Aerospace

Chapter 21 - Relapse Again

CAMILA POV

Scratch my hand that is still in the hands of warm Om Dirga. I looked up at his face. But what I saw was Dirga as if he did not care about the gaze that was still straight ahead.

Just when he arrived at the parking lot, om Dirga released his hand grip. It feels like something is missing. I shook my head trying to shake off the strange feeling that surrounded my heart at this moment.

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There wasn't much chatter between us because I still felt very awkward, for a long time also me and Dirga did not meet. After meeting even in a situation that requires me to be in a long time with him.

" Om Dirga actually lives in London right now" I asked was stale than there was no conversation between us because Om Dirga also I think more silent.

" yes. You know where I live in London." om Dirga stopped feeding rice into his mouth and looked at me questioningly.

In the end I was taking Dirga to eat at one of the restaurants not far from the Hospital.

" eum from Daffi" replied me

" Daffi...? You often meet Daffi. “

I just nodded. Dirga is still looking at me. I who was stared at like that felt uncomfortable and chose to duck my iced orange.

The mood returned awkward. Only the clink of the spoon sounded. I wanted to ask you about Danu's news. But iurungkan. I don't know why I didn't have the courage to ask Dirga personal questions, especially about his family.

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Dirga accompanied us at the Hospital. He talks a lot with Mother

and Budhe too. I just occasionally chimed in on their chats. Didn't expect if om Dirga can be as fast as it is familiar with Mother and Budhe.

In the afternoon, Dirga returned to the hotel. I want to shower, he said. Mother and I would rather stay in the hospital. We'll be here until tomorrow waiting for Budhe Jasmine's son to come. As promised by Ms. Ratna who is none other than the only child of Budhe Jasmine, will arrive here later

nightly.

" dirga boy was handsome, mature, well established, good again." I who was peeling apples turned to hear the words of Budhe Jasmine. I was alone with him because Mother had permission to go to Mushola.

" to be the dream ghost of every mother." he continued.

" yet Budhe's son is married. Cook Maak Ratna to be asked to marry again."

" hush ngawur you. Yes not Ratna to nduk. But you."

" what the hell am I." I stuffed Budhe with a piece of apple I just had enough of.

" you are still single. Unmarried. "

" Mila's still in Budhe's college. Still far from the mind of that thought. There is no intention of getting married now. "

" don't be so nduk. Who knows if Dirga is your soul mate. Aren't you ?."

" the soul mate is in God's hands, Budhe. "

" what's this about all soul mates. " Mother came in and chimed in my conversation with Budhe.

" this is loh nye.your son did not say. Sopo knows that Dirga is his soul mate. It's handsome, well, well established again. Less what try to. "

Mother even chuckles to hear Budhe's speech.

" i'm thinking the same thing" mbak yu."

" mommy means whatever." I'm excitedly looking at Mommy.

Mother shifted the chair and sat next to me. Take a piece of apple and put it in his mouth.

" yes if Mommy sees that Dirga like you. Here's proof he wants to get us here. What's the name if it's not sacrifice."

I'm throbbing. "at best it's just mode."

" that's you, too."

" feel what to Mother..... "

" you feel like you're the same model as Dirga. If you have the courage of the mode so the sign he likes you. "

" iyo bener kuwi nduk. Budhe agrees that you are the same as Dirga. " Budhe chimed in.

" hade... Mother same Budhe this. Mila still wants to go to college. Want to graduate as a doctor. Keep taking specialists. Just thought about getting married. After all, Dirga was too old for Mila. "

" don't look at his age. At least how much distance you are. Wong nak Dirga also did not look very old really. " said Budhe while chewing apples

" Budhe, om Dirga it's my uncle. I deserve to be his nephew. Not wife. The difference in my age with Om Dirga was probably there if ten years. "

" just ten years. Not at a distance. Bener to Nye. "budhe turned to Mommy for approval.

(nye: name for mother carnation)

" iyo is mbak yu. "

I stood up. Can stress me ngadepin two mother mother supporting om Dirga.

" Mila to Mushola first."

I can still hear Mother and Budhe who are still talking about Dirga.

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When he returned from Mushola, Om Dirga was already in Budhe's treatment room.

" lha it's Mila's." Mother saw my arrival.

" take Dirga for a walk. It's Sunday night, surely. Young people like to hang out like that on Sunday nights."

" yes Mil. We're all here. Take the Dirga boy where it is. "

I let out a breath. Why does it all seem to bring me closer to Dirga. I don't know what Dirga has done until Mother and Budhe are so enthusiastic about seeing me with Dirga.

" yes yes... Let's just copy in front. "

Coincidentally in front of this hospital there is a usual hangout filled by young women. Especially if this Sunday night is crowded.

" Mila go first. What do you want to buy." I kissed Mother's hand.

" Budhe wants to do what. Mumpung Mila wants to get out of this." I changed my goodbye to Budhe, kissed the back of his hand.

" nda. Budhe where can eat haphazardly. Scolded sister later. If it doesn't heal. "

Om Dirga stood up to follow me saying goodbye to Mother and Budhe.

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This is where me and Om Dirga are. An outdor spot that was located right in front

The hospital where Budhe was treated. In this place so many. There are a lot of food trucks. They sell a variety of food and drinks.

Chairs - chairs are also widely provided for the visitors. In addition, there are also many games for children. Food vendors stand also lined up peddling a variety of snacks that can spoil the tongue.

Not only young people but also children filled this place. It's a lot of atmosphere on a Sunday night like this.

The night wind was blowing. I sip coffe late I hope the warmth hit my body.

" Mile.." I looked up to Dirga.

After waiting for a few seconds no more words were spoken. Dirga just looked at me in silence. I got the wrong way to look at this seintens.

" how did your lecture go smoothly." he asked later.

" yes Alhamdulillah smoothly. "

" eum.. About Dirga... Danu how are you there." I doubtfully asked about my current high school friend who is none other than Dirga's niece.

Honestly, I can't forget how Danu asked me to wait for her. Waiting for him to come home with success. I'm proud of a friend I've considered a friend. Danu who has the determination to be successful. Danu wants to prove that she's a badboy too

have a future.

I closed my eyes to remember my last day with him, when we were at the airport. Treatments

Danu pointed to me if the guy wasn't kidding about his feelings for me.

But somehow until this moment I have not been able to return his feelings.

I can't think of Danu as more than a friend.

" Danu's good there. Moreover, there is a mama who takes care of it. You miss Danu?" dirga's questions awakened me.

I opened my eyes slowly. Om Dirga was still looking at me but this time his gaze was sharp

unsheathed right in my eyeball.

" as a friend, I would have missed him, given that we hadn't met for three months" I replied. Back I sip my late coffe that's getting cold.

" just a friend." asked Dirga.

" what do you mean Dirga? " i cringe.

" is it true that you only think of Danu as a friend." om Dirga pulled his body forward to erode the distance between us.

" i-yes." I nodded.

Om Dirga back up straight body. Exhaling a rough breath.

" is it really like that. But what I see.you and Danu are very close."

" that's because Danu and I are best friends. Danu's been taking care of me all this time." Answer excited.

" thank God then."

" what do you mean by Dirga?"

" yes then my mama is not wrong if you still wish to be her daughter-in-law." she spoke expressionlessly.

" what is om.???!! " it seems like Dirga relapsed again. I thought after a long time no see Dirga no longer like to do strange things to me. But what actually. This talk really makes me wonder. Huft..... Though I've already been baper with all his treatment to me. Nyesel is now.

" forget it over. Let's buy some food for Mommy."

Om Dirga stood up leaving me still sitting on the chair.

" Mila......!!!!!" exclaiming her. I saw that Dirga was a few feet away from me.

" when will you be there" he shouted

" yes yes. " I stood up. Because of Dirga who can change my mood quite drastically.

I walked to him. I clasped his hand trying to reach my finger. Om Dirga turned his head towards me but I pretended not to care about him.

Let it go, wrong yourself why make me so bad mood with his talk about mama and daughter-in-law. What do you mean talk like that.

What I have in mind is full of shitty things. Bad feelings haunt me. Surely the om sarap had spoken a no-no to his mother. And it could be that the om admitted myself as his future wife to the mother. Like that time without a plan I brought him to visit his house. Even with confidence she introduced me to her papa as a future wife.

My face has been bent and it looks like Dirga is aware of it. He pulled my body closer and swiftly embraced my shoulder without a word. Want to refuse but can not because the embrace of Dirga om so strong makes me unable to dwell.