Wife On Paper

Chapter 214 Little angel

What jobs can be obtained from a high school graduate? Ara thought hard in her break. His eyes were closed, his body also felt tired but his brain did not want to be invited to compromise.

Times like now High School graduates are looked at one eye. Despite having experience as an assistant from Adrian, of course, because there is no written evidence from her husband's company, it will further complicate her.

Ara remembered that she still had savings. Some of Adrian's living money used to be saved because the man gave him too much. Not to mention credit cards and some cash for other purposes. But when he left, all the facilities he left. Ara felt that was not her right anymore. And if he does not immediately look for a job, it is certain that his savings are getting depleted.

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"Son, you haven't eaten since morning. Come outside!" call Fatimah's mother soft.

"Yes mom. A moment." Ara got up and sat for a moment in her bed. The woman felt her head heavy, definitely the effect of the length of time she cried from yesterday to today.

"Your face is still pale, are you sick?" Ms. Fatimah was immediately worried to see the state of Ara. Pale on the beautiful face of the foster child was still not gone, but Ara had long enough to rest in the room.

"Maybe I'm exhausted, ma'am. I'm fine, just a little dizzy too." replied Ara putting on her smile.

"Eat and take this medicine, after which rest again. Tomorrow if it's not good we have to see a doctor," advises Mrs Fatimah feels warm in her ears. This woman never lost her attention. Suddenly Ara misses Esther's mom and Lina's dead mommy. People who love him with love.

"Mom don't worry, I'm just tired. Tomorrow must have been strong again," said Ara to calm the mother of the home that she had considered her own mother.

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Waking up early in the morning, Ara jumped into the kitchen to help prepare breakfast for all residents.

No half-hearted, the residents of the orphanage that reached hundreds of it certainly need food that is not small. Added with its managers. If the manager who used to only amount to a dozen now has dozens of people.

Actually, Sri forbade Ara to come to the kitchen, because the condition of the woman had not recovered properly. His face was still pale despite the fact that several times the woman showed a happy smile to cover up.

Seeing all the children of the residents of the orphanage welcoming him well made Ara excited. The laughter of the little creatures that almost all of them had no old man was slightly treating his overcrowded heart. Until he can forget for a moment the problem that surrounds him, also the face of Adrian who all night shadowed him.

"Mom, after this I want to find a job. I don't want to be your burden" Ara told Fatimah's mother as they enjoyed their morning breakfast.

"You're so stubborn, son. Remember, you never trouble us. This is your home too. But, if that's your decision, it's up to you. I hope you are careful and do not just accept the job," said Mrs Fatimah with a worried look. The old woman resumed eating the morning.

Today, Ara went around looking for work. Certainly not a cool job in the office like he had once got, because it was impossible. It is certain, if he will lose to the graduates.

But he can do anything as long as it is halal to survive. She can be an office girl or shopkeeper with her diploma. Or any job that might not even need those letters.

So long walking, changing taxi and taxi almost all the places he went to, only suggesting to leave the application file. There are no job openings in their place but if you want to enter the application, of course they still accept.

It turns out that finding a job is this difficult. Why Adrian even made her as his personal assistant with ease first, but the man knew if Ara was a girl with zero experience at that time. Moreover, his status was a prisoner as well as a personal assistant. Very impressive.

Ara kicked her original shoes. Currently he was in the park for a moment to take a break from his long steps this day. He thought of a way to get a job faster. Surely so that he can immediately move from the orphanage that raised him.

Ara was afraid that her husband would suddenly arrive at the parlour and look for her. The woman didn't think that far yesterday. Given back what her husband had given her to the home where she grew up, sooner or later Adrian would have visited there even without her.

After Ara left the next place she looked for a job and got the same offer to leave the application, she dropped the intention of leaving the file there. Come to think of it already almost 15 applications he left with the same reason. And everything is like just an empty promise rather than outright rejection.

Ara went home empty-handed. Even so, the woman promised herself to fight back to get a job tomorrow.

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After his mood calmed down, Adrian contacted Mela. His wife's best friend, who now also has a career in a company off the island, is shocked to hear that Ara is leaving Adrian because Mela thinks it will never happen to see the depth of Ara's love for her husband.

The girl even had time to scold Adrian by saying if the man was not wise to look after his best friend until he could fail and leave.

2 Months passed, and,

Adrian drowned in his busy life and search for his wife. He is a robot who does the same thing every day. No passion or happiness colored his life. Moreover, his eyes were cold, as if making anyone freeze made. Adrian is back to being as private as ever, cold and without empathy.

The man has done a lot of things. Contacting the home where the wife came from, asked Mela and hired the services of private detectives to look for her in all corners of Jakarta. However, he lost track of the woman he loved.

Moreover, Ara's last message was always attached to her memory. He didn't want Adrian to look for him. So it is likely that if the woman is found, she will still refuse to return. It would be more painful for Adrian than, to be left without news like this.

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"Can't, Mom. Tomorrow I go in the morning, it'll be too late to leave here. I'm fine, mother don't worry too much" Ara gently rubbed the back of the hand that fondly stroked her hair. It is this wrinkled hand that is credited with making it as strong as it is now.

"But look at your pale face. Looks like you're really sick. Have you gone to check on yourself?" Fatimah put the back of her hand against Ara's neck. But he did it earlier. That woman doesn't believe in herself.

"I'm okay, Mom. Just take medicine, rest for a while must have been refreshed," Ara refused. He has been getting tired lately. But by taking medicine and resting he was refreshed, although tomorrow will be repeated again. It seems he is not used to working after a long time pampered by the husband just being at home. That's what Ara's thinking.

"Alright be careful, let alone it's night," said Fatimah's mother who drove Ara up to the gate.

After kissing the back of Fatimah's hand, Ara walked forward waiting for the taxi she ordered. Fatimah's mother turned around to enter the parlour as the cold night wind began to torment her body.

Bruk!!

The loud sound of a bedebum shocked the old woman who had not been far away from her last place to part with Ara.

Turning with a heart shrouded in anxiety, Fatimah slightly accelerated her pace. The security guard who sat in his post until he stood up in astonishment at the hasty steps of the head of the parlour.

"Mhkk ... Oh my goodness ... Sapn ... Sapto help mom!" What was feared Fatimah ma'am happened, Ara collapsed limp in front of the gate. The old woman called the security guard to help her.

A month more did not meet making the head of the parlour aware of Ara's body changes. Ara's body was smaller and her face looked lethargic.

"Hurry up and get the car out! We're going to the hospital now!" the edict of Fatimah who had given her lap for where Ara was leaning. The head of the parlour looked panicked at Ara's condition.

"What's up, Mom? Oh my goodness ... Ma'am!" b

Bu Sri who came because he heard the cry of Fatimah came in shock.

"Pick up a mother's sweater for Ara, Sri. The weather was this cold, and he didn't wear a jacket here." The scolding was loud even though he knew Ara didn't hear it.

"Let's hurry!"

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"When was mom last menstruating?" ask the doctor who is still lying in the hospital bed. The woman was still feeling dizzy and decided to lie down even though she had been examined.

"I forgot, Doc when exactly." Ara massaged her temples slowly. The woman answered without opening her eyes. "It looks like I'm late, but it's commonplace because my cycle is long Doc." The woman strengthened her statement.

Because many things are disturbing to think about lately, Ara until not aware she has not menstruated two months. Yesterday his stomach did hurt when he used to lift heavy weights, he thought maybe he was almost there months and apparently not. Maybe his stomach was just a protest for being late to eat.

"We're USG, right?" the woman's doctor looked at Ara for permission.

Ara opened her eyes. "Why on USG Doc? Doctor suspects I have a malignant disease? But my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, Doc. This look is okay." Ara who suddenly panicked massaged her stomach to make sure and gave evidence to the doctor who examined it. Even when he came, he complained of pain.

The doctor just smiled. Then apply a little gel on the patient's stomach.

"Only examination is necessary, ma'am. Don't worry" the doctor said.

"You're married?"

"Su-of course you have, Doc," replied Ara nervously. This woman suddenly recalled her husband. I don't know what their current status is, husband and wife but not together. He must be strong anyway.

"Mom, see there's a small circle on that monitor?" The doctor directs the cursor toward a small, slightly transparent circle.

"yes Doc,"

"That's the baby's future mother. It's 14 weeks old,"

"What, Doc?" Ara's eyes were perfectly rounded hearing it. A baby? There was a baby in her stomach. Isn't that what he and Adrian have been waiting for all this time.

Rubbing his stomach softly that has not been so obvious, Ara said in her heart. "What a pity your fate is, son. You were there when mom left your dad,"

But a second later, Ara regretted her words. Nah! She will be determined to raise her baby alone, and keep the figure of Adrian recorded in her memory all this time.

How could he not be aware of the presence of the little angel. It's been 14 weeks, and that means it's been two months. It was just so hard to swallow his food. Also often dizzy and pale, apparently this was the work of a small creature that he missed his presence.

I'm pregnant, Mas. There's him we've been waiting for all this time. I promise to take good care of it. Hopefully there will still be a soul mate between us, even if for a while and even though I don't know how long it will come. Ara rubbed her flowing tears and held the painful sobbing in her nose. He must be strong. He did not want to look weak in front of his family, all the residents of the orphanage.