Young Mothers
Travelling Ciara

After hearing the conversation from her parents, Ciara turned towards her room. Yes, the one who heard behind the door was none other than Ciara himself. Ciara stared blankly at her room. The words that came out of his parents' lips struck him. So deep he scratches the wound and disappointed in the hearts of his parents even more so his decision is round to maintain the baby in his stomach.

Ciara lowered her head as her hands stroked the belly of her queen. Her tears came back.

"I have to get out of this house. I had enough for both of my parents to get hurt because of me and while the neighbors don't know yet, I'd better leave tonight. I can't if I have to see Mama and Papa being scorned by them. Yes, I have to go" said Ciara steadily. After that he rushed to put some of his clothes in the suitcase not to forget by bringing his savings to connect his life later.

The current time shows at 23:00 WIB. Ciara stepped her feet by sneaking towards the back door of her house. After successfully getting out of his house Ciara heaved a sigh of relief before he again walked out of nowhere where he was headed his mind was now away from the house of his parents and no longer appeared before them. Although he was not willing, circumstances forced him to do so. He does not want to be selfish, let the baby in his stomach to be exchanged for his future and also does not want to see the face of his parents in blasphemy and insulted by others because of his actions.

Cold air felt through to Ciara's bones but the coldness in Ciara's body, he ignored. He was determined to be unanimous whatever he would face in front of him, Ciara will not change the decision he thought was mature. Ciara even widened her footsteps. Until it was felt he had stepped far from where he lived. Ciara looked at the atmosphere around. Silent and lonely as if there is no life around him at this time.

"Jeez where is this? It's so quiet again."

"Why is my fate so bad? I was pregnant out of wedlock, the jerk did not want responsibility, came out of the house without a definite purpose and was forced to abort my womb alone," said Ciara, smiling sweetly at herself.

"Tonight I shall sleep where O God. Ciara doesn't know where else. Oh, God help Ciara hiks." Ciara rubbed her tears and walked back. Until his feet stopped in front of a mosque.

"Would I sleep here first for tonight. No way I'm going all the way until morning must be very dangerous. What if there is a change later? Ah, I'll just sleep here." Ciara entered the mosque area while dragging her suitcase.

"Assalamualaikum," said Ciara although no one said at all.

Ciara sat himself in the mosque. His body rested on the mosque's padlock and again the tears flowed back.

His eyes stared blankly ahead, daydreaming and crying in loneliness. Ciara wiped the tears that would not stop dripping. After that his hand moved stroking the stomach which had now been occupied by the little angel. Now only the baby of the boy she once admired would accompany her life. Given the events that night, does the man still deserve to be admired by Ciara? Of course not now his admiration has changed into hatred that will be embedded in Ciara's heart.

"Sorry, my dear Mama. We sleep here tonight. You don't papa, baby. If the cold says Mama yes want a good hiks inside ya baby, don't fuss with Mama, Mama only has you now. Mama loves you. Growing up healthy, baby. Mama will always be with you, protect you and you are Mama's future now" Ciara said.

Not felt now his eyes are really tired as well as his body until he slumped the tiny body to lie down and put himself to sleep until the real world replaced by dreamland that may be beautiful for Ciara night these.

...*****...

Elsewhere, in a luxury club in the capital city, a man was seen spending several bottles of alcoholic beverages as evidenced by the many empty bottles scattered in the VIP room.

Even though he was drunk heavily with the concoction that came out of his mouth but did not stop his hands and mouth to continue to drink the illicit drink.

"Stop Dev's. You can die if you keep doing this" stop Kevin and take a glass bottle out of Devano's hand.

"Non will." Devano growled and when he wanted to take the bottle his body first staggered to fall on the floor.

"Ck, he is not usually drunk until he is like a gini," said Zidan when he saw the state of Devano which is now lying on the floor.

"We'll take him home."

"Crazy yeah lo. If we take him to his house we can run out, not just the Devano doang anjir. Interja own sono, I'm ogah. Still want my life," said Zidan replied to a speech from Vino.

"Ck, let's take him to the apartment, '" Kevin suggested.

Zidan and Vino finally get Devano's body out of the Club while Kevin prepares in his car to take Devano to Devano's private apartment.

It only takes 20 minutes they have arrived at the luxury apartment and immediately lay Devano's body in his room.

"Yok is unplug. It's also 2 o'clock at dawn." Now the three of them leave the apartment and leave Devano there alone.

...*****...

The night has now changed to morning. Ciara's moist eyes slowly incubate when hearing the sound of adzan reverberating. Ciara collected his life temporarily, after which he went to take ablution water and immediately performed the morning prayer service.

After finishing the service, Ciara hurriedly left the mosque. Now he knows where he's going. Ciara will leave the capital city of Jakarta and even die the country he has occupied for 18 years.

"Goodbye Jakarta and goodbye Indonesia. Thank you for giving me an amazing life experience. Goodbye Mama, Papa, Kiara. I love you guys and goodbye Devano, I hope we will never meet again in the future" Ciara said as she stroked the belly of her queen. He was in a taxi to the airport.

Not long after he arrived at the airport. Ciara immediately bought a plane ticket to neighboring Malaysia.

After waiting for a few minutes, the announcement of the plane's departure was heard. With heavy steps Ciara headed for the plane and sat herself in the place that corresponds to her ticket.

Now the plane is slowly moving towards the country that Ciara is heading to, along with that too Ciara's life will begin. Without his parents beside him, his sister who always bothers him and the education he was forced to relinquish.

"Okay you can Cia, you're strong. Practice independently now. We start everything from zero, we open a new leaf and we start now. Bismillah Allah is with you," Ciara's inner self-reinforcing.