Unplanned Teenage Pregnancy

Chapter 16's

Their marriage was not a relationship goal but a TRAGEDY.

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Since the 'karma' that befell him that night, Felix became more understanding of the Lira, he was also more patient and caring. Although sometimes he complains or at worst grumbles silently behind the Lira. Felix also learns from what Lira does when she vomits, such as massaging her nape and shoulders and not letting the Lira stand for long. The symptoms that the man had experienced were also milder now, he did not crave but every night his stomach would feel nauseous and would improve if his stomach was wiped.

Like tonight, after urgently dismantling a basket of clothes and fumbling under the mattress to find eucalyptus oil that Lira forgot to put where and finally found in the refrigerator, he said, at 9 and a half hours they were ready to sleep, Lira had also started stroking Felix's stomach but, the man's journey to his subconscious was interrupted by the Lira who began to taste. "Want to eat again?" I asked with my eyes still closed.

"Not to." Reject the girl lying on her back next to him, after all he also began to be immune to the feeling of cravings.

"Gue doesn't want to get angry with that kid anymore"

"Sate goat." Said Lira after a few seconds of thought.

With an annoyed grunt, the man got out of the bed, picked up his wallet and went straight to buy satay. Ignoring her disheveled hair.

"By late afternoon we ate." He muttered on the way. "Where is it again at this hour." Sorry again.

Why not just use food delivery? Come on their finances are not okay, to the extent that the postage which is usually 4 thousand or 8 thousand becomes valuable. Savings money alone is only the remaining 350 thousand of 1 million, as hard as they are not to use the money it must be used also if conditions like this.

The Lira's needs are at their peak and Felix meets the girl's will as much as possible. Because consciously the man admitted that he could not bear to let Lira hold back his cravings, let alone he had felt it directly. Plus Felix must be sensitive to buy kitchen necessities such as sugar and cooking oil or add money for daily vegetable shopping.

Don't ask how Felix suppresses his personal needs, he never again joined his friends hanging out in cafes or the like, never again taking bets, he never again, all types of games are no longer premium he rarely even plays it because it must be efficient quota, also rarely eat his favorite food such as Burger.

The man was aware that his body was getting thinner, how not, during this marriage he ate only a conscious to eliminate hunger that could not be held in the sense of being forced, he said, forced to eat food that is too as is there is no good at all in his tongue. All he did so that when the Lira wanted something he could fulfill it, so that when the kitchen needs run out he could buy it.

"More." Felix thrust out a plate of satay and started watching the Lira eating. Have you ever been happy just to see the closest people eating? That was how Felix was, there was a feeling of relief every time he saw Lira being able to eat the food the girl wanted.

"Cuman ate a skewer?" Felix asked as he saw Lira starting to wrap the satay back.

While the Lira only responds with a nod.

"If you know I don't buy it."

"Tomorrow can be eaten again."

"Dispose!" Ketus Felix's. "My tape, buy. keep not eaten. The money is Ra."

"But I said no."

"That's my son, isn't it? I keep feeling."

"Withfully? I know, I also cape a long time. It's not bought to eat." Felix ignored the crying Lira. "Where do I throw it!" Ketus Felix snatched a rough pack of satay from the girl's handle, then threw it out of the bedroom window.

Brakes

The sound of the wooden windows being snatched away was rough.

"Lix.a-I said I didn't have to." Said Lira trying to defend herself in the middle of her whimper.

"I was wrong. Not wrongly followed. Nurutin, you're gawking!" Felix's protest began to lay his body against the Lira and cover his entire body including his head with a blanket. "Please rub my stomach."

Don't ask Lira right now, "That's my son, isn't it? I keep feeling." The strands were still neatly arranged in his brain, Felix's voice uttering the sentence was still stuck in his ear. His heart was broken causing an infinite amount of pain, the sobbing that had to be held was making his chest tight, with tears growing more agile.

He was wrong, believing that Felix was the person who loved the fetus most in his stomach. The proof is only because a pack of satay Felix easily doubted it.

He was wrong, allowing himself to start hanging with Felix.

He was wrong to take Felix's apology seriously that night.

More patient than where? It's even worse. She realized that was bullshit, empty even the wind was disgusted to fill it.

Where is your consistency Lix?"

Felix and Lira are married, but that doesn't mean they're adults. More precisely they are forced to mature to face mistakes rather than fix mistakes. What should be repaired? Facing it is half gone. From the beginning it was clear their marriage was not relationship goals but TRAGEDY valid no DEBATE.

That night after weeping, at exactly 00:00 the Lira swore to herself to return to being the Lira she once was, she would not allow herself to fall asleep and rely on Felix, having to be independent does not bother others and acts as normal as possible like not being pregnant.

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This morning at 6 he was awake, choosing to walk out just back and forth from end to end of the alley, suppose you are going to the bus stop to get off school but now even earlier without a uniform for sure. Not without reason, Lira did not want Felix to hear him vomit, Lira did not want to be touched nape let alone massaged by Felix, anyway began all about him he had to face himself, he said, the proof is that the girl brought a piece of black crackle to her vomit spot.

It was only at the end of the alley that the girl began to feel nauseous and chose to rest on the sidewalk then slowly began to spit out her entrails, after which she resumed her path, and so on. Not infrequently the Lira raises her head to hold back the tears that have continued to flow since last night. The state of his heart was still the same as last night, the pain did not decrease at all and either time he healed.

The sun was increasingly revealing itself, the chicken porridge seller began to peddle his merchandise, the cake stand on the side of the road the alley began to be visited by buyers, the sound of heated motorcycles began to mutually agree. "Sir." Greet the middle-aged woman who passed him.

"Yes Mom. Come on, I'm first." Sahut Lira set her eyes with her hands glittering with sunlight and passed to a stall to buy various variants of instant noodles as an alternative if you are hungry.

Arriving at home, it turns out Felix was waiting for him on the terrace while wiping the body of the motor being heated, "Mommy has dropped off work. What do you want to eat?" Ask the man.

"Not to." Answer the Lira briefly.

"If I walk first. Want interview. Pray well." Said Felix who had climbed on the bike.

"okay." Sahut Lira's.

"Gu-." The man's edge was cut off, he spread his gaze across the terrace and the Lira was no longer there with the door closed.

"ASSALAMUALAIC." Shouted Felix and passed with his motorcycle.

While Lira stood behind the door and her cries broke as the sound of Felix's motorbike was heard away. The house was quiet to make him free to let out his stuffing until his body was tired himself finally, his head also hurt next door. Felix was just plain, ignorant, how could he forget the words that came out of his own mouth? if you forget the details at least remember the point. Was his words worthless last night? Or was it not the man who said it?

****, obviously it's him. Want to avoid what else.