You took away my crown, I Stole Your Heart.
Chapters. 7 Two Choices

POV FATHANS.......

Since then, I saw Mitha as agitated and in pain. Repeatedly I stole - stole a glance at the girl and I was sure, Mitha like holding something back.She repeatedly scowled her head and covered her mouth. Is Mitha sick..? or....?

My mind suddenly turned back to the incident we experienced a few weeks ago.

If calculated - count since the night of the incident then now it is almost two months.

Oh...****.!! maki Fatan in heart. Is it possible Mitha.....?

Fatan rushed to the toilet where Mitha was. He wanted to ask and confirm something that he suspected of the girl. He hoped that the girl could be more lenient this time.

Just as she arrived in front of the toilet, Mitha had just opened the toilet door. The girl's face looks pale and limp. As soon as I saw her, the girl's face grew pale. He also looks nervous and misbehaved. My guess is getting stronger. Something is wrong with Mitha and I have to find out what it is.

" Are you okay? " I'm impatient to ask Mitha about the girl's situation.

Unexpectedly, Mitha instead answered tightly while passing by in a hurry.

"What am I really why? Do I look like I have a problem? After all, what is your problem so that you bother to ask about what happened to me? "answer it with a ketus.

I was a little surprised by Mitha's reply. Although actually I can already guess how the girl's attitude to me, but still I did not expect to get a ketus answer from the girl.

My face immediately hardened. Suddenly, one hand immediately blocked Mitha's arm and whispered in the girl's ear.

"Of course I care, because who knows, in your womb have grown my children...... " I whispered in Mitha's ear while not forgetting that I bit her ear slowly.

Plaque......

Mitha's hand had involuntarily floated on my face.

I grimaced to find my cheek that felt hot and sore from the slap of the girl. But I'm satisfied because I got what I wanted. Mitha's slap had already answered all my curiosity about her as well as the condition of my 'superior seed' residing within her body.

Even though Mitha slapped me, but I'm not mad at that girl. Even though I was surprised. I know he did that out of annoyance with my words and also my slightly brash behavior towards him.

I throw a seductive smile at him.

"Thank you, baby. Your slap has answered all my guesses. I only ask for one thing, please take good care of our son. Soon I will come to your house. "my whisper in Mitha's ear goes back and passes from before her.

I went back to the room where the young doctors gathered with a huff. Sit there and try to calm down.

To be honest, knowing the fact that Mitha was pregnant presented various feelings in my heart. Happy, happy, but at the same time also upset and afraid. Why until this moment Mitha never came to me and held me accountable. Why was Mitha impressed as if she was hiding her pregnancy from me?

Akh...... I was upset to realize I couldn't find an answer that would satisfy my ego.

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Meanwhile, Mitha who had just received the 'sweet' treatment from Fatan did not stop cursing and cursing the handsome guy. Mitha was upset and angry because of Fatan's attitude that seemed to mock her. Increasingly mounting hatred Mitha Mitha on the self Fatan.

Like in the toilet. He really didn't expect to see that guy there. Fatan was standing right in front of him

The guy was standing right in front of the toilet door. His sharp gaze struck right at Mitha's brown bead of eyes. Mitha became misbehaved and nervous like a thief who was caught stealing something. Not wanting to be stuck there with the person she hated, Mitha intended to rush out of the toilet.

But just as he took a few steps, Fatan's question made him stop.

"Are you okay? "

I scrunched my eyebrows at the mark of not understanding. What does the question mean. Why did he ask like that. What looks like if my situation is not good - fine.

"What am I really why? Do I look like I have a problem? After all, what is your problem so that you bother to ask about what happened to me? "i replied with a ketus. I don't want that guy coming near me constantly. I hate him so much.

Fatan's face immediately hardened to hear my words. Let it....I'm happy if she's angry or offended, so she doesn't get close to me anymore.

Unexpectedly, a side of Fatan's hand blocked my arm and whispered something in my ear.

"Of course I care, because who knows, in your womb has grown my child-to-child." he whispered and bit his earlobe.

Mitha's body trembled with anger when she heard Fatan's words and mannerisms which to her sounded extremely harassing.

Plaque.......

My patience has ended. Unknowingly, I slapped the brash guy.

Fatan grimaced while rubbing my former slap on his cheek that might feel sore and hot.

But strangely, Fatan was not angry at my slap earlier. There, he smiled at me.

""Thank you, baby. Your slap has answered all my guesses. I only ask for one thing, please take good care of our son. Soon I will come to your house. "he whispered as he passed from before me.

I leaned my body against the wall. Fatan's words were really able to make me become anxious and angry.

How could that guy just conclude that I'm pregnant. I still doubt whether or not I am pregnant because of that night. At least until the accurate results have been obtained then I will believe it.

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Mitha's hand shook holding a small object that was at the end of the two-striped red markings. Mitha's body suddenly limp . His eyes were staring at the test pack that had now been released and fell from his hand grip.

How shiny. He had wanted to reject all his suspicions and the accusations of Fatan against him. However, the two blue lines listed at the end of the test pack have proven everything. Mitha can't deny it anymore. SHE'S PREGNANT.!!!

Thinking about it, made Mitha more dizzy and stressed. He can't tell all this to his parents. He could not imagine the disappointed faces of his father and mother.

Akhhhh.

He can't let this drag on. If indeed she is really pregnant then there are only two options, abort her or ask the brash guy to take responsibility as promised.