I'M A STATUE FOR YOU

I'M A STATUE FOR YOU
LOUSY


Along the way Alena and Brayen just kept quiet, there was awkwardness between the two after Alena said a shameful word. Alena just faced the window looking at the outside view from the frosted window of the car. Curse his stupidity that can not control the oral.


While Brayen focused on driving the car looking at the road from wet glass on the broom windscreen wipers. The silent atmosphere only heard the sound of the roar of the car and the sound of windscreen wipers moving to the right and to the left swept the car glass from the rainwater splash.


Moments later, the car they were riding in arrived in front of the hospital.


"Alena you go in first. I'm gonna park the car and change clothes." Brayen. Alena just nodded.


"Do you remember the way to Abah's room?..." Brayen stared at Alena, as she opened the car door. Again Alena just nodded, then got out of the car leaving Brayen's clothes that she had been holding on to, on her seat.


Alena walked through the hallway and each inpatient room. There were people and nurses fluttering.


"Assynolt...." Alena said after opening Abah's nursery.


"Wa Alaikum salam..." Abah, Umi and Arya said. They were all astonished to see Alena's appearance in shar'i clothes.


"Change... How is Abah?...Is it better?..." No one answered, Alena's new appearance made the hearts of everyone who saw her ask.


"Tumben you wear a hijab?..." Umi.


"My husband told me to go hijab from now on."


"Keep you want...."


"Yes..."


Happiness was evident in the eyes of both of Alena's parents. Umi and Abah always advise their children to hijab but no one wants to obey but after marriage finally their children want to close the aurat perfectly.


"Where is your husband?... Abah should thank him for making you close the aurat." Abah said that clearly visible radiance of happiness on his face.


"He's changing clothes. His clothes were soaked in rain."


"Cock can... What are you up here." Umi Naya asked.


"Car jack...." Then Alena recounted the cause of Brayen's wet clothes. Umi and Abah are very grateful to have a kind-hearted daughter-in-law like Brayen. Arya just smiled, guessing what Brayen had done to Alena.


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Brayen walked through the hallways...Surrounding it are the puerperal space, the maternity room and the ob-gyn room. Not far from his place walked a woman in front of Brayen behind him. The woman walked so sluggishly and unbalanced with staggered steps, she occasionally held her head. Seen from the sling that was slung on his shoulder he must be holding a baby.


Brayen sped up his pace before the woman finally fell in his arms.


"You..." Cetus Brayen was shocked. Staring at the baby in his mother's arms, the baby is still red, the baby may still be a few days old.


"Sir, you..."


Brayen then grabbed the woman and sat her in a chair that lined up in front of the delivery room.


"Are you married?..." The saint shook his head. Brayen remembered the one night stand by Suci and Casanova as well as the eternal student.


Brayen looked at the baby's red face with pity. He recalled his fate of being dumped into an orphanage as an infant. Perhaps because Brayen was the result of an illicit relationship, his existence was undesirable. Brayen is strong-willed but noble-hearted. His heart is easily broken, especially when it comes to orphans.


"Is he the son of your one night stand relationship and that student?..." Brayen's question was answered a small nod by Saints. Saints themselves felt very embarrassed, finding the Holy state so miserable.


"He's a boy or a girl?..."


"Women." Sacred Answer.


Every human being born on this earth, born in a state of nature that is holy has no sin even though his parents have sinned. Such is the picture that Brayen had in mind.


"May I carry it?..."


"Can..."


Brayen took the baby from the Holy sling. Brayen carried her affectionately.


"She's beautiful..." Brayen said without taking his eyes off the baby's face.


"Yes..."


"Sorry..." Brayen.


"Why are you apologizing, sir?..."


"I don't know if you were pregnant at the time. And I'm torturing you."


"It's okay. I just found out if I'm pregnant after 4 months."


"I should thank you...Thanks to the shock of therapy from you, I was able to realize all my mistakes on Arya and Alyn. My sins are more sinful to God." Sacred smiled wryly, mocking himself.


"I think God has punished me with the loss of my honor, which I have somehow given to whom...!"


"But in fact God also gave a burden to my daughter. He will bear shame for the mistakes his parents have made."


"If you don't want this baby. I'll take care of him." Said Brayen who was afraid that this baby would be Holy, considering the Saints were bad first.


"Thank you....But it's not necessary....He is the only family I have. I will take care of her and take care of her with all my heart." Holy Speech.


"You look pale....Are you sick?..."


"No....I was just tired of looking after him all night....And forgot lunch yet."


"You take the one box of food that I brought..." Brayen pointed at the plastic bag that was on the chair with his chin. After changing clothes Brayen bought 5 boxes of rice.


"No need sir...I can buy it myself." The saint refused because he felt sad.


"Don't argue with me, you should also take care of your child's health. If you're sick then who's gonna take care of your son."


"Thank you..." The Holy Speaker then he took out a box of rice and opened the box and ate it.


While Brayen held the baby to and fro with occasional kiss his cheeks that should be. Brayen really likes babies. More precisely can not bear to see a child without a complete parent.


They looked like a couple, looking like a harmonious family in front of Alena's eyes hiding behind a wall quite a distance away from them.


Alena watched Brayen as he paced back and forth kissing the baby's cheek and occasionally smiling towards the Saints, not knowing what they were talking about. In Alena's eyes they were quite familiar.


"Who is that woman? Is Om Brayen married and having children?"


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