Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 16 Prevention Efforts

"I'm sorry, Lan. I know I'm a jerk. But I still love you, Lan. I accept you for who you are and promise never to leave you." Ryo said to me regretfully for not being able to protect me.

Regardless of what Ryo said, I immediately left the Police Station. My mind is only one, I have to get the results of that visa from Mom.

I drove the bike with a troubled mind. By the time I got home it looked like the sun had slipped on the western horizon. I immediately searched for the whereabouts of my mother. Apparently he was in his room, sitting leaning on the bed rest while chewing something and observing his phone.

Instead of making small talk, I went straight to my mom, "Mom, where's the visa from the hospital?"

"I burned it. You don't need that letter, all you need is to marry Deni. Last morning while you were sleeping Mr. Darma came here, and said Deni was willing to marry you after you graduated", replied my mother casually.

Hearing my mother's statement, my knees went limp and fell on the floor of my mother's room. I could only murmur as I sobbed, "I don't want to, Mom. I don't want to. I hated Deni even before that damned thing."

I don't want to give up on forcing me to marry Deni, "Your mother is tired of living poor, Lan! The work that your father is proud of is useless! Now your father only lives by name because of his work! What did he leave for his wife and children? Just poverty, Lan! Your father is very proud of his status. Sok being a country hero, but a loser for his own family!"

I don't understand why you linked what happened to me to my late father. Perhaps it was the expression of the mother's heart during bearing the burden of her own life all this time. I'm in no mood to accept a father I'm proud to call a loser. With those nagging eyes I looked at my mother, "Don't ever dare to insult Dad! Until the end of his life, he always loved me!" my sergeant. I can no longer face my mother. I went out of his room and slammed the door shut.

I went into my room weakly. My energy feels drained. I cried while bowed down, crying for justice that now felt increasingly distant. In the midst of my lamentation, I suddenly remembered Miss Evi's lesson last time about ****free. She once mentioned the danger of ****free being an unwanted pregnancy. I was struck by that memory.

What if I'm pregnant? inner fear.

I recall the pregnancy prevention described by Ms. Evi. Especially for victims of violence*****al, the victim has the right to be prescribed morning after pill a maximum of 72 hours after the incident.

I'm woken. I need to get that medicine right away. I don't want anything worse than this to happen to me. Immediately I grabbed my mother's motorbike key lying on the television table, my goal was the hospital where I had a visa. I went back without saying goodbye to my mother. It was already dark when I drove the bike I was driving.

A middle-aged male doctor was sitting at his desk. With a friendly smile, the doctor invited me to sit down. Then I sat across from his desk.

"Some one can help, Miss....Wulan?" he said while checking my registration card.

"I'd like to be prescribed a morning after pill, Doc. I'm a rape victim. Early this morning I have done a visa examination", I replied directly to the subject.

The doctor was surprised by my words. The doctor gently asked, "The visa results exist?"

"Burned by my mother. My mother did not allow me to extend the rape case, and wanted to make peace by marrying me to the perpetrator", I replied with a bow.

There was a sad tone as the doctor spoke to me, "I feel sorry for what happened to Miss Wulan. It's just that I'm sorry I couldn't be of much help. Prescription of morning after pill only if eligibility is met. Result of the visa and or letter of determination of the case by the police. Again I'm sorry".

I looked at the doctor with a look of despair, "But I don't want to get pregnant, Doc? What will be my future if I get pregnant?"

The doctor just nodded sadly. "Let's pray that this possibility doesn't happen. God will not give trials beyond the limits of His servant's ability" the doctor advised me.

I came out of the doctor's office in a daze. Various feelings raged in my chest. Scared, sad, worried, angry, disappointed. What should I do if I'm pregnant? Do I have to have an abortion? But where and how?

With a gloomy feeling Wulan returned home. Along the way and every day for some time to come, Wulan could only pray that what she feared would not happen. Will God grant the Wulan prayer?