My (Ex) Boyfriend's
The Forty Nine

"Based on the child does not know yourself, this is how you repay the services of your parents? With you pregnant, the disgrace of the family is getting worshiped, not to mention the mental illness you suffer."

Breath faltering. A series of words successfully struck Nadia's heart, like lightning in broad daylight. He did not know clearly the intention of the arrival of his parents to the apartment, after which a shout berated and did not accept Nadia heard. They were that angry, after all who would dare to say this to his parents, could it be Renald?

Possibilities that are not necessarily happening are already lodged in Nadia's brain. The woman was half dead scared when she saw her parents all this time. Mr. Gilbert and Mrs Seon, never once showed such tenderness to her only child.

"Explain everything now Nadia! I've been ashamed all this time to educate you and raise you, if you end up dropping my family name." Sir Gilbert was sarcastic and full of emotion.

No, this does not want Nadia, scolded also treated like this. What Nadia wants Gilbert and Seon to treat her well, even if not with treatment, is at least this way of speaking. Nadia needs affection, Nadia needs a helping hand and Nadia needs teachings for her life.

"Sorry Nadia has embarrassed Mama and Papa, Sorry Nadia no longer know herself and Sorry Nadia-"

"Sorry you can't take away all the shame of Papa and Mama. Your crazy grandchild has spread to my co-workers, now Hamil is out of wedlock too soon will spread, and after this I guarantee that my company shares decline and I will go bankrupt." Shouted Mr. Gilbert impatiently. Strikes hard, does not hurt physically, but hurts the inner daughter.

Always depressed, since a long time ago, the dysthymia experienced by Nadia was also because of them. His life was too bleak, right said Selsa, too sad and sad. Nadia needs people who can strengthen her, but only Fabian gets.

Madam Seon did not make a sound, the silence dominated, watching her daughter who was tormented by her husband's words. Of course anger is in there, but disappointment is much greater and blurs everything. Madam Seon was disappointed, disappointed, considering that one of her errands had reported what had happened to Nadia, her anger was soaring. She knows how a mother knows this.

Her cries were stirring from earlier, sitting in front of her parents, with their hands interlocked to neutralize fear.

"What do you really want, Nadia? What exactly do you want to keep from ruining my life? What should I do to keep quiet and not keep doing something? Answer Nadia." Snapped Mr. Gilbert again.

Nadia automatically looked up at Mr. Gilbert and Mrs Seon who were standing in front of her, with tears that were endless.

"I just want you guys to be next to me. I want you guys not to be busy working and put me aside. I want Mama and Papa to share with me every night, I just want that." Spontaneous Nadia answered.

The mood of the gut is still lodged there, echoing and widening in every corner of Nadia's apartment. Even it feels like Mr. Gilbert's screams are still ringing and difficult to remove.

Mr Gilbert's face was more cynical, his smile deliberately raised, "You want me and Seon to continue to be beside you? You want me and Seon not busy working, and you want me and Seon to put you first? Think again Nadia, I work like this for you. For your career and for your future life."

"I don't need my career, I don't need my life going forward like I don't care, all I want is to be with you. I need you guys." Isak Nadia is in full demand. He is sure that tomorrow will not fly with a good condition, his eyes are swollen and his voice hoarse.

"Stop having an alibi like this. I beg you now also to drop your contents, I will deliver you." Pour Gilbert a step to wipe Nadia's hand and force her to pull.

Nadia shook her head unwillingly, her body she locked as hard as possible so as not to be attracted by Mr. Gilbert whose strength was so great. "No, no! No, I beg you not to abort my fetus!" Please Nadia with a slightly unclear rapport.

"Follow me or I'll kick your belly so your baby dies right now!" Threaten Mr. Gilbert who still did not grin Nadia.

Madame Seon stiffened her body slightly, surprised by her husband's actions that were so overstepped the limits. Lady Seon did not know what to do, if she fought back, her husband would be furious.

After being surprised to follow the steps of Mr. Gilbert, Nadia still thrashed not want to follow. The old man did not listen to the child's pinta, still took Nadia and left the apartment. But when his steps approached the door, the big box object opened and displayed a person who Nadia nantika kehdir.

"Nad."

"Fabian," Nadia half-smiled grievously, "help me!" His ink murmured softly, like his energy had run out.

"Who are you? Are you the one who impregnated my son?" Ask Mr. Gilbert with unfriendly intonation.

Fabian frowned in surprise, looking at Nadia at a glance and also Mr. Gilbert in turn. The focus is on the hands of Mr. Gilbert and Nadia, so behind Mr. Gilbert there is also Mrs Seon.

Upon awakening, Fabian pulls Nadia from Mr. Gilbert forcibly. Hiding behind his burly body, Fabian knows Nadia's parents' arrival to this apartment. Disliked, sad, angry and also disappointed looks clear there.

"Please listen to Nadia's explanation first, Om, Auntie." Fabian said calmly.

He could feel Nadia's fear so great behind him, the woman's hand shook violently behind his back.

"Don't interfere with my family! Get out of this apartment right now!" Mr. Gilbert's screams echoed in every corner of the room.

Shit, Fabian and Nadia were shocked.

"Om-Tante, please don't do anything you'll regret later! Please, let's talk about everything in a good way!"

"I won't regret anything about this selfless child. I was not even willing and disgusted to hear of the possibility of her other self, other than being crazy and getting pregnant out of wedlock, then what will be done? To be ****** from business people?"

"I have also become******** as a result of Papa and also Mama. You intentionally made me ***** so that your business runs smoothly, you don't remember a few years ago when I was in high school?"

"She's already, let me just talk."

"No Fabian, I can't hear them keep greeting me. Whether I am his son or not, they always blame me for what I did not do. Really, this is all unfair."

"Follow me now, too, come on."

"Om I beg you!" Fabian looked at Gilbert full of supplications, "Tante please persuade the aunt husband not to bring Nadia. I beg!" Fabian turned to look at Madam Seon but was not listened to.

Nadia suddenly shed her body, lowered her head for a while and prostrated herself in front of her parents. His cry broke again and so profusely, the thousands of needles pierced his heart without a crack.

"I'm sorry, forgive me! I promise after this I won't bother you, but I beg you not to abort my fetus. He's not wrong, I'm wrong."

Fabian saw that was not the heart, Nadia willing to prostrate like that but her parents still did not show any reaction? This is what Fabian hates most. With that, Fabian crouched down beside Nadia and gently rubbed Nadia's small shoulder.

"Already standing, they don't appreciate your apologies." Whisper Fabian slowly.

Nyinya Seon's heart was actually filled, seeing her son prostrate down there, but back again; the disappointment was very big.

"I will not abort your fetus, provided on one condition." Mr. Gilbert made an offer, his sentence flat as well as his expression.

Fabian asked Nadia to get up from her prostration, holding tightly onto the woman's shoulders as if dividing her strength.

"What?"

"Married soon, or I acted alone."

The thread falls back, *******breath frutation is heard. Nadia rubbed her face in disarray, "She doesn't want Pa's responsibility, it's impossible." It is full of pressure and full of pressure.

"I'm just giving you Nadia's condition, if you can't I'll act alone."

"Can I apply for another requirement?" Nadia asked.

"can't. My wife and I go home, excuse me." Mr. Gilbert took his wife's hand to leave the apartment draining her emotions. Inwardly cursing his son all-out because of this careless thing.

"How fab?" Nadia asked frustratedly, her body was allowed to rest by sitting on one of the couches there.

Fabian followed Nadia, sitting next to the woman, rubbing her face rough because her mind was dead. "Nadia I don't know either, my head is very light on corporate affairs and now your problems are getting complicated." His sister was half desperate.

"Then it's better for this fetus to be aborted, I'm tired of everything that constantly blames me."

"Hey it's your fault, but you have to think that the fetus is not wrong. Nad if you dare to do, you also have to dare to take responsibility, understand?"

Fabian's gentle gaze showed Nadia. The woman should not abort the womb, because whatever the reason, the fetus is not wrong.

"But I can't feel Fab, Renald-"

"I'll find the right solution, now rest." Sela Fabian fast.

Fabian did not want Nadia to have too many thoughts and caused the woman to go back to chaos.

The man's hand was raised, rubbed the head of dear Nadia, and also whispered a sentence full of calmness. Fabian always tells Nadia that everything is fine, but behind it everything is getting more complicated and uncontrollable. What should Fabian do?

...---...

The knock on the door or rather the blow sounded more and more obvious, quite hasty and wanted to be opened immediately. Damn, who would dare to visit nights like this.

From the second floor, his room, ran hastily open the door which of course had been pounded hard. But on the other hand his inner voice whispered a little afraid because he suspected evil things. Before opening the door wide, the broom used by Mina and Selsa was kept behind the body.

One, two, three!

As soon as the door opened, Selsa raised her broom to hit the brash for the night-time guests. Not yet hit, Selsa frowned to find a man in all black clothes and wearing a black hat. His face was half-closed, as it might be nighttime, so it was difficult to recognize.

But the focus moved to the man's hand, clutching a bouquet of roses, but this time the roses were white. Wait, usually the only rose he gets is a red rose, and that he knows who the sender is. Why did it turn white today? Could there be someone else sending this flower to her?

The man who was still lowered handed over the roses he was holding, no matter how many, it was many and Selsa was lazy to count them.

"Sorry before, didn't you have the wrong address? I've never ordered a rose like this before." Selsa asked quietly and made sure, the woman did not want to receive her white rose.

"Please talk! Who told you to give this?" Imbuh Selsa when he saw the man getting down.

The man remained silent and thrust out his white rose. As a result of the inner war between being accepted or not, Selsa finally accepted forcibly. Once said, maybe the man must have been surprised.

"It's late and the mas is silent, won't explain?" He asked, very upset.

Selsa screeching himself, if the guts are big he will surely erode the distance with the sender of flowers, remove the hat and stare fixedly at a face that may be foreign.

"From the one who always loved you." Answer the sender slowly.

Waitaminute! Selsa didn't hear wrong? Take a breath, exhale slowly! This must have been a misheard, yes misheard.

His feet took a step forward, just one step, his left hand was used to forcefully remove the hat, and how shocked he was now.

"You." He mumbled in disbelief.

For a long time just looking at each other, both seemed to remember why the relationship was this bad. Selsa did not recognize, which saw the man's body getting thinner, as well as his jaw looks so firm and increasingly arrogant.

Selsa pulled the man's left hand and put the rose back, "take your flower home, I won't take it."

When the woman turned around and wanted to close the door, the flower-sending man prevented her, pulling on her successful arm and strangling Selsa.

"I need you,"

The way he talks is different. It used to be a fiery one full of emotions, slowly gradually normalizing and now it was getting weaker and half hopeless.

"If you need me you come, otherwise you disappear at will? Oh, you bastard, Fabian." replied Selsa did not accept.

"Please, let's talk to me! My mind's fucked up and I just need you, I beg you." Pintanya.

Selsa tries to let go of the check, but as strongly as possible Fabian tightens and intends not to let go easily.

"Follow me to the back garden of Mina's house, just talk there." Take it with super flat intonation.

After the check was released, Fabian followed Selsa to the back garden of the house he occupied. Quite spacious, with several kinds of plants there, the atmosphere is quite romantic and often occupied by Mina and Vano for Candle Light Dinner. Set in such a way that both can be happy when enjoying the Dinner event.

Selsa allowed Fabian to sit on the black Iron Garden Chair there, as well as Selsa who sat beside the man with a considerable distance.

"Tell me what you want to see me, eleven o'clock at night and you interrupt my break."

"Fabian please tell me now, I don't have much time."

"Back to me!"

"W-what? I didn't hear wrong? Don't ever dream of it, because coming back to you is impossible."

Finding her elbow with her knees, propping up strength, her palms squeezing her hair down, covering her face that was so embarrassing when seen.

"Please forgive me, come back to me." The whisper that Selsa still heard was clear even though Fabian was covering his face.

Why did the sudden bitter and unlucky atmosphere make Selsa want to shed tears? Why would Selsa have to endure a stroke of heart when dealing with Fabian? Come on, Selsa, didn't you promise not to be like this?

"Meeting me just to say this? Ah it doesn't matter at all," he exasperated.

As strong as possible to prevent her tears from dripping, pressed her involuntarily her claustrophobic chest. Only twice a tap on his chest after that inhaled a deep breath of air, diverting his eyeballs everywhere so as not to let out a lot of liquid.

"The problem is getting more happy to be friends with me, help me!"

"It's a good thing to be friends with you, it's because you look for it often. You made it complicated yourself and why am I the one you need?"

Slowly raised his slightly sweaty and chaotic face, his net looked at Selsa deeply.

"Because just looking at you I can calm down, look in your eyes I'm so calm Sa." His fizzling was slow and hoarse.

"If just seeing me calms you down, then why did you throw me out Fabian? Why are you telling me to leave when I need you?" The defense is collapsing, the fucking tears are escaping.

Fabian, the crazy bastard, just stared at Selsa who started crying.

"I'm confused Sa, I'm always faced with a very difficult choice like you and Nadia."

"That means you're not assertive with your own feelings! If you really love me, you should fight for me back instead of disappearing like nothing happened."

Fabian stared perfectly at Selsa beside him, "I knew I was wrong. I was this stupid for being too protective of Nadia and ignoring you. As long as you know, Nadia was diagnosed with dysthymia and I don't know what else to help her with." Clearly slowly.

"I don't care if something happens to him, if you're honest from the beginning maybe I'll try to understand. Fab I've already been hurt and my heart is broken for the umpteenth time, why are you like this huh?"

Fabian's tears escaped, his body docked at Selsa who all gave so much distance. Her hands raised rubbed Selsa's cheeks wet with tears, I swear by anything, her heart hurt this much.

"Distimia is difficult to get rid of Sa, I was frustrated and desperate because of Nadia who can not be cured. That's why I'm getting away from you,"

"I told Nadia to take up psychotherapy, but she refused. He just needs me he said, he told me to stay away from you and leave you."

"And you do, don't you? Then what else are you coming back for, huh?" Selsa asked withholding a sob.

"After I leave you, problems often come and I don't know what to deal with. Nadia's pregnant, Renald doesn't want responsibility and now my office is in trouble."

"That's none of my business" Selsa said.

Fabian turned his gaze back, "Please, please give me one hug. Just one, after that I'll go home." His request was very pleading, this time very and very.

The atmosphere was getting sadder, very, both of them were both crying and regretting their decision to part. Honest deep down, Selsa's sympathetic feeling is greater. He also pityed Fabian's condition like this, Fabian who is thin and looks empty. But it's a punishment worth it for a guy like Fabian, it's easy to waste.

Without another word Selsa hugged Fabian tightly, shedding all the longings that had been harbored. Both of them are still together so grimy their respective chests. Selsa's cry was no less intense, her back was trembling and her lips were rumbling indistinctly.

The memory of parting again fluttered, cussing every word that came out at that time. In fact, both of them are still hoping to return and establish love. But back again with circumstances that do not seem to approve.

"Nadia's parents know, they asked Nadia to get married to cover up her current pregnancy, and Renald didn't want to."

Selsa's premonition was bad, but the woman chose to shut up and cry there.

"Sa," Fabian called slowly, "What if I'm the one who's going to marry Nadia?" Ask super clean.

And that damn question is so stupid and it skates free. Fabian again broke Selsa's heart, tore her apart repeatedly and left her alone. Selsa hugged her, very tightly, and cried there. His head shook as a sign that he was not ready.

"T-please-"