I'M The One You Hurt
For the Fruit of the Heart.

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...HAPPY READING'S......

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At the house that Ayara rented, the girl was asleep because she was tired of holding back contractions since morning. However, it is not yet full, sometimes from thirty minutes away. The mules that Aya felt still disappeared by itself.

Ayara did not want to go straight to the hospital. However, if it linger there Aya does not have the money to pay the cost of labor and rent his room.

The girl only had a little money saved. That was also from the rest of his daily living expenses and also the savings he brought from the time he left the Wilson residence. His family's big name has left so many wounds. To the extent that Ayara no longer wants to acknowledge Mr. Edward as her real father.

Strong results are not strong, inevitably. Ayara endured the pain of giving birth alone in her rental home. The clock has shown at seven, but Aya is still asleep in her sleep on the bed that only plays a role of one and a half meters.

"Yes, Ayara.. Get up, son!" call a woman stroking Ayara's head.

"Ayara, come on! We need to get to the hospital. You're about to give birth" the beautiful woman woke Ayara up again. "Ayara, Aya, dear Ayara, come on!" he woke up the girl who was starting to wake up from her sleep. For feeling disturbed by the soft elusan on his head and also the voice of the woman.

"Eum, what's wrong?" muttered Ayara opened her eyes slowly. However, as soon as he saw who the figure had already built up his sleep, the girl immediately sat down and said.

Ma-mama, mama! Aya misses, Mama," Ayara's cry immediately broke when the mother stretched out her hands, so that she entered into the arms of a woman who was pregnant and took care of her more or less until the age of two years.

"Mama, don't leave Ayara again, Aya has no one in this world. In addition to Lula and Aunt Atika," said Ayara continued to cry.

If only there was a way to meet his mother other than death. So Ayara will walk away to meet the woman who loves her sincerely.

"Mama never left you, son. Mama is always there for you" replied the woman in a soft voice. While his hand continued to stroke Ayara's long hair.

"If Mama is there, why haven't we met? Though Aya every week always come to Mama's grave?" Ayara stretched out their arms in order to stare at the mother's natural beautiful face.

"That's because you've got someone to look after, son. There's papa looking after you, "smiling while tucking Aya's hair into the girl's ears.

"But Papa never loved Aya, Ma. He had driven Aya from home, because he hated Ayara so much. And now Aya is just living alone. So Mama please take Aya away from here," the girl went back to lying down. However, he made his mother's thighs a pillow.

"No, my daughter, you can't go with Mama. You must take care of and raise your granddaughter" replied the woman, Jasmeen. She is Ayara's mother. All this time, every sleeping girl always stared at the photo of the mother. He did it since he was a child until he was driven from his father's house, so Aya can memorize it with his mother's face.

"Grandchild" cried Ayara touching her distended stomach. "Ma, from earlier Aya's stomach hurt. It looks like Mama's granddaughter will be born soon," said Aya just remembered that she wanted to give birth.

"Yes, Mama knows that. So let's get up, we have to go to the hospital," the woman moved Aya's head on the pillow next to them.

"But where is Mama going?" she asked the girl, still wanting to be with her mother.

"Ma, mama! Please do not leave Ayara, ma," cried Ayara woke up from her beautiful dream, because she could meet her mother after almost twenty years died. Tonight was the first time Ayara had met the person she had longed for.

"Oh... My stomach hurts so much," Ayara immediately complained of pain.His stomach which had not felt anything since then now again felt mules not rue.

"Mama, did you really come?" lirih Ayara is crying. It hurts like now that there is no family with him.

With a slow movement while enduring the pain. Ayara also took the preparations that she would take to the hospital. One thing to make him survive is, because in his dream, the mother will accompany him.

Sick because of the contraction will give birth and sick to remember the story of his life that there are no relatives. Now all of that has become one.

"My son, please help Mama to hold on until we get to the hospital" he told the baby, who couldn't wait to see the world as cruel to his mother.

At the time the public was boisterous watching the debut of Gruop boyband ALV from television or on the venue of the event. Ayara instead carried her bag and large stomach on a bus that would take her to get to the hospital.

"Miss, are you going down at the hospital?" asked the kernet saw Aya like moaning in pain.

"Yes, uncle, please put me down in front," replied Aya holding back the bag where her baby equipment was.

"Where is Miss? Doesn't it have an outing that accompanies you to the hospital?" the kernet asked again while helping to get Ayara's bag out of the car.

"My husband is working out of town, uncle. If it's family, I don't have it. Oya, thank you," for not taking any more pain. Ayara said goodbye, so that she soon arrived at the hospital.

You see, from the highway to get to the hospital Aya must walk again for approximately one hundred meters.

"Mama, please your daughter, Aya really can't take it anymore, ma. It hurts so much," sweat started to drench the girl's face. Not because he walked far away, but the pain he endured became more and more.

"Uncle, help me," with a breath of breath Ayara called out to the security guard who happened to pass in front of her.

"God! Miss is about to give birth," exclaimed the hospital security guard, seeing Ayara's feet wet with her water that had just come out through the gap of the two girls.

"I-iya, please help me carry this bag. I can't stand it anymore" asked Ayara with sweat increasingly pouring profusely, just like her tears.

"Miss doesn't need to walk, wait a minute. I'll contact my colleague so that he immediately brings the hospital gurney," not waiting for a response from Ayara. The guard immediately contacted someone via a mobile phone attached to the belt he was wearing.

"Hold, Son. Soon we will meet," muttered Ayara forced herself not to fall. He must be strong for the sake of the baby.

...SERIATE......