
Gresha looked for the bag she was wearing yesterday, she had already searched the closet on the bag hanger near the dresser even she had already inquired to her house assistant, and had not found her bag at all either. But because his body began to feel weak and his stomach was already uncomfortable Gresha then lay his body on the bed. A little while later Ardiya went into the room and brought some pieces of fruit to Gresha.
"You eat these fruits first! " Say Ardiya while putting a fruit plate to the table near the bed.
"Where's my phone?" Ask Gresha.
"Still I confiscate, you rest first if your phone you hold definitely Rafandra and your friends will keep calling you, I do not want you and your fetus is nothing!”
****
Rafandra and Raka are still focused on following the black car that was out of Gresha's house. They were very curious who the person driving the car was because Rafandra had never seen the car before. And after a long time finally they arrived at a house that looks very luxurious, Rafandra continued to observe the car and it turns out Mr. Bimo and his wife came out of the black car. They were delivered by a driver. Mr. Bimo looks very healthy and can walk again, it means the therapy he has been successful.
"That's what Gresha did, isn't Raf?”
"Yes Ka, who's this house?”
"Where do I know!”
While watching the house, Rafandra saw two fathers passing through their car. Rafandra then got out of the car and approached the two middle-aged men.
"Sorry sir, I'd like to ask!”
"Why?”
"I want to ask Mr. Bimo where is it?”
"Oh Mr. Bimo, that's his house!" A man answered while pointing at the house that Rafandra and Raka had been observing.
“Pak Bimo who has one daughter is not it sir?”
"Wow if that I do not know mas, if Mr. Bimo as long as I am here only with his wife, his son was never seen. Or maybe Mr. Bimo who I mean is not this Mr. Bimo!”
"That's yes sir, because I got the address here sir. I am the friend of his son Mr. Bimo, I was asked by my lecturer to go to his house because he has not been in college for a few days!”
"If this Mr. Bimo from the beginning moved here I have never seen his son mas. If not, try to enter!”
"Good sir, thank you!”
After getting information Rafandra returned to the car with a confused face.
"Where's Raf?”
"It's Gresha's house, but the guy said he didn't know they had children, and during the move here never saw Gresha!”
"Means Gresha with her Bokap Nyokap live separately?”
"Sounds, but what? And it doesn't make sense anyway, Om Bimo went bankrupt and in a matter of months they bought two houses at once in different locations in the elite Regions all, he said, and not to mention their fancy cars. Before going bankrupt, their homes are not as luxurious as they are now!”
“Iya I think that too, this is like something is wrong Raf!”
****
The rain suddenly came rushing, Rafandra who had just parked her car in the garage rushed into the house, but when she was about to knock on the door of her house, she said, he saw a black plastic crisper on his doorstep. Then immediately Rafandra took the package and opened it, Rafandra was very surprised when she saw a shirt that was covered in blood, when Rafandra took the clothes turned out to be a woman's clothes.
“What does all this mean? Goddamnit! " Rafandra muttered with an annoyed face.
When Rafandra noticed the shirt then she remembered something.
****
Today Rafandra also did not go to campus, she felt her body was not healthy. And because Raka was worried about the situation of her best friend after returning to college Raka visited Rafandra at her home. When entering Rafandra's room, Raka saw Rafandra was lying limp while staring at the window of her room, her face looks lethargic and also pale.
“Raf lo sick what? " Tanya Raka surprises Rafandra.
"How come you're here?”
"Well I want nengokin lo, cook my friend sick, I do not tengokin anyway!”
"Oh, I'm not sick anyway, I'm fine!”
"But how do you pale keep lemes gini why?”
"Yesterday when we came home from Om Bimo I got the terror again Ka!”
"Huh? What's the publisher saying?”
"No message at all, he just sent a shirt that was covered in blood!”
"Lo's oath? How to get more serem!”
"But what makes me confused that shirt is no stranger to me!”
"Who's Raf's book? Gresha?”
"Not!”
“Then?”
"Naya's clothes that I used to buy!”
"****!” Raka choked annoyed.
****
Gresha is still locked up in the room by Ardiya, she has not been in college for two days, she will be very behind the material if it continues like this. But his body still continues to feel weak, especially his stomach continues to feel nauseous. Gresha looks very unhappy and hates this situation. And tonight is the time for Gresha to take her medicine and her vitamins, but for the third time today he did not take it instead he wrapped it in a tissue and he threw it in a garbage can.
“It's no use me taking medicine and all these vitamins. Because this is what will increase the burden of my life!" Alena muttered while throwing the medicine into the trash.
Shortly afterwards Ardiya entered the room, from the look of his face he looked exhausted from working all day in the office. Seeing Ardiya who had come home, Gresha then returned to bed and lay down her body. Ardiya immediately approached Gresha and stroked Gresha's stomach.
"You're taking medicine? " Tanya Ardiya with a sweet smile on her lips.
“Udah!”
Ardiya then counted the supplies of Gresha's medicine and threw a smile at Gresha when she finished counting the amount of the medicine.
"Good!”
Until now Ardiya still does not realize that Gresha does not take the medicine, and it makes Gresha think to do the same tomorrow.
"You must be healthy and strong!" Said Ardiya while stroking Gresha's stomach.
Ardiya looks very affectionate with Gresha and her fetus, he looks like other men who are very expecting the presence of a baby in the middle of their family. But unfortunately Gresha feels otherwise, she is very sad and hates her current state. What has been revealed by Gresha is how she can abort the fetus in the womb without being discovered if she did it deliberately. It's petty right now Gresha's thinking to a sinless fetus.