Mathelina
Chapter 12's

I'm Pregnant!

His body was tired, but his papa's greeting made him complain even more. What else do you want, Mr Jonathan? Matthew turned to face him, coincidentally he was passing through his room.

“I heard you refused to be transferred to Jakarta?” tanyanya, come to Matthew. “What's up? Didn't you always make a fuss about going back to Jakarta?”

Can't he not take care of the problem? Matthew grunting. “Why? What now you're satisfied to see me, so you want to expel me?”

Confrontation again? This kid's mind is not as mature as his age. If he had no purpose, his papa would definitely not have a sweet mouth with him. “My health is not good, where can take care of two companies at once, in different countries, too. So, I decided to put you as the president there.”

“Then, what about the position of director in the company?”

“Quiet, will not be empty. There's your stepmom replacing.”

Oh, so this is the woman's plan? Matthew glanced at his stepmother who was leaning against the doorway with a smile.

His father often boasts of women who cannot take care of children - who he says are the best graduates at Oxford University - but would rather spend his papa money beautifying themselves than changing his step-sister's diaper. Matthew sneered, but couldn't help but smile as his father told all the nonsense to his colleagues.

Matthew turned his eyes back to his father. “I'll think.”

Just like his papa, Matthew did not feel at home for long. Without saying anything, he stepped towards his room, chuckling at how the company would be if it was handled by a blunt-brained woman like his stepmom.

-;-;-;-

If it were you, Elina would say: “I need you, Matthew. I'm pregnant with your son,” but unfortunately, that man isn't her. It's just an illusion. Why is he circling around in his head anyway?

“Austin?” Elina flinched, quickly distancing her body.

Between shame and annoyance. Bad memories in the past are still not forgiven so hold a grudge.

“Sorry. Thank you,” is just that, then it just passes by. Not because it was awkward, rather sick of seeing his face.

Is her face that bad? No. gabe. Elina hated her platitudes, her selfishness, and her ridiculous reputation!

It seems like months ago he stated, never show his face, let alone hold his hand like this. Even if it had to make him hurt, Elina did not care if he threw the grip violently.

“Moreover, Austin? Less by saying ‘thank you’ from me earlier? All right, I'll say it up to 10 times so you're satisfied!” Elina ketus's.

“Please, Lin, give me a chance.” Pake begged again. Elina is even more arrogant.

There is no such thing, especially if his heart has been locked for someone like Austin. What it's like and whatever Austin wants to do, whatever, Elina doesn't care. If Austin does not want to get out of front of him, then Elina will go.

“Elina!” Austin exclaimed somewhat heartily, as Elina insisted on walking away from him.

Even if it sounds, assume you don't hear it. Even if necessary, Elina covered her ears. What did he call her for? Why did he come back to his life? If he knew about his condition now, would he still accept Elina?

Austin stared at Elina who was getting further away. He thought, Elina is so angry and stubborn at this time, when in fact the girl is wiping tears of pain from the problems that are afflicting her.

He understands and knows, Austin is not the right person for now. All she needed was Matthew, the man who impregnated her, who filled Elina's head with his handsome face.

Inwardly, he called out the man's name, crying in the middle of the street, not caring about the gaze of the person he met. Unaware that he was losing his way. He was stunned, then stunned. What road did he just walk? To where Elina doesn't know.

He was lost, as his life is now. He didn't know where to go to find the right way out. For now, what I think about her mother and sister. But he did not dare to face them with his circumstances like this.

The end of his goal leads to the house of his best friend, Raima—, that's all that comes to mind when his brain can't think clearly. He appears in front of Raima's house, which leaves her stunned when she opens the door.

Rarely did Elina come with a smile—maybe less than this week, Raima saw a beautiful smile on her lips—like before, somber and drenched. Never did Raima not wonder in her heart: what other problems have befallen this girl? Then, why allow himself to get wet? Did he not bring an umbrella?

“Come in!” Raima pulls Elina into her house. Poor cold, plus the rain is getting heavier.

Raima closed the door, told Elina to change clothes first so as not to catch a cold. While he, stepped into the kitchen, made two glasses of ginger milk to warm the body on a night of rain.

“My tori bother you,” muttered Elina, both hands holding a glass of warm fragrant ginger milk.

“Emang ever I feel repotinated same lo?” Raima did not completely agree with Elina's words.

They have been friends for a long time. Sayings “thank you” and “maaf” are not available in the friendship dictionary. Whatever it is, it won't be a problem for Raima.

Elina smiled blandly.

Raima put down her milk, after a slight sip. “Try, now story. What made you come to my house, with the kayak condition? Lo kayak out of heartbreak tau, nak.”

It may be said to be true; heartbroken because of the happy life expectancy is destroyed caused by this. But should it be told? Raima is where Elina shares half of her story to tell, while the other half is for herself to keep. It's just, this matter is a bit more sensitive. This is a story about his new world that will make him change completely in any aspect. What do you think, if Raima knows about the new life in her body?

Elina tried to be strong, but still absorbable porcelain that is easily broken. At that very instant, tears were seen flowing slowly on his cheeks. Raima was surprised, extending her hand towards Elina's cheek, wiping away those tears.

“Hey, why? What's up, Lin?” tanyanya.

The cry was without a sound, only a small sobbing was held back. Elina tried hard, will not cry until roaring like in soap opera—crying like that will make her look weak.

Gently touched Raima's hands from both of her cheeks. He stopped sobbing, with the rest of the courage and calm sought, finally a statement that he should say, “Gue pregnant.”

Shocked until the mouth is open, confused, in disbelief, even a million questions swirling in the mind, surely something like this will happen to his mother and sister in the first minutes. Raima had a hard time digesting Elina's statement, even at a loss for words. The difference is, her mother will fall unconscious after her tears fall, and Frasya will look disgusted at her brother.

Silent, no words came out of the mouths of the two women, only the sound of the sound of the sound of rain water hitting the tile and the ground, as well as the sometimes earthy sound of lightning. Elina couldn't look at Raima, looking down uneasily. If Raima, her gaze was agitated, still could not believe what she heard.

“Serious, Lin?” Then, that comment was what he said while looking at Elina.

“Why do you hide this?” moh Raima riled.

Elina put her glass to the table. “Gue was late for 10 days, but I experienced morning sickness this morning, just like the time I want to transfer form college hours.” Elina breathed a heavy sigh. “So I tried to check into the clinic, and the result is positive pregnant.”

Who was pregnant with Elina, but who thought hard to find a solution instead Raima— without asking Elina first. Suddenly he stood up, going from there.

“Gue should tell Matthew,” murmured confirmed.

Tell that guy? Elina must prevent it! Before Raima stepped up, Elina clasped her hand. “Do not,” says Elina, “gue is not ready.”

The girl's face was parched? Why this attitude? Why did he make such a stupid decision again? A girl who is hard to guess and too closed. No wonder, Raima often frowned and did not understand it.

While sitting back down, Raima asked annoyedly, “What's not ready yet? Why lo.... doubt the same Matthew?”

Yes, what made him doubt? Elina herself was still worried about the sincerity of Matthew she often received. He felt that the man was nobody in his life, not wrong in this. He didn't need to take responsibility, because he was the one who made that stupid decision. The risk is he who bears, it was his determination to sell his body for 80 million dollars.

The turmoil of all his dilemma makes him unable to think clearly. Elina looked down and was silent. Just look and respond to Raima. “Do not do anything before I make a decision. I still can't think, so can you keep it a secret from anyone?”

Raima stared fixedly at the girl, understanding her through her silent and compassionate eyes. Elina was right, she was the one who was supposed to make my decision, not her pretentious best friend. He understood and nodded. She will promise to keep her mouth shut until Elina herself tells the other about her pregnancy.

-;-;-;-

Mother was pensive in front of her eldest child's room which was tightly closed since dinner 30 minutes passed. There was something strange, Elina's smile was not visible anymore. Changes in attitude happen often. He also felt locked in his room, just like he used to.

He asked: “ada what?” and Elina simply replied: “it's okay,” while smiling thinly.

The college plan failed again. He said that their finances are not stable at this time, so the lecture was postponed for a while, especially Frasya will go to college. Let him give up.

But that makes Mom tick suspiciously at the time dinner goes on. The girl touched her food a little, then suddenly smothered her mouth.

“What's up, Elina,” asks Mom worried.

Elina looked up and shook her head. The sound of people vomiting sounded from him. Immediately, Elina rushed to run to the bathroom. And it's not just happening tonight.

I don't want to guess, but that's how the hunch muttered softly in her chest. Is Elina pregnant? However, a dilemma came: it was impossible. Elina was a kind and obedient girl, how could she possibly make such a big mistake? Then, he thought that Elina must just be not fit.

A week passed, that morning Mother was made astonished by Elina's sudden decision. He carried a medium-sized black tote bag out of his room, neatly dressed.

“Where are you going, son?” ask Mom, who just gave change to a buyer.

“I was invited to work by my friend. I will stay with him, because the place is far from here,” replied Elina, then pulled out her ultimate weapon so that Mother does not suspect, smiling.

“Where is it?”

“On the edge of town,” said Elina, then lifted her bag. “Yes already, I'm going first, yes, Bu.”

Sudden departure without much explanation. Mother could not ask much, give her hands to be kissed and pray to her child even though she was not willing to be separated by distance.

Mother and Frasya stared resignedly as Elina stepped away from this house. Their love and longing are brought by him. They hope, may God always protect her, bless her with health and sustenance, and return her to their side, soon.

-;-;-;-

Matthew put his bag on a chair in the airport lobby. Finally, set foot again in Jakarta. His face in heart. The ringing sound of his cell phone rang, immediately he picked it up.

“Yes, I just got off the plane,” said on the other end of the phone. A few seconds he was silent, then when his gaze was on someone, he said, “Ya, Mr. Rano has just come. I'll hang up the phone first, Ma.”

The sapodilla-skinned man was mature, thin, and had an earthy appearance, smiling to approach and greet. Mr. Rano, a driver who has been working for 20 years in Matthew's family, picked up his bag and took him.

“How are you, Mr Rano?” It's not a question of pleasantries, because it was almost two months ago that Matthew didn't meet him.

With a polite and gentle nature, Mr. Rano replied, “Good, Den Matthew. Aden seems to be more handsome.”

Matthew laughed at the compliment. While walking to a parked car, Matthew asked about the situation at home, including his mother. Of course, with pleasure Mr. Rano told it with a thick Javanese accent.

During the trip, there were a lot of things Matthew asked. Mr. Rano was already considered like family, and Matthew respected him. After the conversation ended, Matthew stared at the streets of Jakarta. Although he was not so sorry with the route here, but thanks to GPS, he was able to find traces of Elina. With the girl, there have been many incidents that have been passed by her.

Remember Elina again!

Matthew held his chin, pensive. “What is he doing now?”

Daydreams about Elina forgetting the traffic jam Jakarta, until she was unaware that the car had reached in front of her mother's house. Mr. Rano opened the car door for him, then he walked towards the door and rang the bell.

The door opened for a long time, but Matthew pressed the doorbell patiently-just twice then he waited. A few seconds later, the door of the house opened. He greeted his mother with a smile. However, what happened was that his expression turned dumbfounded upon seeing someone who had just mastered his brain with a shadow of his face.

The person who opened the door was similarly shocked. Girl dressed as a nanny, long and black hair dicepol— with bangs removed to the right, pecking in disbelief to see her figure.

What kind of destiny is this? I don't know. Perhaps God has linked the common thread between Elina and Matthew.[]

***Author Note:

Not expecting because2 sick to be molor nulis. Berhari2 at home—sit, sleep, sits, sleeps, yes it goes on. But this chapter is not finished2 because the brain is blunt if it hurts again. Hadeuhwas. Finally, I read the novel I bought a year ago, and have not had time to read (newly torn plastic is only 😁😁😁)

Oh yea. Because I was a little busy and for health reasons too, Mathelina only published 2 times a week, about 2 days on Tuesday and Friday. But I'll make it a little longer than usual.

Okay, that's it. Welcome to read 😊***