One Night One Billion

One Night One Billion
CHAPTER 18 - Responsible?


The expensive wheels stopped right in front of the courtyard of a rented house, the residence of Aqila who hitchhiked to her senior, Jeni.  Dirga stepped doubtfully towards the tightly shut door. His hands seemed heavy as if moving to knock on the door, he was already standing right in front of the door leaf.


Then where did his courage that he had been building, and instantly seemed to disappear when facing a girl like Aqila.


Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok


Dirga knocked on the door with a slow rhythm. The result is that there is no answer from within. He tried to sigh again to gather courage and confidence, that indeed he had to answer for his performance.


"Aqila! please open! I want to talk!" Dira kept knocking on the door and calling out Aqila's name but still there was no answer from within.


Erik said, "Don't let Aqila do anything, because a frustrated person won't be clear-minded." Dirga shook her head, she did not want to until Aqila did a no-no.


The dug dug dug!


What was originally just a slow knock turned into a loud bang. Dirga turned the door knob and opened the door, which turned out the door had not been locked. Dirga went inside the house, looking around that looked very quiet.


"Aqila! Qil!" call him.


Getting inside, and stopping right in front of the room door, Dirga brought her ears closer to the door and heard faintly the sound of crying that was very heartbreaking.


"Hiks hyx!"


Dirga knew that the one who was crying was Aqila, Dirga opened the door and sure enough, Aqila was crying under the foot of the bed by hugging her own feet.


Slowly Dirga stepped closer and took a seat beside Aqila, her hands moving behind Aqila's body and embracing her but Aqila immediately pulled over and stood up with a face that looked sad.


"Don't touch me! you motherfucker! you're dickhead! I hate you!" maki Aqila to Dirga who stood up.


Seen Dirga who returned to exhale, he looked softly at Aqila's iris eyes, he knew that she was wrong, and at this time he would be responsible. "Qil, I'm sorry, I know I'm wrong I'm sorry for ruining your future" said Dirga regretfully and stepped closer to Aqila.


"I must how Sir? what's with you apologizing, it'll all come back as usual?!" her crying broke again.


Dirga hugged Aqila, calming Aqila who was growing weeping. But Aqila continued to rebel, as if disgusted by Dirga's touch, but Dirga did not give up, he tried to embrace it tightly until when Aqila was tired of beating Dirga's chest and resignedly embraced by the man who had impregnated him.


"Don't worry, everything will be fine, I will take responsibility for my actions, Aqila."


"Insponsible how do you mean? don't add to my burden anymore, sir."  Aqila who was still crying roared and again beat the chest of the field and burly Dirga.


"I hate you, I hate you, hysterical hysterics.."


"I will marry you, Aqila.''


Aqila was silent with a sigh of excitement, she was goosebumps hearing Dirga's voice and honestly she was not ready. Indeed, he still wants to continue his education, and for Aqila, getting married is not an easy thing because he only wants to get married once in a lifetime.


"Married?"


"Yes, soon we'll get married."


Aqila slightly pushed Dirga, and let go of her embrace. Aqila shook her head slowly, her facial features illustrating her disapproval of Dirga's proposal.


"Then I have to how, Aqila...! please don't give me a hard choice."


"Difficult? You're making it harder for me!!" Aqila's cry returned emotion. But suddenly "Aaakkkhhh!!!" Aqila screamed and bowed, her hands clutching her stomach.


Dirga who saw that immediately panicked, and immediately brought Aqila a basket, helping Aqila to lay down her body. "Tunngu here!" Dirga passed out of the room.


"Uuchh! sakiyitts! oh my God.." cried Aqila.


A few moments later, Dirga returned with a glass of warm water and was immediately given to Aqila.


"Slow down" said Dirga, helping Aqila drink the warm water she was carrying.


"I beg for your control, Aqila. The doctor said you can't be stressed."


Aqila did not answer, she was still crying behind the blanket even though her stomach pain had slowly subsided due to the warm water given by Dirga.


TBC>>>>>>>>>>>


            \~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~\~


Stop by my friend's novel, Yuk!