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Abortion Plan?

The dark sky began to fade as time passed. The yellow silhouette is beautifully painted on the eastern horizon, ready to welcome the presence of the sun. The time is still at number five. However, a beautiful woman who used to wake up when the sun rose to the surface, is now in the bathroom. The woman was none other than Rahma, she was sitting on the bathroom floor limp after spewing liquid into the closet. This is what has happened to this beautiful woman over the past few days.

"I can't keep going like this! I have to do something" he murmured in a soft voice.

Her meeting with Soraya last night was fruitless, other than just words of encouragement for her. Yes, Rahma understood that, because her senior did not know how to. He was already looking for a solution.There was nothing that could be accepted by Rahma. For now, he needs only one solution, Abraham's responsibility.

The middle-aged man had completely disappeared without any news. Rahma couldn't even reach him. Grandfather's number with two grandchildren was not active since last night. The frustration is certainly felt by women who are experiencing morning sickness.

"I need to find a place for abortion. I couldn't have given birth to this child without a husband" Rahma thought with complete confidence.

After pondering since last night, Rahma found the right solution for her problem this time. Last night she was looking for information on clinics she could work with for abortion. He did not care anymore even though his actions were forbidden by the law, because right now he had to save his name from all the wrongs he had caused himself. Connect without clarity of status, never use safety and always park inside. Then, how can there be no conception, considering their relationship is often done without knowing the time.

"Two fucking jackbirds!" rahma recalls how Abraham behaved towards her.

Tears back to wet the cheeks. As strong as his legs support him, but in fact he is unable to withstand the cries. The sorrow wrapped in regret had certainly hit the defenses of his heart. However, life is still going, so regret without doing anything feels free.

"I need to get ready right now." Rahma rose from her place at that moment.

An hour had passed and Rahma was neat with a midi dress wrapped around her body. Without breakfast he came out of Abraham's apartment. Going to one of the clinics that he had already been in possession of his information was the first purpose of the official's mistress.

The new car given by Abraham at that time took Rahma to one place far enough from where he lived. The determination to abort the newly grown fetus for one month has been unanimous. He doesn't care what the risk is.

"There's thirty minutes left." Rahma muttered after seeing the map service used as a guide to the obstetrics clinic in one of the extant areas in Jakarta.

For several tens of minutes, Rahma's luxury car stopped in the spacious courtyard of the maternity clinic as directed by the maps. He got out of the car and entered the clinic.

"Excuse me, I'd like to see Dr. Ayu. Is there a schedule today?" asked Rahma after standing in front of the patient registration booth.

"I'm sorry, for today and the next few weeks Ayu's doctor is on leave for going abroad" the registration officer said.

"To foreign countries?" Rahma assured the officer's answer. He moaned after getting a nod from the registration officer, because according to the information he got, Ayu doctor who used to do abortion.

"Then is there another obstetrician who works here?" ask Rahma again.

"There was. This morning there's a doctor Richard's schedule. He is also an obstetrician who has many patients here" explained the officer.

"Alright, I want to do an examination with him" Rahma said. There is no harm in not trying to have an abortion at another doctor.

After completing the registration, Rahma sat in the waiting room to get a turn. Because many patients who have come before him, as a result the beautiful woman must be patient waiting.

While waiting for the queue, Rahma opened her phone. He checks social media as well as incoming messages. How shocked the thirty-five-year-old woman was when she received a message from Abraham.

Dek Rahma my dear. Sorry, I'm having an event with my mom. So, my backup number deactivate first. Where are you now?

That is the message from Abraham that makes Rahma a little shaky. The woman then replied to the message.

I'm at the obstetrician, Mpap.

A short and long-winded reply from Rahma.

Call me later.

Message from Abraham again. However, Rahma was not interested in replying, especially because the turn had arrived. Rahma put her phone in the bag. He stood up and went into the doctor Richard's office. A nurse greeted him kindly, then invited Rahma to sit down. At that time, the doctor went to the bathroom. After a while, the doctor appeared.

"Sorry waiting. I have to go to the restroom for a while" he said, sitting in front of Rahma who was silent looking at the doctor.

Dr. Richard was young and very handsome. Her hair was neatly combed, with skin that looked very clean. "Mrs Rahma Mariana Pujiningdiyah. Go ahead" said doctor Richard, pointing his hand at the check bed.

Rahma smiled as she nodded slowly. He went up to the bed and lay down. A nurse helps prepare her for an ultrasound examination. Afterwards, Richard's doctor sat down next to the bed while facing the computer. He also began to examine Rahma.

The man looked very seriously paying attention to the screen. He doesn't talk much, but he seems convincing. A moment later, the examination was completed. Doctor Richard is back on his desk. He was seen writing something down on a card.

"Mrs Rahma. Your gestational age has reached five weeks. So far it looks good. I only give you a multivitamin prescription. You can also drink milk specifically for pregnant women if you are not too severe cravings," explained the doctor. He then offered the recipe he had written. However, Richard's doctor was stunned to see that Rahma had not received any prescription papers from him. "Do you have a problem?" tanyakanya.

Rahma nodded slowly. "Yes, Doc. I want to consult" replied Rahma.

"What's your problem, ma'am?" ask Dr. Richard.

"Look, Doc. Actually, I'm here to ... for .. to consult on abortion issues" Rahma replied.

...🌹TBC🌹...