
"If she continues like this I'm afraid the fetus in her womb can no longer be saved."
"Then what should I do now, Doctor?"
"Take care of him, don't get depressed, don't shock him."
Faintly Nayra heard the conversation of a woman and a man beside her, she tried to open her eyes even though it felt very heavy.
"It is very important to maintain the physical and psychological condition of women who are pregnant let alone this first pregnancy and the age of the womb is only 3 months."
Nayra's two eyebrows clutched as she felt a fairly loud bang on her head, as if someone was hitting her head violently.
Slowly, he managed to open his eyes and a bright light instantly attacked him. "Nayra, Oh my God. Thank goodness you're conscious."
Nayra turned her head and she faintly saw Bian. "Dian?" call him with a voice that is barely even audible in his own ears.
"Yes, Nay," said Bian.
"Papa?" Nayra held her head that felt dizzy, she remembered the father who should now take her out of town.
"Om Desta's out for a second, Nay."
Bian clasped Nayra's hand which felt so cold. "How do you feel now? Do you want anything?"
Nayra's tears just dripped on hearing Bian's question, he really did not understand why there could be a man as good as Bian in this world.
"I... I'm..." Nayra wiped away the tears with the back of her hand. "I'm tired, Bi, I'm so tired" said Nayra in a stifled voice.
Bian looked at the woman with a glare, his heart as if torn to shreds seeing Nayra in this state. "I want to let everything go, Bi, just take this baby in my womb. I don't want to take her in my life anymore, I'm really tired."
Bian's eyes glazed over at Nayra's confession which indeed looked very depressed. "Don't talk like that, Nay," said Bian as he clenched his hand. "You don't remember you once said, a chicken will not be willing to lose its eggs, where the prospective children grow there. Then how can a human being get rid of a baby in the womb?"
"You must be strong" said Bian. "You sacrificed a lot of things for this fetus, Nay, even you sacrificed me." Bian said so softly and his tone decreased at the end of the sentence, he also lowered his head in as if he was bearing heavy burdens and pain.
Nayra's sobbing became more and more of a Bian's expression, guilt hitting her again. Bian took a deep breath then looked up and said, "You sacrificed everything, Nayra. You've gone too far, why don't you just finish until the end, hm?"
Mr. Desta let out his tears at the expression of Nayra, since a moment ago he was standing in front of his daughter's nursery. He was happy to know that Nayra was conscious but when he heard Nayra's heart, his heart suddenly felt so painful, his chest felt tight and even his body felt weak like powerless.
"I can't help it, Bian, I can't stand their pressure and compulsion, hiksss...." Nayra covered her face with both palms, until the palm of her hand was wet with increasingly heavy tears. "I'm stupid, I'm weak, I can't do anything but obey them. In fact, after giving birth later I also had to part with my son at their request. Should I ask their consent if I want to die?"
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Mr. Desta was stunned to hear Nayra's words, his heartbeat seemed to stop, his knees felt so weak that he could no longer stand.
Has that been her daughter all this time? And as a father who was supposed to take care of him, now he actually adds tremendous pressure?
"Nayra, don't say that" said Bian, wiping Nayra's vibrating shoulder. "You're not weak, you're not stupid. You just get caught up in a terrible situation of the people you love. If I were you, I would do the same."
"Why are they so, Bian? He said they were my family, honey, but why would they put me in hell?"
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Raka checks the cctv at his house and he frowns when he realizes Bian came to his house, even the man had a chat with Nayra. "Did they go together?" muttered Raka was annoyed even he threw his laptop to the point of being destroyed.
"So you weren't taken away, Nay? But you did go, damn it!"
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