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Ch 48's. Tale

the flashback

Nia moved her feet towards Fathur's class slowly, Nia headed towards Fathur's bench and took the man's bag from under the table.

Fathur who was about to return to his class accidentally saw Nia opening her bag.

Finally Fathur made a point of going into his class, and chose to watch over Nia from behind the window of the outer corner of the classroom .

He saw the girl read the letter he wrote to Rara. At that moment, he saw Nia crying while reading a letter that he had not been able to give to Rara. His heart began to wonder.

"Why is Nia crying?" Mumbled

Fathur intends to enter his class and ask Nia. But her footsteps were stifled as she saw Nia also holding a letter in her hand.

Nia also put a letter for Rara back into Fathur's bag. Then he buttoned the bag as before, and put it back.

Nia wiped away her tears and left Fathur's class, bringing back the letter she had made to Fathur.

Nia ran to the back of their school building, Fathur quietly followed Nia from behind.

That's where Fathur saw Nia sobbing. The girl sat on an unused bench that was deliberately placed behind the school building, because the school guard had not had time to move her to the warehouse.

"Gue love is equal to you Fat...! why do you even love Rara..!"

Nia said while crying. Fathur who heard Nia loved himself was shocked and glued behind the back wall of the school building.

His heart felt bad. He also felt sorry to see Nia crying over him. It felt like he approached Nia and hugged the girl. But he shuddered his intentions because he did not want the girl to feel ashamed of him.

Nia got up from her seat, squeezed out a love letter for Fathur and trampled on the letter. After that Nia picked up and threw the letter into the bushes of the back garden of the school. Then the girl went back to her class.

Curiosity also prompted Fathur to look for the letter that Nia threw away earlier. Then he tried to brush through the bushes just to find the letter. Finally, Fathur was able to find the letter. He slowly opened and read the letter.

Fathur Dear..

I don't know where to say or what kind of talk. Sorry, I can only say it in a letter.

Fat, I like you.

Sorry I was too blunt. But I swear I can't hold this feeling anymore. I just want you to know that all this time I've been in love with you.

Fat, if you've read this letter, behave as you normally would if you don't return my love. But if you return my love, you can go to my house tonight?

Don't forget to bring my favorite martabak..!

Nia.

...

Fathur fell silent as he finished reading the letter. He did not know what to do at this time, so he decided to keep a letter from Nia in the pocket of his school pants, and he moved back to his class.

While in the hallway of the row of classes majoring in IPS, he met with Rara, Farah, Alin, Naya and Nia.

She smiled at herself as usual. Great...!!!! Despite the injury, the girl still tried to be cheerful and like not experiencing any events.

Just like Nia did all this time.

While at the jewelry store, Nia still tried to be happy when she heard the happy news from Fathur. Even when they were at Villa, Nia's heart was very broken when she found out that Fathur was the man who would replace Andreas in Rara's side.

But the girl is indeed an extraordinary girl, she is still able to control her feelings even though her heart cries bitterly.

When the wedding was the same, Nia remained present and gave support to Rara and Fathur. She gives her best smile, she also helps Rara prepare for their wedding reception.

Nia, the kind, carefree, funny, cool girl or whatever.

Flashback.

Fathur sighed and prayed his best for Nia.

....

That morning Farah was moving her clean laundry that she had just finished washing into a basket, then she brought the fairly heavy basket in front of her apartment veranda to dry.

Byurrrr.rr.r...!!

Suddenly both of his feet were drenched in water that had just come out of his sensitive part.

Farah was stunned for a moment and checked the water. With great difficulty he squatted down and touched the water splattered on the floor.

He began to panic, when he found out that the water was amniotic fluid coming out of his womb. In a hurry he walked towards his room and picked up a bag filled with all sorts of needs for childbirth and the needs of babies. Farah deliberately prepared the bag long before her HPL, because she did not want to bother and rush in an emergency like this.

Farah lives alone in her apartment that Dad bought from her baby. It demanded Farah do anything alone without anyone's help.

Farah went to the door and grabbed the key to her car. Then he quickly got down and headed for the parking lot.

His stomach started to hurt as he sat behind his wheel. Before he started the car, he tried to contact the father of the baby. He only intended to tell her that soon their baby would be born.

"Hello... I want to give birth to Mas, where else is Mas?"

Farah asked the man who had impregnated her.

"You take care of yourself, my job is just to finance. And remember, never say my name..!"

klikkk..!

the man ended their conversation.

Farah was silent at the answer from the man. With trembling hands, he put his phone back in the bag. With a wounded heart, he drove his car to the hospital.

Amniotic fluid continues to flow until it soaks the car seat and steering floor. He prayed that everything would be fine when he arrived at the hospital.

Heartburn is increasingly becoming when Farah is stuck in traffic on the streets of the Capital.

She started crying, worried about her baby.

He also continues to honk his car horn so that the vehicle in front of him will step away from his presence.

But it is free, the condition of the crowded highway creeps make it must be patient. Farah panicked and did not know what to do.

Fifteen minutes later he was no longer able to drive. Then Farah pulled her car over the shoulder of the road.

The heartburn was already on the verge of its strength. The baby had gone down urgently to come out of Farah's womb. Farah broke her chair and then with all her might she tried to push and fight alone.

Blood began to flood the negligence he was wearing. He continued to push, catch his breath and fight for the baby. Although ill, though alone, He was determined to save his soulmate.

"ukkkk...ukkkk....ukkk..!"

The sound of crying babies ended Farah's struggle. He picked up and hugged the baby, then he opened his car window and shouted for help with anyone who was there.

People arrived and helped Farah and took her to the nearest hospital.

All the forces on this planet, will never beat that of a mother’s love.” – Elle Smith, The Way Back Home (There is not a single force in this world that can defeat the love of a mother).

Author kok nangis himself yes when nulis part this 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭