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🌸Pov Nada🌸

This pregnancy has been running for seven months. Approaching the eighth month. Don't ask me what I've been through all this time. Various scorn, condescending views and even direct insults have also been received from the neighbors of the boarding house and outsiders who know exactly that I do not have a husband but pregnant big.

Indeed, not everything happens to me, but mostly, yes.

Including mother Dayu, my boarding mother who used to be so friendly and kind to me, late this after she knew her host child was pregnant out of wedlock, I think her attitude changed. He never greeted me again. Mostan came just to collect the cost money. After that, quickly leave.

Maybe in his heart he really wanted to expel me but as a fellow woman, he could hold it.Wait until I was the best?

Oh yes, regarding my economic life, thankfully, the job as a reseller of God's clothes is still my main job. With a stomach this big, where else would I work?

In that case, again I owe him my life. Anyway, someday I should be able to repay all his kindness.

God is on the list of people who have not changed their attitude to me even though he was the first to know what happened to me. It's just that until this moment, he never once mentioned my baby father.

Bang Martin, don't ask again. That guy was good to me from the beginning. Until now he still remains one of the meritorious people in my life. Every time he came home from work, he would help me pack a dress. If for the delivery itself, I do not bother anymore because the courier will pick up.

“Nad, you still don't want to tell your brother this story?”tanyanya that afternoon.

“What's the story bang?" I'm acting pilon.

“Mermaid story!!! Especially??” gerutu.

“Hehehe,, don't need to be told ah. Let surprise.” my answer even more make his lips pursed.

“Awas aja aja men if dare to nongolin themselves only after this baby was born. Will brother gebukin run out.” his determination.

“Do not dong. Would pity if he bonyok.”.

“Finally, have dared nelantarin lo. Good girls. Olegant. Plain.” The omel.

It wasn't him who wanted to abandon me bang, but I was the one who chose to go away from him. For his good and happiness,,,

A sentence of that answer I can only say in my heart. Actually all this time, every bang Martin who father this child, I always answer it but yes only in the heart. I was determined to hide my status and who my son's father was.

Om Ody, he's my baby's father. You and your mom know that, son. Trust me, your father is not a bad person or does not want to be responsible to us. When you grow up, never hate it. If you want, hate your mother. The mother who made you born without a father,,,

“Dream again right??? Every time you talk about the baby's father, you must be daydreaming. My astonishment!! Really love protecting that breng*sek guy!!” sulk Martin.

I actually understand that he is because he loves me as much as his own sister.

“Good say rough in front of pregnant mother Martin!! Later the baby will become a habit of hearing and speaking rough also you know.”

A familiar voice surprised us. If there are people who pay the most attention and avoid bad things for my baby, who else if not God?

But the laughter disappeared when a faint sound was heard. We simultaneously turned.

“Biang told you, right? Stay away from him Dew!! Instead of you being busy taking care of him and maintaining his presence here continue, mending you find a wife there. The good girl, caste, equal to us, religious, and the obvious,, not being pregnant is not clear like this.”

Ms. Dayu, the owner of the boarding house, his mother God,,, scolding his son and insinuating me with a loud voice made the residents of the boarding house who happened to be in their respective rooms so out to find out what happened. I didn't pay much attention to their reactions because my brain was still trying hard to digest the words of Mayu just now.

Preserve my existence here?? Did God really do it? But for what?

“Biang!! Voice Biang. Not good for the growth and development of the baby.” Jawban Dewa makes me happy to have always been noticed as well as making me more unkind to Mayu.

“What do you care about his son?? He wants to grow up like a fool. That's not,,”

“That's the son of God!!! Grandson Biang!!” Cut off the god before Mayu finished talking.

The deg!!!

This heart feels dislodged and somehow has been thrown where. My eyes pushyly heard a confession that I knew for sure that it was fake, it came out of the lips of God. I saw the half-dead shocked expression of the Martin bang and Dayu ma'am. Wait, not just them, but everyone who heard it that day.

“God!!! Don't you just talk about it!! Don't joke with Biang. This is not funny!! Not funny at all!!” bentak bu Dayu who has regained control of his consciousness as a whole.

“Where have the Gods ever been at a joke? What God says is the truth. The child that Nada conceived was the son of God. Therefore, never forbid God to care about everything about him. The problem of caste and religion, if Biang feels he comes from a different religion and caste, not equal to us, then Do not worry Biang! God willingly takes off all that is attached to this self. The gods will equalize our degrees so that the two of us are on the same level in the eyes of Biang. God willing to do all that for the sake of being able to live happily with the son and wife of Dewa.”

Crazy,,, it's true a crazy statement!!

“God!!” once again, Mayu yelled at him.

But the owner of the name did not budge at all. Even he came back loudly making one more statement in front of all who were still watching.

“Sound well well everything. Never again anyone who vilifies or sneers at Nada. Because if for all of you this is a mistake and someone is to blame or be sneered at here, then that person is me. I stained her and made her pregnant. I am also the new one today to have the power to admit it in front of all of you.” Deity asserted in a loud voice.

“GOOD DEWA ARYA ASOKA!!! Stop this nonsense!!!” so furious that Dayu ma'am emphasized it by calling the full name of the God who just this time I also heard.

“Sorry Biang. But this isn't all bullshit. This is a fact that likes not to be accepted. But if Biang really can't accept it, that's okay. Let the God who left take her away from Biang.” Said the God this time gently expecting the understanding of the mother.

“You've gone mad God!!” mrs Mayu seems to have run out of words.

“Nggih Biang's. Dewa Nak starts sampun budu.”

****(Fine Balinese Which means, Yes mother, God is crazy).****

“God can't hold back this anymore while doing so. Do you know how much the longing and love of God on the Maharani? The gods don't want to lose him anymore. Please Biang understand.”

Who else is the Empress? What does that have to do with me??

My head feels like it's spinning. I who became the main subject of this debate finally could only faint. Fortunately, there is a fast buffer my body until the body is heavy complete with this baby does not fall to the floor. I don't know who's holding me.

Maybe bang Martin?

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