Dear Nolan
The Letter

After making up some time ago with Nolan, Nesya can save on gasoline usage. How not Nolan always takes her to the hospital. Whether it's day shift or night shift. Nolan doesn't let Nesya go home with anyone but an online taxi if it's urgent. Very happy now Nesya's life.

"We eat first, yes" asked Nesya on the way home from the hospital.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Nolan.

"If it's seafood, find a restaurant near the sea, again want to eat by the sea."

"May, but don't be too long have a bad night with Om Doni."

"Ready Boss," replied Nesya spirit.

Soon the two were at a seafood restaurant near the sea in this city. The restaurant of choice Nesya. Nesya immediately chose a seat near the dock, where she can now while enjoying the sea breeze that is not too strong tonight.

The restaurant service serves grilled fish ordered by Nesya. Nesya eagerly took her food and directly ate it.

"Honey," call Nolan slowly.

Nesya almost choked on the fins of the fish heard Nolan's call. Nesya rubbed her ears behind the veil to make sure hearing was still normal.

"So call what? Repeat can not, my hearing seems a bit sliwer." said Nesya.

"No way, now you've responded" replied Nolan. Nesya immediately swung her lips.

"Oh yes Nes, maybe two or three more weeks I can hold a thesis hearing."

"Seriously! Thank God, that's dong!" answer Nesya.

"I want to quickly halalin you Nes," said Nolan.

Nesya suddenly smiled bashfully, her face beaming.

"No, can you ask?" ask Nesya.

"What?" answer Nolan.

Nesya hesitates to tell Nolan his wish. Nesya knew very well, Nolan liked children. Especially her own biological child, what if she does not agree with her wishes.

"Later after marriage want to immediately have children or delay first. Yeah, enjoy dating after marriage?" Nesya tried to ask her the point.

"If I want to quickly have children, but I return them to my partner. If it's the two of you, I can't make my own decisions."

"For example, I would like to have a child how?"

Nolan stopped his eating, his eyes staring intently at Nesya.

Serem very Bro see it, like I don't want to have children from him alone. I just wanted to ask.

"Not how, I want to finish my college. I just don't want the pregnancy to be plagued with study problems. I want to enjoy pregnancy while pregnant and become a calom of the whole mother" explained Nesya.

Nolan returned with a calm face to hear Nesya's words.

"Yes, we can talk about that later, now I also want to focus on chasing the congregation and continue to meet your parents!"

"Udah really want Bang fast halal." Nesya seduces her lover.

"What the hell is Nesya, you don't want to?" snapper Nolan.

"Didih, be kidding dear. It's just angry." Nesya again put on a cute pretentious face.

"A bite to eat, after which we go home," said Nolan stiffly as usual.

"Yes, yes this is also the misahin fish thorns," exclaimed Nesya busy with dishes.

"Party is mine too." Nolan thrust a plate of large grilled fish at Nesya.

"Swept tumben!" Nesya grabbed Nolan's plate and did the thing she did.

Nolan enjoyed every little thing he did with Nesya. Nolan is quite self-conscious not a man who likes to be romantic with a partner. He was grateful that Nesya was slowly able to understand herself.

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"Just go to sleep, yes" exclaimed Nolan when his car was in front of Nesya's yard.

"Yes. Bang No too, don't forget the same time as the second lover."

Nolan just threw a smile. Nolan understands what Nesya means is a favorite modified car.

Nesya waved her hand as the car glass was still open. Long time away from his sight.

Nesya went into her house. Seeing his watch already showing at ten o'clock in the night. Deserve a lonely house, maybe his father and mother are asleep now.

Before entering his room. Nesya finds her father's office still open. Because it was unusual to open, Nesya approached about to close. Standing in the doorway, Nesya became curious to enter her father's work room that she did not enter for a long time. Who knows, he found a good read. His father was a politician and businessman who loved to read.

Nesya headed for the mini library-like shelves in her father's study. He began to read an interesting book. He found an interesting open entitled 'Successful in managing finances at a young age'.

"May also," muran Nesya. He put it on the table. He returned to the bookshelf looking for another book.

In between sifting through books that are neatly lined up. Nesya looked at the left side of the shelf, there was one of the open closet drawers. Looks like someone forgot to close the drawer. It must be his father or mother who forgot to close again after retrieving the file. Nesya approached the drawer it would close back. But his finger was stuck looking like there was a letter with obsolete hospital headscarf.

He said with the letter, Nesya took the letter and read it from the top of the letter. As a medical person, of course Nesya knows it is a birth certificate even though it appears that the writing in the letter uses the old version type. He grew curious, reading who the name in the letter was his mother, it made him continue reading.

"So you gave birth at the age of nineteen" Nesya muttered as she continued reading. "Baby girl at one zero thirty. Geez her date of birth is like my date of birth. By the name of Nesya Nabilla."

He threw out the paper spontaneously. It was as if a dagger had suddenly pierced his heart. He grabbed his paper again, trying to reread hoping his eyes were misreading. Over and over again, Nesya read, and the results remained the same.

Nesya put the paper back in the drawer. He came out of his father's office because Nesya felt crowded in there. He ran to his room, locked the door and was still standing behind him. His bones were weak now, he could not think clearly. He remembered what he had just read.

Is it true I'm Mother's biological child! This is what Adrian meant by that time! If yes, that is true! Then why did he leave me in the orphanage for ten years! is there such a mother who does not want her own child! should she be called a mother who throws away her own child! What by now makes me like this can make up for all his mistakes.

Nesya's chest became very tight because it held back her tears until a hiccup, her cheeks were now wet with tears that she could not build anymore.

Nesya could not imagine. Why is the bundle so cruel! She was willing not to have children first for the sake of the calmness of her pregnancy, while she was the child who was dumped by her mother.

Nesya continued to hold onto her claustrophobic chest. He would be more hurt if this were true. Nesya is very fragile now, she does not even care about the ringing of the phone that continues to ring.

He didn't even want to see his mother's face for now. Nesya stood up and grabbed her car keys. Even though it was late at night, he decided to leave for a while. He wanted to stay away for a while before getting all the explanations from his mother.

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TBC...

Cambek ei...Later Ei continued yes. next bab2 prepare a tissue, wipe or kenebo 🤧 like Ei.