The next morning, before sunrise. Arabel woke up before Maxime who was still sleeping soundly. The woman felt there was something strange about her. Arabel slowly began to wake up when the blanket covering half of her body was opened. She saw that the clothes she was wearing were already messy.
"Oh my God! What happened to me?" Arabel said loudly. That woke up Maxime who was still asleep.
"Maxime, what happened? Why...?"
Maxime was also surprised. The man was already slightly exposed. The buttons of his shirt were no longer fastened.
"What have we done, Arabel?" continued Maxime who turned Arabel's question around.
The bed sheets were already messed up, some of their clothes were lying scattered there. There were blood stains on the white sheets and made Arabel scream.
"Maxime, this can't be happening!" she shouted.
Maxime put his hands on his head and fell wordlessly silent. He looked straight ahead, his eyes full of regret. He thought, why do all this to Arabel who was an innocent and good girl.
***
Arabel had a headache two weeks later. She didn't come out of the house for that long either. Maxime told his employees that Arabel was sick and not working. Arabel met with Maxime for office business that might be urgent. Every time she looked at Maxime, he was silent.
"Hello, I want to see you." Through a phone call, Arabel talked to Maxime.
The innocent girl invited Maxime to meet this afternoon at an apartment where Maxime lived, which was not far from his office.
The call was cut off just like that. Maxime sent her the address of his apartment which not many people knew.
Arabel arrived there on time. She went straight into Maxime's room after he gave her access to come there.
"Hi Arabel, how are you, recovering?" Maxime got up from his seat when he saw Arabel arrive.
"I don't have much to say, I just want to straighten things out," Arabel replied, sternly.
Arabel took something out of her bag. It was a long flat object and she handed it to Maxime.
"Tespek?" Maxime laughed immediately.
"Don't mess around, what did I do to you that you bought a test? What for?" He asked again.
"You forgot what happened to us that night?" Arabel asked confidently. "Don't pretend to forget I need your responsibility."
Maxime gaped. The incident two weeks ago was recalled when he and Arabel slept together.
"Are you not okay, Arabel? What happened to you?" asked Maxime.
Arabel asked Maxime to wait, because Arabel wanted to do something in the bathroom. About ten minutes passed, Arabel came out of the bathroom. She brought the long flat object again and covered it with her palm.
"What did you want to show me, Arabel? What's in your hand?" said Maxime.
Arabel opened her palm and looked slowly. She was so shocked when the two red lines on the tespek were seen directly by Arabel's eyes.
"Maxime, I'm pregnant. ...."
Arabel immediately went limp. Maxime quickly held Arabel's body so she wouldn't fall down.
"How is this? What should I do when the test shows positive?"
Maxime shook his head slowly. The man immediately fell silent when he saw that his personal assistant was pregnant because of him.
"I have to go before your parents and hold them accountable. This is your child, Maxime, this is your flesh and blood, remember that!" Arabel explained.
"Arabel, listen to me carefully, I'm asking you to terminate your pregnancy!" I don't want to know that you're pregnant. Where do you want to put my face?" Maxime shouted frantically.
"Mr. Maxime, this is your child! You did everything, you have to take responsibility! If you don't take responsibility, I will spread this problem to everyone, so that others know that a respectable businessman did something stupid like this!" threatened Arabel.
Maxime let out a long sigh, Arabel's threat left him helpless.
Two days later, Arabel desperately went to Maxime's family home. She wanted to discuss the results of the test with Maxime's parents, and had prepared answers to the questions they would ask later. Maxime's father was named Frans, and Maxime's family was named Frans. the most respected and wealthy family in the region. Their identity was not easy, including finding their home address. Arabel painstakingly got the information from her coworkers at the office.
When Maxime heard the sound of the doorbell, he looked interested. Maxime asked. "Who comes to people's homes this early in the morning?" A little nervous.
Maxime walked from the living room to the front. However, on the way, he was stopped by a beautiful and luxurious middle-aged woman. She was Mr. Frans' wife, Mrs. Siska.
"Who arrived at our house so early this morning?" Did you ask a guest to come?" Siska asked Maxime.
"Not at all. I will direct the guests to my apartment, not here," Maxime said.
Siska asked him to open the door himself. The housemaid was in the kitchen.
Maxime returned to the living room. He was still playing a game on his cell phone.
Siska said morning greetings in a flat tone and asked who she was talking to; a woman who claimed to be Arabel answered.
That woman was Arabel. She had been standing at the door since almost half an hour ago.
"To the point, what did you come here for? This is not a place to apply for a job and please tell me directly what you want?"
Arabel swallowed her saliva. She saw how arrogant Mama Maxime was.
"I'm looking for Maxime, Mom. Is he home? I'd like to talk to you as well."
Siska folded her arms across her chest and said, "Call me ma'am. You don't know who Mrs. Siska and Mr. Frans are?"
Arabel nodded in agreement. "Yes, ma'am."
Maxime heard a little commotion outside the house. He went straight over and felt familiar with the voices.
"What's going on, Mama? Is someone looking for me?" Maxime asked. He was so surprised to see Arabel in front of him with a wrinkled face. Her gaze was fixed on Maxime.
"Arabel?"
***
Maxime told his mother that Arabel was his personal assistant at the office. Siska immediately allowed Arabel into the house, but with a limited visiting schedule. After an hour, Arabel was allowed to leave the house and return tomorrow.
"I want to talk to all members of Mr. Maxime's family, including Mrs. Siska and Mr. Frans," Arabel said with a serious face.
Maxime asked Siska to do what Arabel wanted. In the living room, they sat together. Arabel was very scared when they got together. She didn't know how to admit her pregnancy if Frans' family didn't recognize her.
"Now, say what you want to say. Don't waste our time helping a little person like you." Siska glanced Arabel up and down. She believed that Arabel was a poor woman.
"I am indeed a poor woman who came suddenly to this magnificent house, because of Maxime's request, I have something to show,"
Arabel took a deep breath. She took something out of her bag and placed it in front of Siska. A long flat object was shown to Siska.
"What is this?" Siska reached for it. She stared in surprise at the two-line tespek that Arabel had given her as a form of conversation.