Kevin paused as he was about to close the door and just then he narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean? A child?"

Dinda nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, Kevin. I'm pregnant."

Bathump!

For a moment the world seemed to stop spinning, for a moment Kevin was silent with a face that turned pale. He really couldn't believe what Dinda, the girlfriend he had just dumped, had just said.

Until the next minute Kevin chuckled while shaking his head, "Seriously, Dinda... are you crazy? Or is this your way of begging me to feel sorry for you and not leave you?"

This was certainly upsetting! Kevin's remark was so unexpected that it even managed to make Dinda feel astonished and out of her mind until she ran out of patience.

"And again... didn't we only do it once? Why do I have to take responsibility if it's my child!? You should hold the man who fucked you several times accountable," Kevin joked shamelessly.

"Watch your mouth! I've never done that with anyone but you, Kevin!"

"Tsk! Whatever, it's definitely not my son. Go and find the child's father, and leave me alone!"

SLAP!

Kevin left by slamming the door so loudly that it made Dinda startled and closed her eyes, now she was really saddened by her boyfriend's treatment. Yes! I don't know what possessed Kevin to do that to her. Kevin's warm figure has now turned cold and cruel.

Now all that was left was sadness and regret, the feeling of tightness grew, along with the tears that slowly dripped down her beautiful face. The woman's body slowly leaned against the wall and slumped. Her cries echoed through the seemingly silent and deserted hallway.

"Damn! What should I do? How can I do this without your father, Honey..." she murmured to the foetus in her womb.

She stared and stroked her belly which contained the seed of her love with her lover who had left her. The woman was really frustrated with the situation she was in.

She slowly got up and walked out of the hallway, but without realising it, her legs were now covered in blood, which of course came from the pain centre caused by being pushed by Kevin. That certainly made Dinda surprised.

"W-what happened to me!?" Dinda said softly and continued to sob holding back her tears.

But even so she kept walking trying to find help even though the hallway was completely deserted. She wanted to scream for help but unfortunately her voice had run out as she continued to shout at Kevin and his mistress.

Until a few moments later, despite having to walk shakily, the woman finally arrived at a lift and quickly entered it. Her breathing was now ragged with her hands clutching her increasingly painful stomach, as blood ran down her legs.

"Damn it! Why didn't I just kill that Bianca!" Her hand quickly pressed the ground floor button until his body slumped back down in the corner of the lift room, "Apparently, all this time... I misjudged you, Bianca! No wonder you're always curious and excited when I talk about Kevin. Apparently this is the point."

Her words were interrupted along with her sight that was now starting to fade, consciousness that was decreasing until finally the woman lay unconscious before the lift arrived at the destination floor.

***
Pip

Pip

Pip

A faint, unfamiliar voice kept ringing in her ears as her eyes slowly began to open and a bright light shone into her eyes.

"Ah... where am I?" Dinda tried to clear her vision but the pain in her head was too great and overpowered her strength.

"Oh my God! you're awake!?" said someone in a baritone voice who didn't know who it was, "Doctor! Nurse!"

Dinda then closed her eyes tightly again and opened them, trying to gather her strength until she slightly realised where she was.

"W-who's there?" Dinda continued to ask the question to no one in particular.

Then there was the sound of a door opening roughly and the clattering steps of several people approaching.

"Ah! Am I in the hospital right now? Who took me? I thought I was going to die in that damn man's apartment lift," she thought to herself.

Until a few moments later, she regained consciousness and sat up, albeit on a large bed. Yes! Now she could see the entire large room marked Emergency Room, although it made her disbelieve, Dinda was still grateful that she was still safe even though she didn't know how her pregnancy was.

"Are you feeling okay? I'm really scared if something happens to you."

Dinda then paused and looked at a tall, handsome man with black, cropped hair.

"Did you bring me here?" asked Dinda slowly, with her face still looking pale.

The man smiled and nodded, "Yes, Lady. When I was cleaning the lift, I saw you already unconscious in there. I thought you had... " His words stopped for a moment until the man shook his head quickly, "Ah! Never mind, the important thing is that you're awake now."

There was no response from the woman, she just remained silent and continued to stare blankly at the stranger in the janitor's uniform who had saved her. I don't know what was going through Dinda's mind but for a long time she stared at the man sitting beside her bed.

"But take it easy ... the nurse said it's okay," he said again with a slight smile.

But that surprised Dinda with both eyebrows raised as her pregnancy was of course known by now. But the next second, slowly the wrinkles on her forehead began to fade as well as both eyebrows that went down.

"Ah! They won't know that I'm pregnant without the father of my child," she thought with some relief.

Dinda then sighed and smiled, "Thank you."

The man returned her smile and replied, "You're welcome."

"But I'm sorry if I'm being presumptuous, when I got here I panicked and rushed to get your mobile phone to tell your family. But... after I checked, I couldn't find your husband's number. So-"

"What did you say? Who did you contact?" interrupted Dinda, who was suddenly startled, causing the man to move his body slightly away.

"I ... found Papa's name who I thought was her father, so I-"

"So what? You called my Papa!?" Dinda widened her eyes in an alert position.

The man slowly nodded his head and...

"Oh my! What the hell!? What should I say to Papa?"

Dinda reflexively babbled incessantly without paying attention to herself, even with the blood slowly coming out of the IV tube attached to her hand. At the same time...

"Dinda? Where is my daughter, Sister?"

There was also a shout from outside. Yes! The baritone voice that sounded so familiar to the woman's ears.