Let's, Divorce
The Part 41
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"Until our baby is strong huh, Vi."
"Infant? whose baby?" asked Viana who turned to look at Mother, she actually guessed if the woman would have a baby but why there was a word 'We' that Andra said as if it was intended for her and Andra.
"You're pregnant, son."
DEG..
The whole world must have been able to guess how she feels now, getting pregnant because of coercion at the age of 18 years with a husband who does not love her is not an easy matter for all girls. Another story if it is based on love that likes to like.
But these? they had not argued from the beginning.
"No way, I don't want to, Bun."
"Vi, be patient, calm down first yes," asked Andra when his wife began to rebel and angry.
Her tears flowed without a sound of sobbing and it was very painful for people who understood Viana's feelings now.
All tried to calm him down, including Mother and Mother. Viana fell and limped helplessly in the arms of the two women. Thankful that Viana has people who love her so much. So it can be ascertained, he will not alone pass everything that is happening to him now.
Viana who can no longer struggle just silently without a sound, she continues to be given understanding in order to accept the reality if there are animate beings who are now thriving in her womb, the fetus is innocent as well as he and Andra. They need not be ashamed because everything is legal in the eyes of religion. No adultery and no need to think about the good name of the family that will all be well.
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Until the evening, Viana remained silent at all.
Now, there is only him and Andra in the inpatient room because everyone has gone home first.
"Vi, eat yes, pity the baby if you keep gini?"
"Pity? tell me who he is!" cetus Viana's.
"Don't say that, he's there because of us."
"You alone, you make him exist, I never want to," he replied again, still upset.
Everything Andra said was always answered by Viana, she seemed to turn into a figure of opposition, against everything ordered by her husband.
Really, it's not easy for him because he believes the whole school must be talking about him and Andra, Viana still remembers very well how the young man came with worry to the UKS room, then bring her to the hospital in a carport similar to the scene in the dramas that he often watched all this time.
Perhaps, if Haura was treated so all the students and schoolgirls would be ordinary, but how are you doing if this is her??
"I won't take you away from her, say this to everyone later, please," Viana said softly and softly.
"Who? whatchu mean?" asked Andra, the late night made his focus was reduced, he was tired really today was the hardest day for his brain.
"I didn't snatch you from Haura, I don't know anything about you guys" he repeated, now sobbing.
"Nobody's gonna tell you that, Vi."
"Many, just look at it later!"
Andra understood what Viana was thinking at the moment, but there was nothing she could do but wait for the girl to completely recover, he also did not turn on his cell phone after he contacted his parents and in-laws.
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Two days passed, Viana who had been allowed to go home would make two families feel relieved, the choice was still to go home to her parents even though at the Bramasta residence provided everything, Viana did not need it, Viana did not need it, he just wanted to get away from Andra, and that was more than enough for him.
"Go home, why come with me anyway," exorcised Viana who always dodged as Andra approached.
"I just want your mastiin to be good, Vi."'
" I'm much better off not having you, okay?!"
Andra can only throw a rough breath, either have to apologize what else on Viana so that their relationship back is fine. Because in fact until this moment the mother-to-be remains unchanged.
Viana, who was in her parents' car, will continue to be followed by Andra, she will continue to try to accompany her wife under any circumstances. Viana can not be alone, what else Mami has told how a woman's process when becoming a mother, especially at 9 months of pregnancy. And that does not mean that all also stop there, there is a process of childbirth and postpartum that is no less heavy in passing by these great women.
Viana got out of the car when her father's vehicle had stopped in the garage, he immediately entered when Mother opened the main door.
The door to the room that was locked from the inside also made Andra who came home to his wife back down to the bottom floor. There was Father and Mother who had just sat in the living room.
"What's wrong, I understand his attitude, Dad."
"Your weep have all talked about this to the school, they already know about Viana."
"Yes, Dad. It is likely that Viana will be home, there will be teachers who come here" replied Andra who already knew from her papa.
For the wealthy family, it is not difficult to silence the school. Bramasta can do anything including covering up their daughter-in-law's pregnancy for some time.
All has been discussed well, Viana will still stay here with Andra who will still come also accompany or just visit even though in fact the wife still does not want to be approached.
"Everything needs a process, you have to be patient, yes" asked Dad again to his daughter-in-law.
"Surely, Dad."
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Andra who brought food kept knocking on the door of Viana's room to be opened quickly, he was more worried when he heard the sound of vomit from inside though faint, faint, the father who was also equally worried immediately brought a spare key so that the brown painted object could soon be opened.
"Vi... Are you okay?" andra asked as she approached Viana in the bathroom sink.
Oeeeeekkk.
"I'll take a drink for a minute."
Again and again Viana refused, she brushed off what Andra had brought for her until a little fill in the glass spilled over her husband's clothes.
Mother who wants to get close was prevented by Father, he wanted the couple to sit together to talk from heart to heart because in their marriage now there are other creatures that need to be noticed his presence.
"I want you to beat me up, Vi."
"So, go home!" drive Viana out again.
Andra quickly shook her head, she held Viana on the bed to face each other.only in this way could she hold the girl to be quiet near her.
"Don't look at you!" threatening her again made Andra smile.
The two women who have been and are now in his life are much different characters, so how can Andra call if Viana is an outlet if its nature is like the earth and sky. If Haura can give him peace of mind, Viana can give him a challenge and realize what it means to be patient.
"I'm not going to macem a macem because one macem has made you pregnant, me-"
"Stop! don't tell me I'm pregnant, I'm not pregnant!" his jolt instantly raised the tone of speech.
Viana who can not accept herself will become a mother continues to reject reality even though slowly a sign of pregnant women he has felt no exception nausea vomiting that he just felt.
"You're pregnant, Vi."
"No! if you want, you're pregnant, I don't want to."
Now, both of them have looked at each other with sharp eyes, Andra is still trying to keep his emotions not provoked at all at this time even though it feels difficult because Viana always draws veins when talking to him.
"You stop going to school, I don't risk anything about you and our baby, you guys have to stay good. I hope you understand this problem" said Andra who immediately made Viana's eyes perfectly round.
"You can't set me up, pass exams soon and you want me at home with this baby? Wicked you Andra! WICKED!"
"I don't want you to be tired or stressed, Vi."
"Then, at home, am I not going to be stressed? you've ruined my body, my future and now you want to take my freedom too, right?!" viana asked with emphasis.
"Vi, no, this is the best for you," said Andra, of course he did not want his wife to be a gossip from a school that does not know anything about them. It is difficult to close hundreds of mouths even though it feels to have closed both ears with his own hands.
"I want to stay in school."
"I'm not allowed to, Vi, I'm afraid our baby is why, he's still small and vulnerable" Andra refused, still trying to give understanding.
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You choose me to stay in school, or I throw your baby away?