This story is published In Indonesian at Women on Web. This Google Translate version in English was edited for clarity.
It was for the good of all family members.
On August 28, 2014, the pregnancy test result was positive. At first I panicked, remembering that I and my partner were not married.
I am 18 years old and he is a year older than me. He just became a student at a university.
His expression when I told him that I was pregnant — He was very happy and asked me to marry at a young age.
But I don't want to. My partner's parents are religious leaders in their city. My parents are nobody. There would be many bad things that would happen. For example we would be separated or he would be sent abroad. I have no idea.
On September 9 at night I went to the beach. Because I really crave going to the beach. We rented a guesthouse to have an abortion with drugs.
At first we cried and felt unwilling. At 10 o'clock we started using the medicine until my body got cold and I experienced very severe vomiting and nausea.
My partner never left me. He held me and helped me when I was experiencing pain and sick. He carried me to the bathroom.
He slept beside me and he never got angry if I woke up every time until the early morning, when my partner fell asleep.
I woke up but I haven't been bleeding yet. I sat on the front of the balcony while lamenting tonight. He came outside when I was washing my clothes that were exposed to vomiting overnight and he washed them. I tried to help him but instead he told me to rest.
We thought that the abortion failed.
On October 9, I went to the beach and played in the sand. Suddenly the pain came and the blood started to come out. The fetus also came out.
Our children, whom we named Ghani and Mira (twin), were officially aborted.
~ Ezzah Candra