted. A sweet martabak of chocolate cheese flavor. For whatever sake, Ara's eyes sparkled looking at him. This was the food he wanted from earlier. Ara swallowed her saliva staring at the martabak box. Should he eat it? But how did Ken know he wanted this food now?

Ara stared at the box, weighing whether she should eat it or not. After a few minutes, Ara made up her mind not to eat it. Ara who was about to throw away the food, paused for a moment and then sat back down to look at the box in her hand. Martabak was so seductive. He wanted that but this food was from Ken. Ara sighed violently. To hell with who sent him, he wanted it so badly. Immediately, he opened the food box and directly devoured it. A word that can describe the taste. Delicious, of course it's delicious. Ara who did want the food managed to spend a few pieces.

Ara leaned her back against the sofa backrest after finishing a few pieces of martabak and immediately gulped down her drinking water.

"Enak" he said so excitedly.

"Mama's son is not smirk?" his tan caressed his stomach gently.

"That's food from om, temen papa," he said again reviewing a thin smile. Come to think of it, Ara always mentioned the word papa to her son but whether it would do it again after his son was born or not. Ara breathed a heavy sigh. It's better to take a break than to think about people who don't necessarily think about it.

Ara moved from her seat about to go to the room to rest. But not yet his steps reached the door of the room, Ara stopped and grimaced violently. The pain he felt suddenly in his stomach. Ara stroked it gently.

"Relax baby, mama ate it mostly huh? We take a break, okay," said Ara slowly.

"Darling why?" asked Ara to her fetus as if asking the person who could answer her question.

"Don't make you afraid, hold on dear," he said softly. For God's sake this is very painful.

"Please" cried Ara loudly as the pain hit her stomach. Even the blood flowing more and more made her panic on her own. In his own circumstances and this kind of heavy rain, who would help him.

"PLEASE," he shouted again. Either someone heard it or not. He could only ask for help now.

"Prophey darling. Calm down, hold on, mama's trying to get help, "Ara's panicking isn't playing, not to mention the pain really makes her not strong. But how else, there is no other choice but to survive for his son.

"Oh my God, please. Mother, Father help Ara," he said as he pleased.

"This mother is sick" he said.

"The son of Ara will not be a reason, Dad?"

Like a fool who kept talking and asking for help, Ara was completely alone. He was scared and panicked not playing. His blood the more his pain came out the more he could not bear. Her tears flowing down her head meant that she was really scared. Afraid something might happen to her son.

"Please" he said slowly, very slowly.

Ara lowered her head rubbing her stomach that was getting sicker. She doesn't want her son to say anything, God please tell her that she's going to be okay. Ara cried in silence, she could do nothing. Even standing up he was unable to.

In the midst of that immortality, someone suddenly opened the door of his house and was surprised to see the condition of Ara who was drenched in blood.

"ARAAAA..."

...-To be Continued-...

Who is about to come???

What's Gio?? hmm time anyway???

Or Ken??

Or you......Any other options?? come on, who do you think is coming?.

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