
*Slight review part 3**6*
My body feels so weak, with my legs already sore throbbing. Even though the head starts to get dizzy so great, with the chest it feels very tight it is difficult to breathe the air properly.
Bhugh, Mr. Chris has closed the car door.
"Let's take this ... Here, let the others take me, "let him.
His ever-talking voice was no longer heard well by me, for it felt like the hum of a bee that kept sounding in the ear. My reserves are now getting more and more blurred can not see clearly the body of Mr. Chris. Dizziness that hit has made this body like unable to hold its own body, until the wind that blows even as if it wants to throw my body immediately so that I can ignore.
Bhuugh, suddenly my body is now completely unbalanced to fall, so without feeling it has fallen backwards.
"Hey Karin .. hey, go! What's up, hey?" The voice called out to Lord Chris who sounded worried.
I was unconscious, making this mouth feel locked can not immediately open the mouth to answer. Now accompanied by the eyes felt strongly closed, until only the sense of hearing is now functioning clearly can listen, to the voice that continues to call my name.
The body now feels like it's floating in the air, which I think Mr. Chris has been leaning and lifting me up. Until without feeling now the body seems to be rolled on a soft cotton, until the place makes the body comfortable for me to occupy.
It has been a few minutes and I don't know how long I was closed, until finally there was a cold object touching around my chest and there was a little soft hand palpating squeaking soft part of my stomach. Since I didn't want anyone else to do anything untoward, my eyes trying to force me to say something opened.
"You're sober? Alhamdulillah," The voice of a woman giving thanks.
"Is your head still dizzy? Or is there another part of the body that is feeling pain?" ask the beautiful woman in white clothes who seems to be a doctor.
"Nothing, doc. Now I'm fine" I replied weakly.
"All right, then. You must take care of your health and the baby you carry carefully, because your condition is so weak," advised the female doctor who examined me.
"Yes, doc. Thank you." Thank you."
After he finished checking, the doctor came out of Mr. Chris' room, helping to tidy up my blanket first. There was the sound of Mr. Chris being boisterous with the explanation of the doctor, after checking my condition just now.
"Huufff, what should I do to Mr. Chris? How am I going to explain all this to him? Will the doctor tell me about my pregnancy? Would I have been fired later, had Mr Chris known the truth?" a slightly worried heart.
Tok .. tok, door is slowly knocked.
Ceklek, the door is now open without me answering first.
"Where are you, Karin?" ask Mr. Chris to be worried.
"I'm fine, sir!" answered me who tried to get up from his bed.
"You don't suck down. Rest in my room for the night and you don't suck at coming home today" said Mr. Chris kindly.
Mr. Chris is now slowly sitting on his own side, facing me.
"But sir, I don't want you to worry" I refused to give you an excuse.
"Let me call them later, you restore your situation first. The doctor says you and your baby are very weak, so it takes a lot of rest" said Mr. Chris.
"So you already know about my two-bodied condition? I'm sorry sir, who has hidden all this from you. There is no other meaning to all this, only that I do not want to repot or charge others anymore" I replied lethargic.
"It's okay, Karin. Maybe you have a reason you can't tell me, so I understand that. Oh yes, if you may know whether your condition is already known by Fatimah and her husband?" ask Mr. Chris curiously.
"I won't fire you, as long as I answer all my questions. I'm sorry if I'm sassy for this question. I know that Fatimah has no children, so who are you?" tanyanya.
"It's okay sir. Previously thank you as much, because still want to accept me for work here. I am not their family and there is no blood relation at all to Fatimah's family. They are my second parents. Actually I'm just a kid from an orphanage that people have adopted. Our family was happy at first, but all were devastated by the carelessness of their son who had stained me to pregnancy. When not strong on the ordeal, yesterday I tried to commit suicide and it was Fatimah's mother's husband who helped me, until finally I was considered my own child by Fatimah's mother and her husband," obviously I was sad while sobbing softly in tears.
"I'm sorry, if my question made you remember that sadness. What a pity your fate is, Karin. Don't you want to hold me accountable, same as your first foster family kid?" ask Chris again.
"I can't, sir. For not wanting to destroy a family that has educated, nurtured, and loved me wholeheartedly. Most of their children who have desecrated me have fiancees and they are getting married. Not that I have no power to demand justice, but I don't want to repay their kindness with an insult or defamation of my family. In part, while I am a despicable and incapable person, it will always be like that, so I better avoid by going far away," I still shed tears.
"You're patient, Karin. There is no problem that can not be solved, it's just that time is running slowly as if it has not supported you now. But rest assured someday you will get happiness again, without the burden of this complicated life. You are a kind and patient woman. When your heart has been hurt, but still attach importance to the situation of others and let the person who did evil to you happy" said Mr. Chris who suddenly hugged me with his hand stroking my shoulder.
"Patience .. patience .. patience," he said trying to calm me down.
"Yes, sir!" my answer is becoming more and more in shedding tears.
I continued to be swept away spilling all the tightness of the chest, by continuing to cry in the arms of the employer.
"Cry as much, if it makes you calm and happy," he said gently still persuading me not to cry.
"Thank you sir."
The crying became more and more a torrential flood, like a waterfall that flowed endlessly. A hiccup in conveying sadness, to forget this self that was long hugged by Mr. Chris. It feels so comfortable once there is the warmth of a hug, when the self is really in sadness again.
"Eghekmm .. heeeem," A person's voice suddenly entered while clearing his throat.
It turned out that Rohmat's assistant had caught us, at an inopportune time hugging.
"I'm sorry, sir. Have borrowed your shoulders, until the clothes get wet by my tears," said the unkind word, when he saw the clothes of the employer was a little wet.
"It's okay, Karin. As long as you're comfortable just being able to spill everything, I'm fine with it all" replied the employer casually.
"What drama are you doing anyway? Why are you so sad, Karin? But, you guys are such friendly? Follow dong hugging, I'll also want," Spoiled voice Rohmat.
"Haiist, you nosy assistant. We are no longer a drama, but it is a fact that I have Karin sad again. You're playing around in disrespectful, without knocking on the door first" lamented Mr. Chris did not like.
"Hehehehe, sorry boss. After the two of you were in this room for a long time, I'll be a kepo," explained Rohmat relaxed.
"It's .. already, let Karin rest now. We go out first, because Karin has to rest a lot to recover her body," asked Mr. Chris to his assistant.
"Yeah, I just wanted to see Karin. Then just boss, just for a second. Let me have a little chat," refused Rohmat's request.
"Hiiist, tomorrow's all you can do. Karin isn't going anywhere, because she's going to spend the night in this house" I explained.
"really? Good that. You're well rested here huh, Karin. I'm the same boss who wants to bob in the next room, bye .. bye," spoiled pumpkin Rohmat.
"Yes, brother. Thank you." Thank you."
"Come on a spit, Rohmat. We'll get Karin out first. Bye ... Bye, have a good rest" said Mr. Chris as well.
"Yes, sir.
It feels so relieved to return, with a feeling of being overwhelmed by a plump heart, when there is a man who knows my condition is not good. Hopefully, Mr. Chris I can count on as a friend, when I'm in trouble accepting this pregnancy.