I'M The One You Hurt
Is that Aya? (Former )

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"Ara, I go home first, huh? Later that night I'll come to your house" Lula said after they cleaned up the shop where they worked.

"Yes, I want to buy a martabak first. I'll leave it for you too" Aya waved her hand as their houses were different directions.

Then with a typical slow step pregnant women. Ayara went to the side of the highway to join her in buying the martabak she wanted. In their area there were indeed so many street vendors. Starting from three in the afternoon until nine in the evening.

That place is very crowded. Visitors come to enjoy the Park in the center of capital B.

"Tumben so many people buy?" the girl muttered to herself. However, not long after he joined the queue. The motorcade of the ALV group boyband passed in the area. Because their concert is tomorrow night.

Ayara who does not know that in one of the cars there is Alvian. The girl just silently lowered her head as one hand held her large belly.

"Why stop?" naufal asked Muzaki Staff. It just so happens that he, Aldebaran and Alvian are one car away. The other two members were in the car in front of them.

"The area is indeed often jammed, because this is the center of the capital" explained Muzaki Staff who sat in the front seat.

The other cars are the crew, staff and bodyguards of the five ALV members. They were followed for almost twenty-four hours wherever they went, when it was outside the house.

"Oh, it's worth it," Naufal nodded in understanding.

Nearly ten minutes their car was stuck. Though the road has been done dress rehearsal so as not to complicate Alvian and his friends. However, the name is also a lot of people always make congestion occur.

Fortunately besides the local government no one knows that in the motorcade there is a group boyband ALV. If the public knew maybe they wouldn't be able to get out of the middle of the traffic jam.

Once the car starts to run even though slowly. Alvian is busy replying to a message with one of the female artists who is a singer as well, just like her. Look out the car's window.

But if from the outside it will not be seen anyone who is in it.

"Yes! That's Ayara, right? But... Aya is not pregnant. Why is this pregnant? If other people why are they so similar?"

Alvian's eyes seemed to jump out because accidentally his eyes saw Ayara who was in line to buy martabak. Since that day, she has seen her ex-boyfriend. But now it is in a different state.

By the time their car started to run slowly, it happened that Ayara was looking at him. However, the girl does not know that in the car there is a young man who has thrown Aya away, because of a career that is considered his future.

Although his view was blocked by the windshield. But Alvian could see if the girl was very thin with a different eye gaze. Unlike her Ayara, who is always cheerful despite harboring a lot of sadness, as she was never treated fairly by Wilson's father and family.

"Ayara, that's Ayara! Nope, no! Where could Aya be, she might get pregnant and wear clothes like that,"

Alvian muttered, shaking his head repeatedly. To throw his mind about the ex-lover who still lives in his heart. Yet so many famous artists openly expressed feelings for her.

However, none of them were accepted by the handsome young man. He seemed reluctant to look at the girl whose beauty might be far from Ayara.

Tiii!

Tiii!

"Agh, this is why the traffic jam is so long," exclaimed Muzaki staff told the driver who doubles as a special bodyguard to honk the car horn.

"It is fortunate that not many know of our arrival today," said Naufal also upset because he had to wait until approximately ten minutes.

As his friend and the Muzaki Staff spoke. Alvian was thinking about the pregnant woman he saw a few minutes ago. Although it looks very different from the ex-lover. However, Alvian knew her height size was the same as Ayara.

"Yes..it can't be you, can it? If that's true why are you pregnant?"

The young man asked in his heart. He continued to imagine the face he had just seen. For if it is Ayara, then the girl is suffering. That's what Alvian thought.

"No, where Aya might be pregnant again. It must be because I miss him so much. But for what he has come all the way to this city. Aya must be in S town and continuing her studies,"

Alvian muttered continuously questioning what he saw. But he said nothing.

"Al, what's wrong with you?" ask Bara for seeing her best friend like so many more thoughts.

"Agh! Nothing, I'm just thinking about our concert tomorrow night," the dust is back.

"Just calm down, everything must be smooth," Naufal patted his shoulders softly.

"Huem, yes," forced a smile even though his heart was filled with dozens of questions about Ayara.

After a long break up. Today he just thought about Ayara college where? And what things Aya wants to say when Alvian ends their relationship.

"Yes God! Why didn't I ask what Aya wanted to say that day,"

Alvian muttered again and bit his lips. In order to hold back the irritation to himself who never intended to meet Aya and ask her about her ex's condition. Alvian still has the time and opportunity to meet Aya secretly.

Actually Alvian has often been desperate to contact Aya by phone. However, the girl's number was never active as were all her social media accounts.

So the young man thought that Aya had deliberately changed the new card and blocked all social media accounts out of anger at him.

When their relationship ended. That day Aya's phone rained and could not be turned on again. When he left, Aya also did not take him.

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Meanwhile at the martabak sale. Aya until looking for a seat because the baby suddenly continues to kick do not want to be silent. As long as Aya can feel the movement of her baby. The baby-to-be has never been as active this afternoon. So he felt pain because of that.

"What do you want, son? Can't wait to eat her martabak?" aya asked as she stroked her large stomach.

"Wait ya, we have to join the queue, can not play the sebot only. Later people who were earlier than us will be angry," he continued again as if the baby understood his words.

Aya sat not far from the martabak seller. Two pregnant women stand with their partner. Seeing this, Aya could only smile bitterly and deeply in her heart.

"If I also had a partner like them, maybe I wouldn't bother thinking about the cost of giving birth. It's been months, but my savings are few. Is it enough for me to eat as long as I can't work and make hospital expenses?"

At the age of nineteen, he wanted to go twenty years. Ayara carried the heavy burden alone. Without anyone he can rely on.

...SERIATE......