Farewellless
Doubt Raka, though,

Indoneszian.

Dira's white car reached the parking lot of the detention house in south Jakarta. After several times coming to this place and not getting permission to meet Raka, finally came the time for Raka to be allowed to be visited. Post-trial decision of the suspect of the ensnaring case. Police strictly prohibit anyone from meeting the suspect.

"Please Miss wait a minute. Later I will call if it's Miss's turn," said a field officer who was on the front.

Dira followed the orders of the officer. He sat down on the long bench that was in the waiting room to wait his turn. The woman looked anxious for fear that Raka would not accept all these realities. The palm of the hand continued to sweat coldly due to irregular heartbeat.

A voice calling in Dira's name was heard there. The prison officer escorted Dira to one of the rooms to meet with Raka. He sat there in a single chair that was stuck to a square table waiting for Raka's arrival.

"Dira, man,"

The owner of the name straightened his face after hearing the baritone's voice. The gazes of the eyes of the two were turning over, hinting at the pent-up feelings within each other. The woman's lips felt faint after seeing that dim looking handsome face.

"Sit down!" raka said after seeing Dira move from her place.

For some reason, Dira suddenly sad when he saw the face of the man who had been accompanying his days. The hand also reflexively touched the stomach that is still flat, then gently rubbed the stomach with a view that cannot be separated from Raka.

"How are you?" In the end Raka broke the silence felt between the two.

Raka was suddenly confused at the attitude Dira was showing at this moment. The girl who used to look cheerful now could only look at him with a sad look in her eyes. Raka tried to guess what had happened to the woman who had attracted her attention all this time.

"What's up, Dir? Are you in trouble?" asked Raka with probing eyes.

Unexpectedly, the tears flowed just like that from the eye fertilizers. Raka is increasingly confused to face Dira at this time, "we don't have much time, Dir. Just tell me what makes you cry like this?" ask Raka again.

Dira rubbed her tears, her hand took something from inside the bag and handed a brown envelope to Raka. He told the man to open the envelope to find out the contents.

"What's this?" Raka knitted her brows after seeing the dark photo that was inside there.

"I'm pregnant." Dira finally said that to Raka. Then he helped Raka take out some of the items that were in the envelope. There was a letter from the doctor as well as a test that he had kept.

Raka looked perfectly up after hearing the shocking news. He rubbed his face rudely as one problem started to reappear in his life. He did not expect if his actions had been growing seeds in the womb of his partner all this time.

"I'm four weeks pregnant" said Dira while staring at Raka with a wistful gaze.

The burly man shook his head several times in shock at the news delivered by Dira. He did not believe that all this was a reality that must be accepted for all the actions he had done.

Of course this makes Dira surprised instead of playing. He was stunned from his place with angry eyes to the man in the pensive mood, "what do you mean asking like that? I'm just doing it with you, Ka!" His emotions began to ignite.

"I'm sorry, but I can't accept this fact yet" Raka said without looking at Dira, "I don't know what you really are, Dir. Am I wrong to ask about all this?" Raka seemed to have no heart anymore for the poor woman who was in front of him.

"Based on a jerk!" shouted Dira on the sidelines of her cries, "i just did it with you! He is your flesh and blood!" said Dira while pointing at his stomach which was covered in a white shirt.

After removing his heart, Dira also came out of the room, leaving Raka alone there, even though the besuk time is still quite long. After Dira's departure with a handful of wounds, Raka also shouted hysterically there. He hit the table until his hand turned red. The burly man did not know how else to get out of this situation.

"One of them is not done yet and has added a new problem!" gerutu Raka while massaging the base of his nose.

Meanwhile, outside the detention house Dira was crying bitterly. He did not care even though many pairs of eyes were looking at him. The poor woman leaned against the door of her car crying. He didn't know what else to do after this because the man he expected would do all that to him. In fact, the reality is like that and it is not wrong if Raka asks about the clarity of the seeds that are growing in her womb. Yes, ironically Dira himself does not know for sure who the father of the seeds in the womb.

"I'd better get out of this place!" said Dira while opening the car door.

The sound of the phone ringing makes Dira have to undo his intentions while preparing to direct the steering wheel of the car towards the exit. He had to answer the phone first who knew there was important news from the company. The eyes were wide open perfectly after seeing the sacred name clearly visible on the screen of his phone.

"Rican? Why'd he call me again?" Dira muttered before picking up the phone again.

Two times Rico's personal number contacted him and this time Dira had to pick him up to find out why the married man called him again, "what's wrong?" the question is straight to the point.

"I'm in Jakarta because there's an important need. I want to meet you, Honey," Rico said in a heavy voice.

"No! Our agreement is over since your wife came to my house!" reject Dira firmly.

"Remember, Honey! Our agreement was written for two years and we signed it both on stamp duty. So, if I put you on the line, you can go to jail, Honey. Better to enter the hotel with me instead, we play more exciting than before," said Rico accompanied by laughter that makes Dira have to keep the phone away from his ear.

"I don't care! I hate this!" shouted Dira before disconnecting the phone.

The poor woman was stunned with her head bowed on the steering wheel of the car. This time the burden he carried was heavier than carrying the burden of debt incurred by Reno. It seemed, Dira was unable to face all of this alone. He needed a friend to take out all the burdens in his heart.

"Why should I feel all this? Why!" shouted Dira while hitting the steering wheel of his car.

...🌹Thank you for reading this work, hope you like 😍 Btw there is interest not if Dira and Raka made their own novel😎komen yuk!"🌹...

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