Secret Wedding Geeky Girl & Cold Doctor
Shoulda-coulda....

Marchel arrives at a Food court where she sees a pregnant woman who resembles Sheila. Directly asked some food stall owners while showing a photo of Sheila. However, no one claimed to know the figure of the girl in the photo. Marchel was getting frustrated.

Opening the contact list on her phone, Marchel tries to contact Sheila. However, neither the phone nor the WhatsApp app is active.

Sheila, where are you? I'm sorry I left you so long ago. I really hope what Mom says is wrong. You didn't betray me, did you? marchel said in his heart.

There is a deep sense of regret, for his decision to go and become a volunteer doctor in a very distant place. As a result, instead of gaining calm, Marchel could not calm down for seven months beyond his departure. There is no telecommunications network. How to contact the wife. Moreover, the area was isolated during the outbreak, so Marchel was unable to return sooner.

"If Sheila is really pregnant, who's going to get her pregnant? Could it be Rayhan? She is Sheila's only friend. I really wish it hadn't happened."

Marchel tried to dial Rayhan's phone number, which she had taken from Sheila's phone a few months ago. After several attempts, the call was not connected. Bad thoughts began to spread in his mind, but soon he was pushed aside.

Nah! That's not possible. Sheila is a good girl. He wouldn't do that. I'm sure they're all wrong.

Marchel went back around, down that road. Hoping to find Sheila among the many people there. Occasionally the man asked anyone he met on the street, showing a photo of Sheila.

"Why am I this stupid? I should have been able to control myself. I should have recognized my feelings earlier. And I shouldn't have left him alone" he murmured.

Now, the man can only regret his decision. Even Aunt Yum whom Marchel believes can take care of Sheila as long as her departure has been retired by her mother.

***

Sheila was sitting in a long chair facing the beach. Looking at the waves chasing each other. A breeze blew his long, ragged hair.

His gaze was empty, there was only a clear liquid that bathed his eyelids. Occasionally the young woman rubbed her stomach, where the baby in the womb moves actively. At least that was the only thing that had strengthened him all along.

If pregnant women out there get more attention, then Sheila lives it by fighting to stay alive.

What will happen to me after this child is born. I will take care of him alone. Can I do it? Even to buy pregnant milk I can't. How can I raise her alone. And Brother Marchel, he chose to leave me without news. Father, mother, Brother Shanum... I should what? I will give birth to my son without anyone's company. I'm alone...

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Tiredlessly, Marchel still traces the streets in hopes of finding clues to Sheila's whereabouts. Whispering from nowhere, Marchel felt sure his wife was among the hundreds of people on the beach, not far from the food court where she saw a woman who looked like Sheila.

Until his net caught a woman with long brown hair, sitting alone behind him. Marchel stopped her steps, staring at the woman's back.

"Sheila?" Out of nowhere, Marchel felt confident that the figure of the woman was Sheila.

Slowly the man took a few steps forward, leaving only a few meters. Along with that woman who had just stood up from her seat.

Eyes and eyes met, both frozen, looking so shocked. Moreover, Marchel, who looked into Sheila's face that was swollen from crying, and the concern was, the wife's stomach was enlarged.

As for Sheila, she could only drop her tears. Be aware of Marchel standing in front of there.

The two of them were silent and just stared at each other.

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