Shabo, chapter 2

Chapter 2 Shabo's Story
It was after one year when the story of Sadat and Shabo took a nasty turn. It was from this time on that the two start a relation not so innocent as before, in fact a relation of mutual impiety. 

Shabo was no more a little girl now. She had grown to a little young woman now. She understood the nature of her relation, yet there was nothing she could do about it, or at least nothing she wanted to do about it. 

Their dark and secret love affair had crossed all possible limits of morality. Every night, after she saw that everyone else was asleep, she used to slip into Sadat's room. The two stayed there night long satisfying their desires on each other as they pleased. 

After three months, when Sadat had left Shabo became terribly upset. She suddenly found herself in withdrawal of some powerful addiction --- whether love or lust, she was not sure. She tried to reason with herself that since everything is fair in war and love, and since it was not ever possible in the life of this world to get Sadat in the light of the day, there was nothing wrong, at least on her moral standards, to get him in the dead of the night. She missed him intensely. 

One day Sadat called, Shabo picked the phone. He told her he would fly home that night and that she should come out of the house somehow. It wont be possible for him to get home without being caught or seen by the guard. 

As soon as everyone fell asleep, Shabo went to see if the guard was looking. She found him offering his prayers: she just jumped over the wall. 

Sadat spent a night with Shabo in a local hotel. Early morning they parted. Shabo was so scared. 

The following month Shabo became sick. She stopped eating and started to throw up everything she ate. She was taken to a local doctor where the other maid accompany her laughed heartily when the doctor asked her question regarding a possible pregnancy. Shabo's heart sank like a leaden ship. 

Her vomiting increased. She knew it. She was pregnant. She was terrified at the thought of other people finding this out. She did not know what to do. She did not know how to inform Sadat, whether to inform him  or not, and if it would help at all. 

She finally thought of a plan. There was a family planning center about which she knew when she once went there along with another woman who needed some help in a similar problem. 

She went there, and there she met this middle aged lady, Malalo aunty, who was a health technician. "Oh my good God", she was astonished. She was astonished, yet it was not a bewildering astonishment, as for Malalo this, although rare, was not the only incident. She had been contacted for unwanted pregnancies by almost 3 people, the last one just day before. 

She told Shabo that she would help her, but she had to pay a good amount of money, adding that it was such a risky business indeed.