The End of Two Semesters
Chapter 4 - Introduction

Arya was already in the field restaurant with Santi. They had been together for almost a day, but they did not know each other. Arya does not know the name of the woman sitting in front of her, nor Santi, she also does not know what the name of the bride car driver who wants to take her away from her home.

“Ehem ... don't have to see it, sir?” Santi cleared his throat as he looked at Arya who was staring at him without blinking.

“Who saw you? Did I see you eat again? You must be a really big laper, huh?”

“Udah know how?” answer Santi. “I haven't eaten since last night! Dizziness thinking how failed my marriage with that om-om!” santi.

“This is true you are pregnant?” ask Arya seriously.

“Yes, I'm pregnant. But, my boyfriend did not want to take responsibility, this morning before I ran away, I asked him again to take responsibility and marry me, but he still kekeh, do not want responsibility,” Santi's responsibility.

“Why not take responsibility?”

“He said, he wants to be free. Not to be tied. He wants responsibility for the material. As long as I was pregnant to give birth, my needs were borne by her, without marrying me. As for my parents, they didn't want my son to be born without a father. Although later after giving birth to me and how she, as long as she wants to marry me. But, unfortunately she refused papa and mama's request to marry me, and in the end, mom and dad paid people to marry me. I don't want to, because it's my fault and my lover's, I don't want anyone else to take responsibility for what I did with my lover, even though that person was paid a lot by papa. I better not get married, I run away, and I take care of this child myself,” explained Santi.

“But, pity your child later. You should want to, fortunately there are people who want, even in the wrong way, as if your child was born there is a father, although not his biological father,” said Arya. “Sorry nih, I have just realized, it turns out to speak using me you,” added Arya.

“Yes, It's okay, just relax, it will be more familiar,” replied Santi.

“Then how? Decision you still want to run away?” ask Arya.

Arya does not realize that she has not called anymore non to Santi. Arya currently feels that when talking about this there must be familiarity, and do not need to be as formal as before, calling Santi with the call of miss. Luckily Santi was one thought with him, to be more familiar he said.

“Already, I'm lazy to discuss this. Now it has already arrived here, and I already intend to stay here, maybe I will find people, like ART that, so I can accompany me, maybe I will find someone, and help prepare for my needs as long as I escape here,” said Santi.

“But, pity your son, he must be born without a father figure, not get attention from a father figure, and mature without a father figure. You know what a kid in that position feels like? Sick, especially if his mother is from an ordinary family, yes maybe you have a lot of wealth, your business is a lot, and who does not know Arya Hermawan? A conglomerate, money flows like water every day, business assets everywhere, so your mind is selfish, willing to raise your own child without a father. But, you have not felt what the reality will be like, so you think again carefully. Yeah, let's just say that your escape is becoming your muse. Think carefully with a cool and calm mind, mumpung you here, nothing bothers you, you can definitely think clearly, how to solve your problems,” said Arya.

“Thank you for the advice, Sir. Maybe I'm selfish, but I just want him to be in charge. He's the father of this baby, and I love him so much, there's no way I'm married to anyone else, even though he loves my son like his son, loves me, but I want him, I still love him, I still love him, can I live like that?” santi said with teary eyes.

“Yes hard if it's love. But, life must be realistic, why do we still expect people who do not want to be responsible? You think carefully, you not only need money to live your life after your child is born, you also need someone who will be able to care for and love your child, also you. Surely the man in charge,” said Arya. “Have not cried, nih wipe your tears.” Arya gives a tissue to Santi.

“Still, for his advice, and for his tissue,” Santi said.

“This by the way we have long times the width of the story, but we do not know each other?” arya.

“Yes too huh, sir? Whose father's name? I'm Santi.” Santi introduced himself to Arya by extending his hand.

“Do not call, Sir. Do I look old? I'm Arya.” Arya replies to Santi's hand, they shake hands with each other.

“Ya isn't old, anyway? Who did I call? Mas Arya, or?”

“Arya only,” Arya.

“OK, greetings to know Arya.”

“Salam also knows Santi,” said Arya.

“OK, now spend your food, later we find clothes for you, find equipment for you, for your daily needs,” said Arya.

“OK, thanks for letting me escape so far,” said Santi.

“Sama-sama, Santi,” replied Arya.

Arya still thinks where Santi will live, can she stay alone later, with just her ART? Arya went to the toilet at Santi's. Santi just nodded, and continued eating.

“Good, Ma'am. Can you do what I told you? And, I remind you, do not have to tell your mother and father about this.”

Arya ends her phone with a guard at her home who has worked for years at Arya's house.

Arya went back to her desk. He looked at Santi who had just finished eating, and cleaned up the rest of his meal in his mouth using tissue. Arya believes that Santi is really pregnant, her posture is very clear if Santi is pregnant, especially her stomach also looks bloated because the kebaya that Santi uses is too tight.

“San, we immediately unplug, yuk? You need to change clothes, your mother is tight, pity your child in the stomach,” said Arya.

“Ehm .. Yes this is very tight. Okay where are we going?”

“To the clothing store, look for loose clothes for you, negligee or what, yes same your other equipment, for example underware maybe?” answer Arya.

“OK, yuk,” invite Santi.

Arya opened the front door of her car. Santi's forehead shriveled, watching Arya open the front door.

“Why? Come on in?” aryan Letters.

“Kok in front?”

“I am not your driver, so now you are sitting in front,” Arya replied.

“OK, no problem.” Santi sat in the seat next to Arya.

Arya drove her car to the dress shop, before she went to her house. Arya is also still thinking about how she said and the reason for Santi to invite Santi to stay at his house.

Arriving at the clothing store, Santi chose clothes that are suitable and comfortable to wear himself. He chose several dress shirts, t-shirts, shorts, negligee, underware, and others that he needed. Luckily the store sells a variety of clothing models, and there are also toiletries as well.

“Already, yuk? We're going to the cashier?” bring Santi.

“Already, no forgetfulness?” ask Arya.

“Udah anyway, if less later will be able to buy elsewhere after I find a house for a place to stay,” replied Santi.

“Ya already yuk to cashier.”

Arya forbids Santi to pay for his groceries. Arya paid for everything Santi bought.

“Ar, don't you?”

“It's been reduced. Yuk hunt, hunt in the evening, pregnant people do not go-away if you already want maghrib,” said Arya lirih.

“Then where do we go?”

“I've found a house, I've been looking in advertisements, there are houses for rent in the area near here, I've chatted people. Buruan, let it arrive quickly, so you can rest,” replied Arya.

“Kok you really get the info?” ask Santi to be curious.

“Yes, I'm a street person. I am a travel driver, I have been a motorcycle taxi driver, I often bring people to pilgrimage here, so yes I know a few areas here,” replied Arya.

Indeed the reality is like that, and luckily Santi is not too suspicious and wondering about his work. Because indeed, maybe Aryan's job is real like that.