My Bastard Boss's
Chapter 7 The Presence of Artanza

Throughout the day Bi Ismi tried to strengthen the nephew so as not to act recklessly. Disha himself continues to blame the fetus in this womb.

"O Lord, awaken 'lah Disha, the fetus in his stomach is completely innocent. "inner Bi Ismi miris. The middle-aged woman quickly rose to leave Disha alone, she chose to see doctor Arta.

Before long the handsome doctor came, the look on his face looked concerned to see the fragility of Disha. The gallant man immediately approached her, kneeling in front of Disha.

"Stop blaming the baby in your womb Disha. " said Arta softly.

"Because of this baby and that jerk made my life more ruined." cried Disha hysterically. The pregnant woman hit her stomach blindly, Arta stood up again and blocked her hand.

"Stop Disha. "snaps Eza carried away emotions about Disha's behavior just now. Disha came back crying hysterically, Arta let out a long sigh. The man tried to calm this patient of his, he had heard what had happened to Disha up to this.

Arta brought him into the arms, he felt the pain of seeing Disha's fragility. Disha himself has not been able to accept the bitter reality he received as well as the baby in his womb at this time. The beautiful woman often blames herself, considering herself an unlucky carrier like father's affection all along to her.

Arta immediately carried him, carried him into the car. Afterwards meet with aunt Ismi and Hazel to get ready. After packing, the two of them got into the car belonging to ARta.

"I plan to take Disha away from this country, besides that I will close the access so that no one knows" Arta said.

"Yes Doctor, thank you for helping my best friend" Hazel said, wiping away her tears. Arta props up her four-wheeler, leaving the village where she does her apprenticeship.

Aunty gently rubbed the nephew's thin cheeks. His heart was broken seeing Disha's miserable state like this. He hoped that in a new place, this nephew would be able to accept all the circumstances that occurred.

Eza Artanza Akhtar is a renowned obstetrician. The man had been in the profession for almost five years.

At the airport, they all got out of the car. Arta had taken care of everything quickly, after checking in the flight they went straight inside. The man laid Disha on the bed, accompanied by Ismi.

Arta herself now chose to sit quietly while opening her magazine. Hazel approaches, the man chatting with her about Disha's origin. The girl said what she knew about Disha. Eza had contacted the driver to pick him up at the K state airport.

After a few hours, they finally got off the plane. Disha was silent when Arta asked him to get in the car. The luxurious car sped up, there was no chatter between them.

The Villa

They all went down and went inside, Arta asked the waiter to take Hazel and Bi Ismi to their rooms. Arta herself invites Disha to the room that will be occupied by the girl.

Cclek

Both of them entered the room, Arta embracing her shoulder with a heart.

"What about the room, do you like Disha? " ask Arta softly.

"I want to go let go of me. " Disha rebelled again, Arta pressed the pregnant woman's shoulder in front of her this.

"Where are you going, aborting your womb. Is it in such a depraved way that your life will return to the beginning? " arta said cynically. The man also told Disha to stop blaming the baby in the woman's womb.

Disha was crying out loud, Arta's words so slapped her. The woman's body immediately suffocated, Arta propped her up and then carried her on the bed. The man continued to give advice for her, Disha herself tried to cover her ears.

"Stop, I said stop. Until now I will never want to admit the fetus in my stomach. " cried Disha hysterically.

"I know you're so devastated by the fact that you've received from the man who desecrated you. But the foetus in your stomach is innocent Disha, he does not deserve your insults and insults" muttered Arta. He decided to get out of Disha's room and rushed towards her room.

Disha looked puzzledly staring at the surroundings which seemed to be filled with flowers. The beautiful woman continued to walk forward, until her gaze fell on a middle-aged woman.

"Mother." murmured Disha with a soft look.

"Come on ' son. " answered the woman gently. Disha immediately ran towards her mother, the girl hugged her body tightly.

"Bring me with you Mom, I can't stand the harsh reality

this. "murm Disha wryly. Harnita's mother let go of her embrace, wiping away the child's tears.

"It's not time yet, son. What happened to you has become your destiny baby, the fetus in your stomach is not guilty at all" said Ms. Harnita.

Disha nodded, the woman cried and went back to blaming the fetus in her stomach. The mother tried to advise her to stop blaming the fetus in Disha's stomach.

"Believe me dear, after this storm passes there will be a rainbow after her. As long as you are patient in facing the test of life. "

Disha continued to cry, digesting the advice her mother had said. After her daughter calmed down, Harnita's mother kissed the child's forehead, giving her support if she was so affectionate. Instantly his soul disappeared as the wind blew on him.

"Mother hiks, mother do not stay in Disha ma'am." cried Disha.

Huh

Disha opened her eyes, looking around her. The pregnant woman recalled the mother's advice, she directly touched her stomach. "Sorry mom, sorry. Sorry because mama is constantly berating you dear. " muttered Disha with deepest regret.

The pregnant woman went downstairs and went to the bathroom. A while passed he finished cleaning himself, immediately wearing a dress that was available inside the dressing room.

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Arta went inside, brought pregnant women food and milk. He looked surprised to see Disha who looked sweet with her neat appearance. The pregnant woman got up, sat back on the bed.

"You've woken up Disha? "

"Yes, doctor, I'm sorry that I am bothering you so much sir"." said Disha awkwardly.

"I'm not married yet, you better call me by name. Eza Artanza Aktair." said Arta clearly.

Arta immediately asked him to eat, the man chose to feed Disha. Disha felt awkward seeing Arta so paying attention to her. The pregnant woman received a bribe after a bribe until the last, Disha also drank her milk up to the toilet.

"What are you thinking now, you don't intend to bury your fetus? " guess Arta.

"No, I've realized that I shouldn't blame the fetus in my stomach" Disha said regretfully. Arta breathed a sigh of relief hearing that, at least Disha had come to a realization of her mistake.