Parents For My Baby
Be marooned

Pov Camilla

"Randy... I asked you Randi why you did all this to me!!!"

But Randi only fell silent, occasionally he showed his wily smile. His naughty hands started touching my face again.

"Camila...Camilla... I've said many times that your father was the cause of my parents' lives being ruined, you know Kamila after we split up when I was going back to Jambi, my father was arrested by the police, It was your father who devised the plan to arrest my father!!!"

"You need to know, he can't possibly catch anyone carelessly, nor can he possibly act rashly and without proof!!!"

"Yeahaaa Kamila.. Yes, my father was a criminal, but your father planned his death in prison, isn't jailing him for ten years enough? Why would your father kill my father!!!"

"I can't believe my father deliberately planned the murder of your father Randi, I don't believe all your words because you are a fraud and a criminal just like your Father!!!"

"Silent you are a lady ja*ang, know what you are about my family life!!!"

"I know a lot about you Randi, you are a selfish man and only act for your own sake, you are as evil as your Father, you are, your family deserves punishment in this world for the crimes you have committed, and now I am aware while still in school, Dad did forbid me to be close to the newcomers in the housing complex it turns out that this is the reason, so you mafia drug kingpins and thugs who disrupted security at that time? Well I didn't expect Randi that villain was my lover's family back then!!!" I said while mocking and laughing.

Randi seemed to start stirring up emotions, he then approached me and smothered my mouth. "Be quiet, you stupid woman, I won't let your mouth speak again to insult my family, your time is up and now feel my reply!!!"

He took something in his pants pocket and put it in my mouth. A few moments later it all felt so dark. I resigned if Randi would kill me.

******

I took a sip with the dawn prayer, and then opened my eyes slowly." Where am I am I am I dead? or is it still alive?"

I tried to look around me, I was still alive, on my right and left I saw towering trees, now I realized I was in a wilderness. 'Where is this?' my inner.

With all my might, I tried to sit with my body leaning against a tree. I looked at my situation, my body looked so messy with some bruises, I then looked at my bag to find my phone and wallet. 'Sial Randi is really evil, my phone and wallet are not in the bag, he must have taken it, apparently he wants me to die slowly in this forest!'. But in a gap of my bag I still found a little money that I used to save to buy a drink, even if this is a dime but still so valuable to me in these circumstances.

'Wait, didn't I hear Adzan? means there's a village not far from here?'

But it turned out that my body was so limp, the moment I tried to stand up, my body had already collapsed again onto the ground. I could only lie there gathering the remains of my strength back. 'I have to eat to replenish my energy, but there can be no food in the wilderness like this.'

I didn't run out of ideas, I saw young leaves, I took them and ate them. The drops of dew in the morning that pooled between the leaves and then I drank, now I can sit, then I see the seeds of the catapults around me. I gathered and broke it with stones and ate it.

Now I have a little energy to continue the journey, even though I am so limped that I try to keep going. For hours I walked while eating some leaves in the forest to give me energy, but I have not found any signs of a village.

As I began to feel panic, anxiety and despair, I faintly saw the highway. I was so happy, then I quickened my footsteps. But even though I have found a highway, this road turns out to be very quiet. I've been standing for a long time, but none of the vehicles have crossed this road.

Armed with the rest of the energy that I still have I then try to walk, down this road, it feels like I have been through this road for so long but I have not met the village. I then rested for a while, it felt so tired and hungry, the kick in my stomach was getting tighter.

"O Lord help me, give your help to this despicable servant." I said, weeping bitterly. When I felt really fragile and so tired, there was a push in my heart that encouraged me.

'Kamila come Kamila you can definitely get through this, Kamila you are a strong woman, fight Kamila!'. I got up and tried to walk back.

My feet are on this steep road. I honestly don't know where this leg is going. I have very little money, and I don't know until when this money can support me and the baby in my womb.

This body felt so tired, the baby kick in my stomach was getting tighter. These feet are not able to step, while all I see is Your house. I finally found a masjjd in front of me. But my heart was filled with doubt. 'Oh God still repress the dirty body jni bernaung in Your house even if only for a moment' my mind in the heart.

I sat in front of the mosque. My body leaned against the wall, and my feet straightened on the steps in front of the mosque door, and I closed my eyes for a moment. Suddenly an old man approached me.

I could only cry sobbing, he just looked at me with a look of pity.

"You want to clean yourself up first inside, I'll wait for you here."

"Good sir thank you." 

I went into the bathroom of the mosque and took a shower, I screamed and cried to see this body, it felt so dirty. The water in the bathtub was not enough to clean my body. I spent quite a while in the bathroom, then I came out with a much fresher body.

I sat down next to the old man and he gave me a packet of rice. I thanked him and ate it very well. He watched me eat in wonder. I do feel so hungry, I don't know how long Randi kept me I don't know.

When I finished eating, I tried to ask the old man.

"Sorry sir, which area is it?"

"It's in Banyuwangi Nak area."

How surprised I am, I could be stranded so far. Even I have never set foot in this area, Randi must have planned all of this, and wished me to die from it. 'Truly evil.' my inner heart.

I still keep my mind so messed up, my money is not much, my phone is no longer there how I can contact my family. When everything feels so chaotic I can only cry sobbing.

"Take it easy, son, what's your name and where are you from? introduce the name of Mr. Sugeng, the father of the marbot in this mosque, now tell the father what has happened to you?"

"Sorry sir, I'm Kamila from Solo, I was going to my sister's house in Jakarta, but in the street I was robbed and raped, I already have nothing left, I have nothing left, how can I contact my family, is there a job for me sir? so I can have a fare to go to my sister's house?" I said while crying.

"Why go to your sister's house, Mila? Shouldn't want Mila to go home to Solo, is it closer, the cost must also be cheaper?"

"Can't sir, I have to go to my sister's house, I have to give my child in my womb to someone else sir, the child I bear does not have a father and is a burden in our family."

Mr. Sugeng was actually so surprised by my story but he seemed to behave normally in front of me, as if he would not offend me.

"Later try to talk with Mr. Arif and Bu Winda the owner of this mosque, they have a restaurant that is quite large and has several branches in the East Java area, and they have several branches in East Java, maybe they can help you give you a temporary job"

"Okay, thank you so much sir."

"Now you just go into the room behind the mosque Nak, it is narrow but quite worthy to unwind, this you bring food for you, you're pregnant need a lot of food for your baby."

"Thank you very much sir, how can I repay you for your kindness? I just don't have anything?"

"Have, do not think, now that you rest, you have gone through such a hard day, calm your heart and mind, pray that we will soon get good news from Mr. Arif and Ms. Winda go into the room Nak, Mr. will clean this mosque first, soon it will enter dzuhur time.'

"Yes, thank you very much"

Then I walked into the room behind the mosque, and I poured out this body. But when I tried to close my eyes to sleep, I felt an excruciating pain in my stomach.

I then tried to stand up to Mr. Sugeng who was mopping "Pak Suuugeeng." I said stammered while enduring the pain.

"Son Milaaaa."