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Chapter 22 - The Grip of Your Hand

POV DRAGON

Mila was still mad at me, from then on she silenced me. Until he returned to the hospital, Mila was still silent. I know I'm talking wrong, actually I don't mean anything. But what I said was true. Mama often asked about Camila even had several times my mother asked me to marry Camila.

It's not my fault if she's like that. All you know is that Mila is my girlfriend and my future wife even though I never said anything to you about your relationship status with Camila. Maybe according to my mom because Camila was the only woman I ever brought home and introduced her to so mama was wrong.

I don't want to give up my mother's hope either. You know for yourself how my mom is. I will not be able to make my mother sad. What my mom thought if Camila was a special woman to me was right

existence. It's just that the real status of my relationship with Mila isn't what mom knows.

So I'm still trying to get Camila's love. It's not that I don't know myself chasing a young woman's love. But the name of love is unpredictable for whom and with whom. A fairly noticeable age difference may have ultimately led Camila to cross me off her list of prospective husband candidates. But not Angkasa Dirgantara name if you give up just like that. I'm still trying any way to get Camila's love.

I was about to go to the bathroom when my phone on the bed rang.

" Mama. "murm. I immediately swipe the green button on the screen.

" Hello ma..."

" Why not ngabari mama fit until Surabaya."

" I'm sorry Dirga ma. Dirga forgot." God, why can I forget that I haven't told my mama. Since yesterday I arrived in Surabaya.

" Where else is it now."

" Dirga again outside the city ma. "

" out of town? Whereabouts? It's a weekend you don't rest. How to straighten out the job."

" Dirga no longer takes care of ma's work. But.." My words stopped. I was wondering if I should tell my mom if I wanted Camila again.

" But what Dirga. "

" Ehm... That's.... Dirgae... Dirga is taking Mila to her budhe house which is sick. "

" Oalah so you're again the same Mila. Dirga Mama is kangen with Mila. I want to see that girl again. Mila is beautiful and her looks she is also a good girl. "

" Yes, my mom is wrong. Mila is beautiful and kind. "

" When do you want to take Mila to see her again. "

" When my mom came back from London. "

" Yes really. You promised to bring Mila if mom came back to Surabaya. "

" Ready to ma. "

" Yes, my mom hung up on me. "

" Yes ma. Take care of your health. Love you ma."

" Love you too baby. "

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Today is my second day in Camila's hometown. Mommy and Budhe told me a lot about their families. So the Mother's family is indeed the original citizens of this city. Camila and her two older brothers were also born and raised in this city. Even their homes are still here but rented out. They only lived in Surabaya when Mila entered High School, so more or less the four-year-old Mother, Mila and Mila's brother named Andrew settled in Surabaya. While Mila's eldest brother, Keenan, has been living in Australia with his father. It was only the last two years that Keenan settled in Surabaya and finally married Danisha. Papa Mila is married to her mother Nathalie and they live in Australia. Mila's family tree turned out to be so complicated. But I salute them because they can live in harmony and peace.

I walked into Budhe Jasmine's treatment room. I was surprised because this room was so crowded. Many patients are visiting. Maybe because it's Sunday so many of them take the time to visit family or relatives who are sick.

I saw Budhe's grooming bed surrounded by a few people. Maybe Budhe's family is getting together. With wide steps I approached them. Budhe Jasmine who noticed my presence smiled and

waving towards me.

" Eh son Dirga. Comehere. Budhe meet Budhe's son."

I walked closer to Budhe as usual. "how Budhe is. Has there been any progress."

My toot.

" Thank God Budhe feels better. If allowed, Budhe will be able to go home tomorrow. Oh, my son Dirga, this is Budhe's son. Ratna's name."

I spread the view. There was a woman who was about two or three years below me. Also a man who was sitting was holding a boy and a woman and a middle-aged man.

" Hey I'm Ratna, "this woman Budhe introduced as her son extended her hand to me.

I received his hand with a smile. "I am Dirga."

" Oh yes, this is my husband. Mas Ridwan his name and this is our son. Saga. And this is the second

my in-laws."

I met them one by one.

" Dirga Boy. Ratna is Budhe's only child. They live in Lombok. Therefore yesterday when Budhe entered the hospital that Budhe could ask for help only Carnations because they were only close relatives Budhe.

"

" Oh so Budhe. Oh yes Mila same Mother where do not look. "

" Said she went to the cafeteria. Maybe Dirga wants to catch up with them papa. "

" Yes Budhe. Then I found Mila first. Let's mbak Ratna let my mas stay first. “

“ Yes please. “ say they are together.

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Not yet at the cafeteria, I passed Camila in the hospital corridor.

" Of Dirga. What's here "

" Your nyari. "

Camila frowned." said to me. "

" Kangens. "

Camila glared and walked away from me. I walked along to align the steps with her.

" Which mother."

" In the toilet."

" Yuk road. I heard there are many beautiful beaches. Let me be here all you want to look around. "

" Om Dirga himself. I'm gonna have to take care of Budhe."

" It's not that Budhe already has his son who's keeping watch."

" Yes but. " Mila's words are interrupted because we suddenly cross paths with Mother.

" Eh there's Dirga. "

" Yes aunty. "

" Oh yes, Dirga. Since Ratna son of Budhe Camila has come, later in the afternoon we return to Surabaya. I'm sorry you've already heard about Dirga."

" O gapapa kok aunty. Glad to help aunt. Dirga loves being in this town."

" Thank you, Dirga."

" Same aunt. Oh yeah tan, Dirga can't take Camila for a walk. He said there are many beaches here

lovely."

" Oh, I can. Mila you accompany dong nak Dirga his streets. Mumpung is still here. "

" But Bun.. " Mila has snatched. But seeing her Mother was already looking at her sharply like that Camila could not wrinkle. I smiled triumphantly.

" Yes yes Mila anterin. Come om. " Mila pulled my hand.

" My aunt borrowed Mila first. "

Mila was still pulling my hand and I smiled broadly at our linked hands.

" It seems you are more excited. That's what he said he didn't want.".

Mila stopped her steps, looking at me sharply. I lift up on our hands. Mila who was aware of what she was doing was trying to pull her hand off. But I didn't let that happen. I'm getting tighter holding his hand. Back walk down the hospital corridor.