The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
A question for reality
Time keeps moving.
Two weeks have passed.
Kenzie and Gavin, along with Nilam, have yet to find Hana. Hana's home village, the airport, the station, and almost all the places they've been laying. But the results are still the same, nil.
Awalna Kenzie will tell all his stupidity to both his parents, as well as Hana's small family, after the girl he managed to find. But the longer, the guilt, the more tormenting it, as search results that still do not show a bright spot.
Until finally, with all the confidence he had fostered, he decided to tell everything to people related to him and Hana.
Gathering those people in his main house.
And here's the result....
"Hana .... My daughter...." Purely unable to endure her cries. Immerse his face in the chest of grandfather Usman.
Everyone involved in the conversation had the same face. Surprised hard-lined. Kenzie's story is really hard for them to believe. Except for Gavin and Nilam who already knew.
"Based on a brat! I've never modeled such depraved deeds on you, Ken!" Kevin's emotions are overflowing. His face was already thickly flushed in growl.
"Quiet, Dad. Keep your emotions." As cool as an oasis in the desert, no look of hatred and no anger, Dalia remained calm. Although deep down, he also felt incomparable disappointment over Kenzie's indecent actions. But the sense of compassion born from heartbreak because of the reality of blood, makes it quite understandable the miraculous actions of the beloved son.
"I'm sorry, everyone. Especially to you, Pure Aunt. I really had no intention of venting my disappointment at Hana."
Regret, it's quite taboo for a wound that's already broken.
Purely, Hana's mother was still in her pill cry. If he could, he would like to vent all his anger, scratch Kenzie's face or douse him with water, but the fact that the man had saved him and Hana many times, made him a ketjoa trodden. Shouted in silence.
In addition, the cruelty he had done to Nilam who in fact was his sister Kenzie was also unable to make him rebel. Too piled up his mistakes, when compared to what now befalls Hana. Only the circle that has bred the river is now only able to be voiced.
Possibly karma?!
I think so.
"We'll try to find Hana. And Kenzie will definitely be responsible for what he did, Madam Pure. Please forgive my son's mistake." Dalia airs, with all regrets.
"We've forgiven her, Mrs Dalia. I also appreciate his honesty. For now we just hope, Hana can be found quickly." The wise voice of Usman's grandfather.
"Thank you for your authority Mr. Usman." Dalia was grateful.
"I'll try to find him, Cake." Kenzie. Although that belief still felt faint.
...••••...
Somewhere, Hana, who is trying to start her new life alone without the company of her family, is now getting used to it, even though longing always attacks her without permission.
In addition to Grandpa Usman, Pure and Nilam, Hana also misses the man. The man who made him submit to stupidity.
Kenzies.
His gaze was fixed in one direction. His hand holds a lap that is now being used to clean the table that has just been in the visitor's residence.
"Hana."
The sound and clapping on his shoulders made him flinch. "Dirty."
"Why daydream?" The man asked softly.
"No, I'm fine."
"really?"
"All right." It seemed like so much burden within him, Inner Jian.
Just as her foot was tracing a few steps, Hana fell silent again, she felt something unpleasant inside her. He held that flat stomach. And ....
Huek .. huek .. huek....
"Hana, what's wrong with you?" Jian approached the lightning.
Running towards the toilet, it seemed like Hana wanted to spit out the contents of her stomach.
If you vomit the stomach contents, it means the stomach is also spewed. Really no?
Following behind, Jian with an anxious face. Hana keeps hooting in front of the sink. All the food that goes into the stomach is spewed back out in a different form. His face began to pale.
Till....
THE GEP...
As if dejavu, Jian grasped the frail limp body's reflex. Hana fainted.
"Yes, God, Hana!" Without babibu, as cool as Zorro, Jian leaned on Hana's weak body, a la bridal style. Take him directly to a room that Hana lived in with Ami.
Seeing that, Ami the chef as well as Jian's best friend approached in a hurry. "What's wrong with her, Ji?"
"So he was vomiting. His face was pale, then fainted," Jian explained. Hana was laid on a medium mat without a bed in the room. "Am, please call the clinic doctor who is at the end of the road. Ask him to come in here."
"Okay, Ji." The tomboy girl passed as fast as the turbo.
Jian occupied himself beside Hana who was drooping in his silence. The head of the woman was soft. "What truth is hiding you? Why don't you keep opening up to me?" Lining up questions that are unlikely to reap answers. Hana's still faithful in her tight valve.
A few time lapse.
"Here you go, Doctor. Please check the situation." Ami came in. A female doctor followed behind him.
"Excuse me, let me check first" the doctor asked.
"Please, Doc." Jian shuffled and stood beside Ami. Observe every motion check that the woman did.
The stethoscope had her neck back on. "He's very pale" he murmured.
"How, Doctor?" Jian asked curiously.
"My initial diagnosis, according to what Miss Chef said earlier, looks like this Miss is pregnant, sir. Early trimester."
DEG
Jian's heart seemed to jump in laughter. He and Ami looked at each other, with faces equally shocked. "Pregnant?"
The doctor began to stand up. "For more details, just take the Miss to the hospital. To get accurate results," he explained.
"Good, Doctor. I'll bring it in soon." A sufficient voice rang out floating from Jian's reply.
"Okay, then I'll excuse you."
"Please, Doc. Thank ye. Am, take care of everything. Take it back."
"Okay, Ji."
After the departure of the doctor and cheff, Jian's gaze was drawn straight towards Hana who was still calm in her silence. "Pregnant, she is pregnant," he murmured bitterly. Various speculations began to fill the cavity he thought. It was quite painful for a bud that had just grown in his heart. Gasluu.....