Via bought some kitchen necessities at the supermarket. Even though Sean wasn't around, Via's love of cooking didn't stop her from making a menu of the food Sean liked. When in the sea food area, Via suddenly felt nauseous so she avoided it. Even she was nauseous as soon as she smelled the meat, making her reflexively move away from the drinking area.
Via kept calculating the time of her period. For a moment, she felt her body tense because there was something odd about her monthly cycle that she didn't notice. She took the five test packs that were lined up on the shelves and decided to quickly get out of the supermarket, but her steps were stopped when her eyes caught the tabloid that was plastered on Sean's face as the main headline.
Unconsciously, Via approached the tabloid and read the title in bold print: Evelyn Madini and Sean Reviano's romance.
Without being able to take her eyes off Sean’s perfect portrait on the cover of the tabloid, Via reads the contents. It told the story between Sean and Evelyn who look intimately hand in hand while walking together in a park, even the portrait of their affection was clearly displayed on every page.
Sean who held Evelyn's hand while crossing the street, Sean who smiled hearing Evelyn speak, Sean who looked happy was standing side by side with Evelyn.
Wherever Sean was, Via could clearly describe how sweet that smile was, how Sean's face was bright when he was happy, or his eyes smile when he heard a funny joke. Everything was clearly engraved in Via's sharp memory, but it hurt a lot when it was all on another woman.
Tears gathered in the corners of Via’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She still couldn't believe Sean had forgotten her without explaining anything, but the evidence that he was slowly ignoring and deliberately avoiding her was enough to hurt. In fact, Via could not linger to see Sean with another woman even if only through the portraits on paper.
“Look, they're so perfect each other,” said the woman who suddenly stood next door.
Via just smile slightly and put the tabloid back in its original place.
“Are you also their fan?”
Via swallowed the tears that were about to spill.
“Ah… that… I was just looking,” Via answered awkwardly.
“Don't be ashamed to admit that you are heartbroken to see such a handsome and rich CEO finally getting married. I'm heartbroken too, and so are millions of women. The single most coveted man has finally found his soulmate, how lucky is Evelyn.” The woman laughed as she took the tabloid to take to the cashier.
Via froze at the place after the woman left. Realizing that so far no one had known of her presence in Sean's life. Not once was she in the same frame with Sean Reviano.
Via wanted to shout at this woman, that before Evelyn, there was Via warming Sean Reviano's bed, who cooked his favorite dinner, who prepared his work suit every morning, who welcomed him home with a smile even though she was tired. There was Via who had accompanied Sean Reviano for one year.
Sean was just hiding her whereabouts.
Via felt defeated now, because Sean really didn't want the public to know about her. With that one painful fact, Via walked away with her groceries to the cashier with her shoulders down languidly.
Via sat limply on the apartment bathroom floor while looking at the two-lined test pack. What a hard reality for her to accept when her relationship with Sean had no future. Frustrated, she thought about the fate of the baby in her womb, and was afraid of Sean's reaction to rejecting her presence.
Still confused, Via dialed the only number she was leaning on.
“Hellooo,” said a voice from the other side in a cheerful tone like a normal greeting when Via called.
“Hello…?” The voice began to sound confused when Via didn't make a sound either. “Via?” asked Disya in amazement.
Via's tears fell down her cheeks without permission until suppressed sobs could be heard on the other side of the line.
“What's wrong Via? Why are you crying? Tell me,” Disya asked, sounding anxious with a worried tone.
“I… I'm pregnant,” she sobbed louder.
For a moment, all the sounds around were silent, except for the continuous sobs that escaped Via's lips. Including the static sound from the connection that connected the conversation, as if participating in a suffocating dilemma.
“I am pregnant.”
The cry grew louder, unstoppable and uncontrollable like the roar of a wounded woman.
“I am pregnant.”
Via repeated it again and again as if there was no other word before, finally pouring out her pent up heart.
Disya listened to one by one the list of sins of a Sean Reviano from Viania's confession. The list was getting longer, so that Disya coud feel the depth of the wound that Via had suffered. They cried together, sobbing holding pain in the chest.
One rule had been broken. No Pregnancy. No offer.
Via soon would be blown away from Sean Reviano's life.
Deep down, Via could feel that time would come soon. She was very afraid of facing Sean’s anger, but her conscience was more afraid of Sean deciding unilaterally the fate of the baby in her womb. Motherly instincts slowly enveloped Via who did not want to give up. Her mind confirmed that even without Sean, she could raise the baby.
“You better tell Sean about your condition, Via,” Disya suggested, which made Via tremble in fear.
“I can't,” she whispered doubtfully.
“Via, tell him. If he refuses, we'll think of a way together.”
Via looked at the number Altha gave, intending to call Sean from that number.
“I will try.” In the end, her conscience triumphed over her fear of uncertainty.
Both of them disconnected.
Via's fingers hesitated to press the call button on Sean's new number. Her heart trembled with fear at his reaction.
At first, there was only the ringing tone of the call being connected, but then there was an increasingly painful rejection for Via, but she did not give up. When the third call was not received, Via decided to send a message.
[It's me, Viania. I tried to call you several times but you didn't pick up, so I decided to send a message. Sorry for not waiting until you get home, because I'm so scared right now. Call me ASAP.]
Via waited a few minutes before finally getting a reply.
[Where did you get this number from?]
Via was a bit relieved to read the reply, because finally she was able to contact Sean even though she again felt sad to realize the fact that Sean had actually deactivated the number he used to call just to avoid it.
[From the people in the office.]
Via answered languidly, because the reply she got was not asking how she was but the number. This time, Via couldn't hold back her tears from falling down her cheeks.
[I'm busy, I'll call you later.]
Via's heart was sliced reading the message, instead of asking what Via was afraid of, or how she was, or maybe what she was doing while he was away, but she got a reply to gently tell Via not to call anymore.
The hurt feelings were replaced by anger, she didn't care if she conveyed the news of pregnancy through messages. For her, the sooner she gave the news, the sooner her curiosity was satisfied with Sean's answer.
After a few minutes later, Via sent a message again.
[I'm pregnant, Sean.]
Long time waiting for a reply. It felt like this heart was beating so fast as if it was about to leave her body until Via decided to sit on the sofa, afraid of falling if she continued to stand nervously. Almost ten minutes of waiting, the awaited reply arrived.
However, Via's body felt crushed when she read what the message contained. The phone in her hand fell to the floor breaking the screen. In a split second, Via's heart stopped. Via turned around and without realizing it, she was crying loudly like her heart was slashed with a knife. Pain without bleeding.
The message on her cracked phone screen was still on with the message written on it:
[get rid of it, I don't have time for you.]
Disya accompanied Via who looked devastated until her beautiful face looked pale as if she had no desire to continue living. Seeing the depression that was clearly visible on her best friend's face, Disya sat down in front of Via whose eyes were staring.She looked at the cell phone whose screen was shattered lying on the floor.Her hands were shaking as she took the phone.Her heart believed the contents of the message on the cellphone were the reason Via was in a void state. Right as she expected, Sean's message also made Disya hurt, she even felt a burning anger.How dare that man hurt her best friend and throw her away like trash?!Disya didn't accept it, she really wouldn't forgive him.“Via, oh ... Via,” Disya sobbed while stroking her friend's swollen face.Via's eyes stared blankly at the wall, her tears dried, there were only traces of those tears.“He doesn't want me,” Via whispered
Several Days Ago On Sean Reviano POV …Sean stared at the phone screen containing texts from his parents that asking when he would be coming home. For a moment, he looked at the employees who were meeting together in the meeting room. He put the phone back in and glanced at Via who was tucking her long hair behind her ear.Sean's eyes couldn't take his eyes off Via's beautiful face looking down at the report, but his logic prevailed a step until he was relieved to look away.Slightly clearing his throat, Sean gathered attention. “Where were we?”“Our hotel rating and review report on the booking room platform, sir. I think ….”The meeting continued, but Sean's eyes couldn't take his eyes off Via who was explaining about the Luna Star Hotel review report which was slightly down from the previous month.In the middle of the session, Sean found out that Via was daydreaming. In order to appe
Sean delayed his return to New York because of the project given to him by his father. At first, he was annoyed at having to spend more time at Blueberry and Michigan. But luckily, there was Evelyn who always accompanied him when he felt bored all day staring at the computer screen.“Don't you want us to have dinner together?” asked Evelyn who was walking next to him. They were enjoying the afternoon air near the park which was not far from Sean house.“Don't we always do it every night?” He asked back by recalling their daily dinner routine. If it wasn't a gala event, then their parents would asked them to go out to eat together.“But you said you don't want to go out tonight, we'll just eat in your place,” Evelyn kept asking.“Hmmm…, we can do it next time. Where do you want to go out?” Sean replied turning the offer.“Up to you. It doesn't matter, as long as we spend time together. You
Seeing the old brown-painted building in front of her, Via also turned to Disya, who walked first to the yard of an old farmhouse in a village quite far from the city, seeming isolated from the crowd. As far as the eye could see, Via only saw one or two houses with the same model. Not only that, along the way there Via found several horses roaming in a wide yard surrounded by a white fence with apple trees growing in a row.“Are you sure this is the place?” Via asked, staring at the building with the paint on the walls partly peeling off.“Nana left this farm house. You know I don't come from a rich family. This is the only treasure I have other than an apartment in New York.” Disya stopped, then turned to Via who was still frozen since their arrival, reluctant to go any further. “Come in.”Once again, Via looked at the old building before deciding to go inside, following Disya who was first in front.
Willow stared in bewilderment at the television that was no longer on the living room. She glanced at Via who seemed busy learning how to knit baby socks. She was in full concentration with the spools of yarn around her, and books on learning how to knit that scattered on the floor.“Where's the television?” Willow came over and picked up one of the pink threads.Via's shoulders shrugged as she continued to try weaving the threads one by one. “I put it on the roof,” Via answered without turning her head.Willow's face contorted in confusion because the thing was still functioning properly. In this old house, there was no entertainment to spend the time except watching television, so she was confused about what to do.“What's wrong with this television? It was still fine yesterday, right?” Willow glanced out the window when she heard the sound of a mustang parked in the yard, her male cousin must have arrived to
As soon as she woke up, Via immediately ran to the toilet and vomited in the closet. Her body sat on the floor when nothing came out. She was silent for a long time before finally washing her mouth and face. She felt everything was unwell on her body, making her lie down on her bed for one or two minutes.The sound of the alarm woke Via back up and she frowned in surprise to find that time had passed quickly. It was as if she had only been lying there for five minutes, not knowing that two hours had passed.“Via? Are you okay?” asked Willow, knocking on the door from outside.Via got up from the bed and checked her still puffy face.“I'll be out in a minute,” Via replied as she walked to the bathroom to clean herself.In the dining room, all the breakfast were already on the table. Willow looked busy cleaning the pan at the sink. There was a sense of guilt seeing Willow working alone, making Via feel a litt
Sean entered the apartment and it was cold. There was no longer smelled of buttery and sweet aroma of baking cakes that used to be a memory. His steps were heavy as he crossed the living room. He deliberately didn't turn on the lights and let the atmosphere become gloomy.What for? Haven't traces of Via disappeared completely?Sean stepped into the room. He smelled the air, inhaling the last of Via's fragrance, but his sense of smell picked up nothing, much to his dismay. His eyes glazed over at the empty bed.Sean walked around the room which Via had once occupied. He touched every object that might have Via's fingerprints on it. Not to mention the surface of the mattress whose sheets had just been replaced.His heart was disappointed, because just only cold that Sean got from every touch.It looked like Daren was right, he must forget Via and all their memories together.However, forgetting Viania was not that easy. There was somethi
Winter passed very quickly. Via worked at the Cherry Blossom Inn for almost two weeks. It didn't feel like she could adapt in Moines to the friendliness of the locals.Via was relieved that in Moines she hadn't heard any news about Sean, and even the people in the village didn't care about such things. For them, celebrities were just strangers who didn't deserve too much attention, but Disya had a different mind. Her best friend often contacted Via and sometimes brought up the topic of Sean which of course Via didn't listen to.“I told you not to discuss anything about him, please,” Via said to Disya who was on the other side of the line.“But you also need to know this one, Via. This man is the father of your child. If you hadn't stopped me from slapping him, I would have publicly humiliated Sean. He deserves it,” replied Disya who sounded angry.Via rubbed her temples as she sighed.“He will get married soon. Gosh!&r