WHO'S GONNA IMPREGNATE ME?

Dewi

Not a painful breakup, but a memory of him.

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"Dew, there's a lot I want to get to you."

They eat their favorite food. In a simple place, but Dirga likes it, especially accompanied by a woman he likes.

"About that, you're not serious, are you?"

"I hope you're not married yet."

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"It! drink up!"

Nelam coughed, then Dirga immediately gave him the mineral water in a panic. Nelam immediately gulped it down, then regulated his breathing.

"I already have a child."

Jamb..

It was painful to hear those words, to the point that his gulp stopped as it suddenly hardened. Dirga lowered his head, because this was what he feared, Nelam actually gave his love to others.

"Where's your husband?"

"There is no."

Now Dirga can breathe the air calmly, because there is a gap for him. It doesn't matter if Nelam is a widow and she is a virgin. The most important thing is, he can get Nelam.

'This feeling is too deep, that I can't just take you off, '" Dirga said.

"Say you want to wait for me Nel, one year I was there, even I can't hear from you anymore."

"I'm too busy in pain, I'm here trying to survive even when my days are hard."

"Did he leave you?"

"He's the one I'm most afraid of, he's the one who's irresponsible, he's the one who crushed me to pieces."

"So you're not going back to her?"

"Never, I hate him so much."

"But if you still love her?"

"I can't love her."

'Because there is someone I love, but I cannot defend this love, ' Inner Nelam.

Dirga grabbed Nelam's right hand. "I admire you, no matter if you're a widow, I'll be a good father to your son."

Nelam's tears welled up and then pushed Dirga's hand. "Sorry Dir, I can't."

Hearing those words made Dirga sluggish. "Maybe it's too soon Nel, we need time. I'm sure you haven't forgotten our memories."

"Because we're just best friends."

"Okay, maybe we are friends first, there will be time for us to feel comfortable again."

Dirga smile. "I haven't eaten this in a long time, in America I can't eat like that."

"Is the food there bad?"

"It's still good food here."

Nelam got up from his seat. "I have to go home, Dir, I'm afraid my son is crying."

Dirga got up from his seat. "I want to know your house Dew."

"Come, not far away."

"Shortly, I pay first" said Dirga.

Dirga stood near the chicken noodle seller, he looked at his wallet because there were only ATM cards and black-cards. Confidently, he thrust out his card.

"No change? Only twenty thousand kok," said the seller of chicken noodles.

Nelam chuckled a little and then offered his money. "It's Sir."

Dirga saw Nelam was in disbelief. "I'm so embarrassing, that you pay."

"No papa."

"I haven't been to the ATM yet."

"Udah yuk."

Dirga followed Nelam, when going across, Dirga held Nelam's right hand. "You want not, when you cross you continue to stand in the middle because on the left is the same right many vehicles."

"I almost got hit."

"I'm glad I chased you."

Nelam released Dirga's handrails. "But that was, when I was a kid, now I can cross alone, without anyone's help, I've been independent for a long time."

"Originally you can't be independent about love, you can't survive without love."

"If love is ultimately painful, why fall in love?"

"So you're too smart against my argument."

***

Aksa saw the tab, she was videocalling with the police. His smile was engraved, he laughed triumphantly at the sight of his uncle languishing in prison.

"Hi uncle Rayhan, how are you?" aksa asked in between her laughter.

"I'll tell Nelam that you raped him!" he screamed at the video call.

Aksa smiled disdainfully. "Unfortunately, for seven years, you won't meet Nelam."

"Review you! Look at my revenge later!"

Aksa looked down at his watch. "I don't have time to talk to corruptors like you, have fun there!"

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