62 I take the pill (2/2)

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Atibor called after her in the corridor.

”Use the wound plaster before you shower.”

Laila closed the bathroom door and leaned against it, exhausted.

Pregnant, that would have just been missing.

Defiant, she shook her head.

That was not the devil and she was not pregnant.

Again and again she mumbled these sentences as if she could summon the truth with them.

She was exactly where she wanted to be, in the middle of Symbolia.

She had an assignment.

Laila turned the tap on, the warm water washing the stinking mass and her nervous thoughts.

She spent two days on the farm.

The days were marked by talks and joint ventures.

On the third day, they accompanied Lola and Atibor to the infirmary.

Symbolia seemed to have unlimited funds and members that were valuable to the community.

A gaunt doctor, whose neck bore the same brand as her lower abdomen, gave her a pregnancy test and sent her to the bathroom.

Laila wondered how the one had consecrated him.

Lola accompanied her.

When Lola followed her into the narrow cabin, Laila was more than annoyed.

”You can not be serious?”

”We have to be sure that you do not manipulate, it's for your own protection.”

Reluctantly, Laila pulled down her pants and squatted across the ceramic bowl, legs apart.

Lola held out her white stick.

Laila snapped it angrily and held it between her legs.

Nothing happened.

”I can not do that.” Laila was totally unnerved.

Unmoved, Lola opened the door, went to the sink and opened the faucet.

Laila heard the sound of the water.

Lola looked at her with raised eyebrows.

”Come on, princess.”

Laila closed his eyes and focused on the sound of the running water.

That helped.

Relieved, she felt a little urine flow out of her cramped bladder.

Lola grabbed the stick and put it in the white plastic sleeve.

Spellbound, she stared at the small window with the blue line.

Laila pulled up her pants, stepped to the pool and washed her hands.

She wiped her wet hands on her pants.

”I told you that I take the pill.” Lola mumbled something incomprehensible.

”I've been taking this stuff since I was 14. Probably I'm even barren.”

Lola continued to stare at the tiny window.

”And I was not a virgin either, does not he need a maiden to reproduce?”

Laila realised that she was babbling around rather nervously and decided to shut up.

Suddenly Lola dropped to her knees in front of her and started to kiss her shoes.

Laila stared at Lola's red hair.

”Tell me, is not it? Are you totally crazy?”

Stunned, she looked at the otherwise cool and controlled woman.

Lola silently held out the plastic tube to Laila.

With trembling fingers, Laila reached for it and looked at the two blue lines in the tiny window.

An iron fist closed around her heart.

She was pregnant.