Wounded Woman

Part 2

Happy Reading Gaes..

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It's Thursday morning, today I plan to meet my best friend. Don't forget to bring my little girl Allana who has now been neat with a bone white blouse suit not to forget I pout her straight hair.

"Mother, said ancel beyi yayah at the Mall," Allana's mouth made me raise my amused eyebrows I just nodded slowly comforting her heart.

I immediately prepared myself before I had left Allana to mother, so bothered to be a mother I admit it.

Which I usually always buy time now, let alone buy time for pup I once brought Allana in my sling.

It was true that at home there was no one. Mom is teaching, and dad is going to the garage justifying the car.

So inevitably I invite Allana, if you ask for the pleasure of a mother I have felt.

But not with the pleasure of being a wife, I have not tried it or at all do not want to.

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It didn't take long I was ready with a maroon dress suit not to forget my wedges. I glanced once again at how graceful I didn't look like a mother I still looked like why wasn't my age just 23.

And everyone wouldn't believe me if I said Allana was my son. Some lecturers and college friends know Allana is my son because during pregnancy I still go to campus.

"Well, how long is Agi?" Allana's small voice in the footsteps of my mother made me shake a little.

"Come on baby, let's go. Salim used to be with Oma,"

Allana grabs the mother's hand and kisses her slowly, "Bawain Oma, souvenirs huh?" Joking mother but Allana nodded enthusiastically.

After saying goodbye to my mother, we

Both leave. Allana sat on the right seat not to forget the seat belt I had installed. I slowly drove forward the car occasionally staring at the happy-looking Allana.

"Allana happy?" I asked as I stroked his head. My question only in reply nods also his sweet smile looks dimples Allana's cheeks that shadow the face of the man I hate so much.

Yep! Allana's face has similarities. Starting from brown eyes, sharp noses, small lips, dimples, and do not forget the dense eyebrow hair of the man all.

I'm lucky the baby blues didn't happen to me. So there was no reason to torture Allana because of that face. I really love Allana no matter the scorn of the people around the most important thing I can raise Allana without ever introducing that figure to her.

It only took me an hour, I was sitting in a cafe near the campus waiting for Monic, Gam, and finally Cherry.

These three are my best friends, Monic my Junior High friend. My sister from my first love. Cherry's a college friend but she knows me well over 3 years.

"Haii, cute baby tomats seketlebeh aaahh... Cini equals aunty," my daydreams crumpled with Cherry's voice appearing and instantly took Allana carrying her into his arms.

"What the hell is Che, the bat dah lebay!" Again the sound of Monic in the afterglow of Agam from behind.

"Al, you are so beautiful!" Praise Agam

"From there I am beautiful" I replied.

I don't like it when Agam starts teasing me, I'll end up being humiliated by him.

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After finishing, the discussion was then we ate not forgetting Allana who was still cool to play with Agam he Allana really liked Agam.

Here Agam is very fond of Allana, it is not uncommon for Agam with my brother to take Allana for a walk.

Agam brother of Mas Adji, he was my first love a man on a cruise. Mas Adji was my greatest heartbreak because after Mas Adji left me and I was looking for a cure my heartbreak thought he was as pure as Mas Adji was not.

Mas Adji is 27 years old at the moment, when I was in second grade Junior High. And Mas Adji was working until Mas Adji left me to marry another woman when I was entering high school.

God comforts my heart, after I got pregnant Allana I got word mas Adji divorced after 2 Weeks of marriage. And I'm still on good terms with Adji mas and Adji mas still harbors guilt he thinks I wouldn't be like this if he didn't leave me. True exists.

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"Sitting here, Nda," with the spirit of Allana dropped her butt on one long chair in the park without caring about Agam who ran after Allana who looked surprised by Allana's behavior. Regardless of the two pairs of loving men and women still turned my back.

"Allana is not polite. Excuse me first." I tried to commemorate Allana before then my gaze turned to look at the man with a filled body that seemed not disturbed by the presence of Allana because she was busy matching love.

"I'm sorry, mas. We num--"

Instantly, it was as if time stopped ticking along with the universe that stopped moving. I was stunned when my eyes found a face that was so attached to my mass.

The face that he had not been able to forget until this second, even last night he had cried for everything. Although time has rolled, eroding the dark memories in the past.

"Anything?"

Agam raised an eyebrow looking at me in surprise, because Agam did not know this man was the father of Allana. I ignored the woman who looked unhappy because I started a conversation with her man.

The man I called fitrah, furrowed his eyebrows and tried to remember something.

"Yes?" Asked wonderfully.

And the world seemed to be spinning so fast that it almost catapulted Almaera's body which was shocked at the question of the man before her.

He forgot, did he? That easy? Even last night I just cried over everything.

Almaera remained in a still position, in shock. That was how he felt now not caring about Fitrah who was widening a smile.

Let Allana sit down, regardless of the woman she is with.

"True I'm Fitrah. May I know what your name is?"

Fitrah started the conversation with a smile. However in contrast to Almaera who got such a question felt her heart there was a spear that struck so strongly and tore through her entire feeling.

I waited for you... That time. To this day.

A psychic who could read the disappointed expression of the woman before him. Fitrah immediately cleared her throat while improving her sitting position and grasping her hand.

"Eem. I'm sorry. 1 year ago I had an accident and I don't really remember what happened. But that was obvious when I opened my eyes. I feel that I am a fifteen year old teenager." Obviously and end the ruckus hoping Almaera can laugh.

Hearing the explanation from Fitrah I don't know, what action should Almaera. Pellucosa. What he feels. And how do I handle everything?

"Oh my God, help me!" Lirih Almaera in the recesses of his heart.

"She, Puyang yok!" Allana's small voice made Almaera wake up and nod. And Agam swiftly brought Allana into his sling and walked ahead of Almaera turning his body and began to walk after Allana.

"Eem. wait mbak."

"Yes?"

"May I know what is the name of Mbak and how we know du-"

"We're just old friends. Just an old friend," cut Almaera quickly.Rain spots immediately approached her clear eyes and she did not want to cry at a time like this.

Fitrah silently looked at the clear eyes of Almaera who began to glaze over.

"What was my son?"

"Yes." Yeah." Almaera nodded slowly.

"Very pretty, and funny." Praise

Deep in the recesses Almaera screamed, "He's your son bang! Your child!!"

"You don't look okay, is-"

"Mother, Ayok!" Almaera immediately ran away leaving a fitrah with her woman.

Arriving in the car, Allana and Agam were joking on the way Almaera was still cool to contemplate the incident a moment ago.

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Elsewhere, after delivering. Prilly's the woman he used to date. Fitrah went back to the apartment and sat on the guest sofa in her hand there was a whisky glass.

A soft voice, which he missed so much.

No way, he presumptuously he talks about longing? Even if it's true he doesn't deserve to say that.

Allana's? The name I prepared first when seducing Almaera to have that illicit relationship. What a beautiful name I would have prepared if I had a daughter.

The cry of fitrah bears witness to how painful it is to perform in front of the woman.

His throat was choked, remembering where Allana was in another man's arms.

Is correct. He would not be worthy to accompany a woman as good as Almaera or claim to be the father of his little daughter. That's a very embarrassing thing.

He was completely out of his mind to make the drama pretend to forget.

Fitrah had her head bowed on the couch after Isak, her cry that sounded so heartbreaking to anyone who heard it.

"I've kept my promise to myself to never bother you again. It won't."

The drama that happened earlier was deliberately made to hope Almaera thought the meeting was not a bad luck.

All he wants, Almaera is happy.

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Almaera was silent a thousand languages, engrossed in her thinking. And remember a few years ago. That guy's a lot of change.

The body that starts to contain, and the skin stays black is much different at the last meeting or when he forced a meeting after he knew I was keeping a child he didn't want.

"It's really up, Al." Ejek Agam with his kekehannya Allana was sleeping in the middle seat.

"He forgot us,"

"When does he still love, why wouldn't he ignore her for the sake of talking?"

"He doesn't remember us!"

"And you believe that? Could that be her drama?"

"I want to go home now" said Almaera, avoiding the debate that occurred because her heart and logic were at war at the same time.