Missing Room
Episode 77's

My head was still bowed with a hiccup. The pain is ignored. Through the palm of my hand I pressed my chest firmly.

"Is this how you used to feel, Mom? Then is this how you repay me?" my murmuring is interrupted by the increasingly becoming sob.

My memories now rotate, decating one by one the attitudes I once directed at him. Grateful, not sympathetic and also do not want to care about it.

My attitude towards him is now a boomerang that stabs me, and I really don't want to be treated like this. With his silence I am already this senelangsa, then what if the time has come to separate later, my screams in my heart.

I shook my head strongly and immediately I headed towards the door and I was sure Mas Pras would not have slept.

Arriving at the door of Aqila's room, I gripped the door handle firmly which in the end with a strong determination I opened it. Simultaneously Mas Pras turned his body which then set his eyes on me.

"Is there something?" tanyanya was accompanied by rising from her sleeping position.

"Didn't like the boy I'm holding?" I said and merta who was still in a position standing in front of the door.

"What do you mean?" said Mas Pras who was looking at me with fused eyebrows.

"The attitude changed. It's moving away from me" I said in a trembling voice.

"Then what attitude can you show me? Give you attention, mince words asking this and that. Make what? This was all Mas did to fortify Mas's own heart. If Mas continues to be near you, it's the same Mas will have difficulty releasing you," explained Mas Pras by stepping closer to me.

I flinched with one step back looking at him with reminiscent tears. "Mas— what did Mas say? Does that mean Mas knows the kid I'm carrying is your son, Mas?" I said in a stifled voice, barely believing.

Then now Mas nodded in response to my words and immediately my heart seemed to be pumped so fast and immediately I said raising my voice. "Mas knows, for the sake of convincing you and for the sake of making Mas believe me, I've almost gone crazy!"

For a moment I set my breath. "Last night I was thinking how to prove this boy is yours, and Mas know—I was tormented. And that's what I want. Reply to what I did first?" I said looking into his eyes.

Mas Pras sighed harshly and then started to make a sound. "Early knowing you're pregnant there's doubt in Mas's heart. But, as time went on, I believed it was my son. Because Mas knows very well who the figure of Mas's wife is. He was so obedient to his parents, he was so spoiled and I believe there is no way he could have committed a major sin. Then after knowing the child in your womb in accordance with the wishes of Mas, Mas already can not do anything."

Desperation surrounded the look in his eyes, his hand this time grabbed both of my shoulders and spoke again. "Patience, soon you can pursue what you want. Lawyer Mas will arrange everything."

I was still staring at Mas Pras even with eyes that started to blur. The check on my shoulder now felt slack, the steps twisted and before Mas Pras really moved away from me I said, "Mas giving up?"

His steps came to a halt, and I quickly walked towards him to clench his body from behind, and continued my words with a trembling voice. "Mas has succeeded in making me suffer the longing of continuing to ignore me, and this time Mas easily wants to let go of me. Isn't that bad?"

To be Continue

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