9 Months Later.
Fatma was sitting there contemplating all that she had been through for these nine months, her memories brought back to the time when she got married. The loud words that sounded very firm from Hendra's lips seemed to add to the sacred impression at the event. Without feeling Fatma's tears had fallen on her cheeks, she still didn't think that the husband she respected so much could treat her like that.
"Why does everything have to happen to me?" Fatma mumbled while stroking her growing belly and just waiting for the time to give birth.
After a while, her mother came to her. "Fatma, why are you daydreaming in the afternoon? Are you still thinking about Hendra?". asked the mother.
Fatma took a deep breath. "I still can't understand, ma'am, why everything happened like this. Even though I used to know, Hendra was kind and responsible".
