Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 54's. A Piece of Story

The circumstances that have occurred in life can not be changed anymore, both Dria especially Egi can not do that. In these two days of meeting Egi, Dria felt pain upon seeing the figure, but not until she had to cry sadly and become slumped in tears for the figure, but not until she had to, time makes pain not as great as it used to be. With that saddening quickly disappearing, he immediately forgot as he spoke to his older brother Sandro.

But Egi has brought up something that grieves him the most, a child. Events in that time began to arrive in his memory, the pain of the child coming back and making Dria limp in his sadness.

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A story in the past…

“Why not see a doctor? At least to Puskes, Mr. Rahmadi. father is the only person who can take care of the father, please care more sir. there are two lives that need attention.”.

An acquaintance midwife asked the father to come see Dria. Dria is very thin and weak due to depression with her condition. A father who is upset and also feels guilty about the state of his son can only resign scolded by the midwife.

Norma's midwife is known to be very chatty solely because of her concern for pregnant women, and becomes more chatty when she knows Dria's condition. Norma's midwife is listening to the fetal heartbeat with a manual detection device such as a trumpet made of wood.

“When did you last menstruate Dek?”

The midwife asked Dria and answered only with tears.

“No need to cry Deck, it's not good. You have to be strong for this child and for yourself. This is wrong, but the error can be corrected with what? Eat right so that the fetus grows well. You have to pay for your own mistakes with that, huh? You don't eat the same as killing your own child, he needs your affection now, so don't cry over this. So strong and a responsible mother, now you are a mother even though she was not born.”

Dria closed her eyes with her hands and cried violently, four months already she was just crying over her life in the room. Sometimes he was forced to eat, because even though he never spoke but every meal there was a plate of rice with side dishes that dad put on the table beside his bed. He began eating when he discovered several times that the father threw away food that he did not touch, the mother's strong teaching about the sin of throwing food made him eat even though his body refused.

“Pak Rahmadi, when do you know your child is pregnant?”

‘When he was expelled from school, I was called to it.”

“Iya about when sir?”

“Month October..”.

“That was four months ago, sir..why is Mr. Rahmadi so negligent not to deliver her pregnancy check? Dek... stop crying and answer this mother's question for your good, it's to determine your gestational age... when was the last time you had your period?”

Dria tried to stop her crying.

“Lupa?”

Dria nodded and replied weakly.

“It's been six months bu I didn't menstruate..”

“Jesus... mr. Rahmadi, tomorrow deliver Dria to Puskes, just find me if you are embarrassed, later I help.. Dria must get a good food intake sir, this small stomach is so not in accordance with the age of the womb. tomorrow yes sir. Grateful her heartbeat is strong, from my experience it is usually the male gender, but to make sure it must be USG..”.

Norma's midwife takes care of her checking equipment and speaks again.

“Dek... must eat, do not follow your sad feelings, remember you are the mother of a child in your womb. Her father could not protect her, did not want to admit it but you have to accept it.. She is fused with your body now, has felt her movements right?”.

“Iya bu...”

“That's a sign she's alive, Dek.. You're good people. No need to be ashamed, many events like this out there. yes I have said goodbye, tomorrow I wait at Puskesmas.”.

Such midwives can understand Dria's feelings, there is no mother only a father who does not know what to do, he rubbed Dria's head a little long to make Dria cry and inwardly called her mother.

“Mami... Dee needs Mami, Dee has to what, Mi... Dee does not know what to do, Dee alone Mi... Mami leaves Dee alone.”.

Rahmadi's father came to Dria's room after escorting Midwife Norma to the exit. Stare with a whimpering heart as well when you know Dria sedanb is crying. Dad decided to do something he'd never done...

“Nak... eat yes? Don't stand up, let me give you a bribe..”

Dad patted his son's arm to calm him down but it made him cry with Dria. After Dria calmed down Dad then fed his one-on-one daughter with regret filling his chest, he felt the only one to blame was his incompetent self as a father. Dria ate until the white porridge and matasapi eggs prepared by father this morning.

“Nak... We will take care of him huh? You must continue your school after childbirth, Norma's midwife will help us... agree?”.

Dria nodded, there was a sense of relief knowing the father's feelings and desires about the child in her womb, Dria observed that my father's face was indeed cloudy there but it was not the expression of the face that was angry with her as she had thought all along. Although still crying but it seems like the burden he can carry now.

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Sandro went into Dria's room, found her sister curled up on the bed with a position facing the wall of the room. Tety had explained that Dria had cried this morning, now she was calm but still did not want to leave her room Dria did not sleep, just closed her eyes.

“Deedee..”.

Gently Sandro greeted and immediately sat on Dria's bed beside her sister's body.

"Why are you, Dee?"

Dria crying. Since contemplating everything she decided to be honest now so that her brother could immediately take another life path.

Dria knows about her heart, why all this time she can not accept the love of her brother, because she wants her brother to get a good girl instead of like her. In another part of her heart, she began to understand that her feelings for her brother had changed completely. Her brother who had not stopped showing his feelings now, the affectionate attitude of the elder brother had sown the seeds of another love in his heart, no longer the love of a younger brother towards his older brother and it was growing beautifully.

But Dria understood even more that she could not match her love with the love of her sister. Why does she always deny the presence of that feeling in her heart because she feels her life is not a whole life anymore that is worthy to be the wife of the sister.

She knew it would be hard for her to let go of her brother's love but she had lost love, it was okay to lose it again, she had learned to be tough without love and she could do that again. He was once principled not to be married, maybe it was indeed a destiny line.

Dria moved even more she felt her big brother's hand grab her fingers. Dria got up aided by Sandro, Dria sat cross-legged on her bed drying her tears, she had to get through this, she had been through a much heavier thing, now only a memory, only a memory, the memories that came from the conversation with Egi, and became as sad as this because for the first time he remembered the things he had buried so far.

Sandro approached and helped Dria tidy up her hair which was always left to be scratched to the shoulder.

"What makes you cry Dee? Somebody hurt you? Tety said after meeting him you became like this."

Sandro did not want to delay, directly asking the point. Dria has not replied just to look at her brother for a moment and let her brother do what he is doing with the hair child on his forehead, it is common for her brother to do just that.

"Who is Dee?"

The Young Master could already guess who the man was for Dria because he could make Tety open her mouth to explain the little she heard from the conversation on the porch between Dria and Reginald that Reginald was the past Dria. But here Sandro felt that the man had something to do with what he knew from the papi at that time.

Dria then gathered up the courage to talk about Reginald.

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