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Genna asked the aunt to make milk, eat heavy food like she would not be able to, even her nausea had appeared even though she had not eaten it.
"This is her milk powder" Bibik put a glass of pregnant milk on the dining table in the presence of Genna.
"Still bik" said he, who was answered nodding his head by the aunt.
Genna grabs her, painstakingly tries to drink her, enduring the nausea by the smell of milk but what else should she be able to eat. At least something had to go into her stomach.
"Hueeekk..." He had not even had time to gulp his milk, but again his stomach churned and refused. His stomach was very hungry, but there was nothing he could swallow.
Genna put the milk glass back on the table, she didn't touch it at all. The smell alone has made her nauseous, what else should drink her.
Genna leaned herself on the dining table chair. Close her eyes and her sense of wanting her to cry, as agonized as this was her pregnancy.
"Darling.." Candra came and touched his shoulder. The man pulled a chair next to his wife.
"Still nauseous ?" Ask her.
"I'm the laper to eat ! but just now the smell was nauseous..!!" And Genna's ending is crying.
"Darling.." Candra rubbed Genna's stomach. It was unbearable to see his wife who was suffering so much. If only he could change everything, then Candra wanted him to feel the pain Genna was feeling right now.
"We're going to the hospital.." Candra was really very worried, her wife was even already looking very pale.
"I don't want to, I don't want to.." Reject it for real.
"But you can't eat even a little Gen, you're a big shoot.."
Again Genna cried, really did not want to go to the hospital.
"Darling. eat yes.. " Candra was completely confused, persuaded like anything but Genna still could not eat. He had just swallowed a mouthful, but he had immediately regurgitated his food. Not even a glass of milk did he touch her
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Genna went into the bathroom, but this time it wasn't for vomiting. But again he felt like something was coming out of his sensitive area. Like a liquid.
Genna tried to look at her, and again she saw bloodstains on her underwear. This time it looked more, and it really frightened her. It is impossible for her to come to the moon in her pregnant state.
"Yes..." Genna screamed from inside the bathroom calling her husband.
Candra who was sitting on the bed while doing her work, hastily she closed her laptop and ran towards the bathroom.
"Darling, why ?" Candra panicked, she immediately opened the bathroom door and went inside her.
"Blood on.." Brique Genna
"Da-blood ? what blood ?" Her question doesn't understand.
"From there's blood coming out, there's no way I'm going to the moon.." It was clearly trembling.
Candra is getting panicked, confused about what to do.
"His stomach hurts ?"
"We're going to the hospital, I'm worried, baby"
And this time there was no more rejection from Genna.
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Della cries, shedding her tears as Andrian tells her all about his past with Della, his mama.
Not only Della, but Andrian also cried. He was so sorry for his actions that he had been said to be a very bastard once in the past.
"Sorry papa Dell, papa is really evil, actually has not pantes papa in sorry again.." She muttered in the middle of her crying.
His gaze was straight, staring blankly but his mind recalled all his deeds first.
"Papa's really sorry Dell, papa wants to change.." She shriveled while looking down.
"Pa.." Della touched the father's shoulder. Makes the man reflexively turn his head towards her.
"Papa's been trying to find your mama lately, but.-"
"Pa.." Della interrupted Andrian's words. "Last let pass, now.we must face the present and future, Della happy to meet papa again, Della happy papa want to change, papa happy to change, and Della really hopes that papa can be the one who will love Della, Della has lost her mom, and Della doesn't want to lose her.." Ogre Della.
Andrian was increasingly embarrassed, sounding stunned by his sobbing Isaac. How sinful he was to his daughter. Wanting him to curse himself for all his deeds, was shameful. In fact, the princess who had been in vain would have easily accepted her as her papa and had forgiven for her biggest mistake.
Oh Della's...
If she were alive, how lucky she would be to have a daughter as good as Della is today.
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Flashback off
Andrian POV
That night, I was drunk, when I was about to buy water in a supermarket that was open 24 hours, I met someone I knew very well when I was in college. That's Candra, the man I consider an enemy because I've been busy meddling in my affairs, and he was the male figure as the helper of Della a girl who was also a domestic assistant in my house that I had ruined her life. I hated her so much at that time.
After a bit of a fight with her, I went home in between with my personal assistant. Yoga is her name.
At that time I really lost my way, drunkenness was my habit, playing women has become the main thing for me. Club' night is like home to me.
Once at home, I was greeted by my mother, but that night my mother looked different, suddenly my mother slapped me very hard, very hard, made the corner of my lips bleed again because of Candra's punch when we had a fight.
Yes, mama was very angry, the woman was crying because she was so tired of facing me who always came home early in the morning to get drunk. I was the only child, and my father, everywhere I didn't know, I haven't known my father since I was a child, all I know is that papa has left me and my mom because of another woman. So, I'm the only one you can count on in her life and also run her company.
I was silent to hold back the pain that came back, wanting to be angry at the mother who without cause slapped me but I could not bear to see her tears.
"When are you like this Andrian !" Snapped him at me. I saw the face of my mother who was very angry.
"Drunk, come home early, when you want to live your life right !" And my mom's crying broke even more, making me instantly limp down. Yes, even though I'm a famous bastard, but I can never see the tears that come out of my mama's eyes. Every tear that came out of my eyes, made me think back to when my mother cried because of the departure of the father who wanted to marry another woman.
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