Sharing Love: One Roof of Three Hearts
He's not wrong

Sixty minutes waiting for his turn, the name Dita Angraeni has not been called. His eyes looked around watching.The same three girls seemed to be waiting, the difference was that the three of them were accompanied by their relatives. We guessed that the two men were lovers in school uniform, and the third girl was accompanied by her best friend who when seen her age.

"Mbak Dita, sorry that the file has not been signed" said one of the nurses approached him. He just interrupted slowly, while receiving a pen from the nurse.

Dita's eyes had a glimpse of the contents of the paper. His willingness to be aborted and in the future there will be no demands. Attached a fee of 3 million which he took from his ATM before going to this clinic.

Though hesitant, Dita finally signed the letter and hurriedly handed the pen back. Just as he finished his sign came the sound of screams from within, cries slashing at a girl. The feathers of Dita bristles. He squeezed his backpack. His nose squealed.

The voice kept echoing in his ears. "That must be a pain" her inner eyes closed.

The ball of Doraemon's character rolls near his feet. A Naka approached, looking at him deeply. The boy stood right in front of him, holding the ball, looking at him sharply.

"Tante.ga can throw baby shit" he said which made Dita gasp, his face pale. Haven't had a chance to say anything, the boy had already run towards the woman he called mother. From the woman's clothes Dita guessed, she is cleaning service here. Dita is still observing. Both of them were so happy. The woman held the boy by whispering something in the boy's ear to make him laugh. Blissfully.

I don't know what the five-year-old said that. Maybe it's because her mother worked here long enough that she already knew what the girls were coming to the clinic for. Perhaps she once asked her mother, and she explained. I don't know, that's for sure, like magic, I kept thinking about the boy's words.

For a moment Dita closed. Not sleeping, but as if his spirit was talking to someone he didn't know either.

'The boy was not wrong. He deserves a chance to live, to see this world. Even if he was here, it was also because of your actions, not his fault. So, did he deserve to die? do not add to the sins you have committed. Born and kept him. He's part of you, your son, your flesh and blood. Love her, for she loves you as her mother, so she will thrive in your womb'

Suddenly Dita opened her eyes It was as if someone was talking to her. Like a fool, the girl frowned at the sight of who was nearby, who had spoken to her, but there were only three patients.

Not lost the sense of surprise, lapse of a few minutes, a girl younger than him was out on the papah by a man of the same age. Dita was sure it was the girl who screamed inside earlier.

"Mbak Kikan" called a nurse, and the girl who was with her best friend came in and followed the nurse. Confused, staring at the steps of the girl who just came out, walking with pain and a face as pale as cotton.

"It hurts so much, which" Isak the girl held the arm of her lover. School children who become lazy to end up sinning. Considering abortion as a way to remove sin actually opens a new sin list.

A drop of Dita's tears came down, slowly her hands came down, palpating her stomach. Out of nowhere as if gaining strength and confidence, Dita rose towards the registration room.

"Sorry, can anyone help?"

"I'm sorry, I want to cancel, not be aborted" he said, saying abortion felt uncomfortable in his ear.

"Sorry mbak, if canceled, the cost can only be refunded only fifty percent" explained the woman.

"Yes ga papa" said Dita Short.

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That night Dita went to the bar she had been to. Not knowing where to get the idea from, he hoped to get information about the events four months ago.

"Yes right, he came in. Regular in the VVIP room at this club" said one of them.

"Anyone girl will definitely bend her knees to him" said her best friend.

"But I wouldn't be interested in the crocodile" suddenly a girl's voice came joining their table. Put one magazine, which Dita knows its contents discuss successful entrepreneurs in this country. Her father was also included in the magazine's review.

Dita glanced at a glance at the article with a face filling one page of paper. 'Emperor Barrel, the most desirable billionaire today' is not the tagline that makes Dita's eyes rounded, but because it recognizes the face of the man in the magazine. He remembered the man several times asking for his attention at Alana's party.

"He's a shithead, my friend's out in his pack, left out so early. He is not suitable to be a husband, will definitely like cheating and will not be a good example for his son later" said the news anchor.

"Ah.lo, if he wants to be the same you must also ngebet lo ngebet" said the first girl.

"God me. Yes, I'll tell you, I got info, he's very rude, temperament and likes at will. He is sadistic, dear how if he asks to be served" cut the news anchor girl persisted with his argument.

Dita just looked at the magazine by continuing to listen to the chatter of the three women he did not know.

"It is fitting that every night there should be a woman serving him in this club. Even he has a private room that is not allowed to be occupied by others" added the girl to three mangosteen.

"Well, you know what. So from now on remove her from the list of ideal husband candidates, not good for you and your child!"

The chatter came to a halt, as the man they had been gossiping about since appeared, had just descended from the top floor, passing in front of them. Dita's breath was stifled, when accidentally the man turned his head and was stunned to see Dita there.

Feeling familiar with the girl, Kai approached, but just a step away, Dita had already grabbed her bag and rushed away from there, circled the left table and rushed out.

His feelings said the Emperor chased him out of the club, lucky taxi passed in front, until Dita immediately entered and asked to take him immediately away from there.

"Isn't that her?" the Emperor looked at the taxi that had moved away.

"Right boss" Ferguson replied smiling. Only he could understand the contents of his current boss' heart.

"What's he here for? does he want to sell?" hardik Bara looked annoyed, which he himself did not understand why he was upset.

"Oh boss, I have a mind like that. He's the fifth rich kid in the country. What's that for?" Ferguson trinkles. Sometimes do not understand the mind path of his boss who can sometimes be as naive as that.

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