
Day after day Azkia avoided Nicolas. He often climbed upstairs in a freight elevator rather than a passenger elevator. Maybe Azkia doesn't feel ready to talk to Nicolas or how to deal with him.
"You ride quite often in a freight elevator" Kevin said when he met Azkia one morning.
"Yes, Sir. I'm more comfortable passing the freight elevator than the passenger elevator."
On the fifth floor, the freight elevator stopped and there was a cleaning service coming in carrying a trolley for some cleaning. Kevin had to shift a bit towards Azkia and that kept them close together.
"Sorry, yeah. There's this trolley" Kevin said.
Azkia smiled and lowered her head. He felt shaky and somewhat goosebumps approached by Kevin.
He tried to shift his body a little so as not to get too close to Kevin.
"Sorry, yes, Azkia. Are you okay?"
"Yes, Sir. It's nothing."
When the elevator doors opened, Azkia went out and went to the toilet. Kevin looked at her in confusion.
Azkia experienced something like this not once or twice. He experiences it quite often.
****
13 Years ago (before going to Kediri)
Azkia went into the bathroom. Dad was astonished to see Azkia taking a bath almost at nine in the night. It had been twenty minutes of Azkia inside and Dad was very worried about his daughter.
"Ki, Kia! Kia! What's wrong with you, son? Out Nak!" call Dad from outside the bathroom.
The sound of Azkia crying from inside, Dad was getting worried about Azkia.
"Kia, open the door, Kia! Open baby!" yelling Dad banged on the door. She was also worried about Seruni, Azkia's sister.
Ctic!
The door opened and Azkia came out drenched. He knelt at my feet and cried.
"Dad, forgive Kia, Dad.. Golly, Dad..."
Dad was confused by this unusual attitude of Azkia.
"Kia, what's up, son? Why are you like this?"
Mother covered Azkia with a towel and woke Azkia who was crying.
"Slow down the story, son. What was? Wake up, honey." said I woke Azkia up. Azkia felt limp with her legs, she tried to get up and follow Mom sitting on the sofa.
After sitting comfortably and quietly on the sofa, Dad began to ask.
"What's up, Kia? Why are you doing that?" ask Dad in a calm voice.
Hearing Dad's voice, Azkia's heart was broken.
"Dad..." Azkia started to make a sound, but her voice choked. He felt unable to say it.
"Dad, I can't consider Azkia a father's son anymore..."
"What's up, Kia? Why are you talking like that?" Mother was a little angry because Azkia spoke like that. Azkia could not hold her heart anymore. He was crying and trying to tell the truth.
"Dad, Mom, Azkia's pregnant..."
As if struck by a tickle, the hearts of Father and Mother were broken upon hearing Azkia was pregnant.
"He's sorry, Mom, Dad. Azkia can't take care of herself...."
Dad didn't answer anything. I got up and left the living room.
"Place the clothes first. And wait in the room."
Mother is the same. Leaving Azkia in the living room.
In the room, Dad sat down limp. It was obvious that his heart was broken and disappointed.
Mom came to Dad and sat next to him.
"How, Dad..." Mother could not hold back her tears, she cried and held her tight chest.
"Same, Mom. I'm ashamed, Mom. How's our son's future, ma'am..."
Azkia sat at her study table waiting for whatever Dad said. He must be ready and accept the consequences even if you throw him out of the house. Azkia wiped away her tears. Holding his stomach which has been attended by other creatures besides himself.
Azkia's room door opened. Azkia's eyes were puffy and could not hold back tears when she saw the faces of Father and Mother. He feels very guilty.
When Mom and Dad came in, Azkia had already prepared her ears to hear whatever Dad was going to say.
"Ki, sit down." ask Dad to sit on the edge of the bed. Dad had a chance to pat the place Azkia was going to sit.
Azkia looked down embarrassed notaj dare to look at his father's face.
"What about that guy?"
"I don't know, Dad. I'm not sure he wants to take responsibility" Azkia said.
"Listen to Daddy, Kia. Life is hard enough. Don't make it hard with what you shouldn't be doing."
Azkiah was silent and did not answer his father's words.
"Father just hope in the future you don't make mistakes. Make me and I proud of you, son. Remember your sister."
"Sorry, Kia, Dad..."
"What happens to happen. But I'm sure you won't be able to come to school again. Clean up your stuff. We came to the house in Kediri. We stay there until you calm down and give birth to the child."
"But Dad..."
"Dad doesn't want your future ruined, son. I want to take care of your future. Can you?" pinta Daddy on Azkia.
"But how is this boy..."
"Think later. Now let's calm yourself down."
Azkia immediately tidied up her clothes and book. It includes those that should be brought, as well as Seruni. He had to follow the wishes of his family.
****
It was hours to go home and it was raining pretty hard. Azkia could not go home and was still waiting for the rain to subside in the lobby.
It was getting late and the rain had not stopped. Suddenly, there was something in Azkia's hand and Nicolas slipped a folding umbrella in Azkia's hand.
"Ni-co.."
"Go home. Waiting for the rain to last too long." Nicolas smiled and left Azkia, breaking through the still quite heavy rain.
Azkia looked at the folding umbrella that was tucked in Azkia's hand.
Kevin, who had waited a little longer to bring Azkia home together, locked up his intentions. Azkia had already left the lobby with the umbrella Nicolas gave her.
Azkia looks like she's chasing Nicolas in the rain. Kevin could only look at her without being able to comment.
"Nicoo!" call Azkia who is chasing after her. Nico turned his head and saw Azkia who was chasing after him. He was taken under a bus stop near the office.
"Wear this umbrella. I can still go home" Azkia said closing the umbrella.
"You've been waiting a long time in the lobby and it's still raining. If you've been home too long, Mom's dad must be worried."
Azkia looked at Nico who was wet from the rain. Yep. Is correct. Mommy must be worried.
"Kia, just go home."
"What do you wear?"
"Don't think about me. I can still go home. I'm used to it."
Azkia gulped at Nico who forced himself to go home without an umbrella or something protecting him.
Azkia opened the umbrella and pointed it at Nicolas.
"We're going home together."
Nicolas looked at Azkia with a deep longing. The Azkia he knew, Azkia was always worried about him. Will Azkia return to what she used to be?