Aerospace
Chapter 37 - Don't Call Dear
Author Pov's
" We're going home now. It's late." It's late afternoon." He moved from the side of the bed he was sitting on. Looking at her mother who was asleep.
They came out from inside the inpatient room to coincide with his papa who also went inside.
" pa, Dirga brought Mila home first yes. "the farewell.
" yes. Let me take care of Mama."
" later Dirga's here again tonight."
" papa, Mila go home first. Assalamualaikum." said Mila kissed the back of her father-in-law's hand.
" morum."
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Arriving at the mother's house Anyelir, the atmosphere already looks lonely. The tent that was in front of the house was no longer there. Dirga and Camila enter the house to see Papa Wijaya and Keenan talking in the living room.
" You're home. How's your mama Dirga". Ask Mr. Wijaya to his son-in-law
" thank God my mom has improved Pa."
" let's sit down."
She sat in one of the empty seats.
" mm pa, Mila to the room first yes." said to the papa.
" rest. You must be tired."
Mila left them.
" when to return to Australia" asked Dirga
" morning tomorrow. "
" ow.. "
" Dirga if you want to rest go up. You must be so tired. We'll have dinner together."
" no what Dir, think of it as his own house" said Keenan
" oh no need. I want to go home too. "
Mother Carnation appears carrying a tray containing drinks and cakes.
" why go home. This is also your home, Dirga. "
" that's Bun, Dirga wants to take a shirt for papa. "
" oavalah.... Your mother how her condition. Sorry, Mother can't go there yet. The plan tonight Mother wants to ask Ken anther. It turns out Dirga is here. "
" mama is better. Just need a break. Maybe I can go home tomorrow too. "
" thank God, then. Uh Dirga don't go home now. Wait another bit. We'll have dinner together. "
" well Bun. "
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After the dinner Dirga said goodbye. Because of Mother's compulsion, Camila drove Dirga outside the house.
" i'll go home first. "
" yes. Heart on the road. Greetings to papa and mom. "
Dirga got in the car. Just as Dirga's car left the courtyard, Mila was already surprised by the presence of a motorbike she was very familiar with. It was Daffi's motorbike and Mila was more and more incredulous when he saw Nathalie who was in the Daffi motorbike.
Mila was still standing in her position, observing the interaction of Daffi and her sister.
" Mile, I'm home. I'm sorry I couldn't stop by." Without taking off Daffi's helmet.
" yes, my heart is on the way."
Mila went inside the house straight up to the second floor followed by Nath behind her.
" where are you from Nath. I can be the same as Daffi. "
" mm... Don't just come out for a second." replied Nath a little nervous.
Camila turned her back to look at Nathalie.
" Nath's.... You and Daffi.... Um... I mean is there anything between you and Daffi. "
" meaning? " Nath asked back.
" ah no... Forget it. "i don't know why Camila felt that Nath and Daffi had something.
" i've got a break already." Nath is about to leave Camila for Danisha's room. Since yesterday, Danisha has been lending her room to Nathalie. Camila stops Nath's steps.
" Nath..." Nathalie turned around and looked at Camila.
Camila felt bad to see this kind of Nath. No adalagi Nath who talks ceplas ceplos to him and likes to explore it. All Camila is facing now is a quiet Nath trying to get away from her.
"I'm sorry if I'm wrong. And I'm sorry because of me..... I have been willing to be the wife of Om Dirga. " said Camila lirih but able to make Nathalie flabbergasted.
" hey Mil... What are you talking about... I'm fine. And... I've been trying to accept the fact that Brother Dirga has chosen you to be his wife. "
Mila hugged Nathalie still sobbing.
" it's already Mil. Don't keep feeling guilty about me. I'm fine. Okay. Btw I have to pack now. Tomorrow we're back in Australia."
" what? Tomorrow?"
" hem.. Tomorrow you're back in the australie and I'll be with them."
" why could that be so. You don't want to stay here for a while. "
" no miles... Next time I'll be home again."
" Nath." Mila hugged Nathalie.
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On Monday morning the house was back. Papa Wijaya and mama Jane and Nathalie returned to Australia an hour ago. Keenan is back at work too. Danisha went to college while Mommy just went to Resto. Camila was home alone. Actually today he has a lecture schedule but it's daytime. None of Camila's friends knew about her marriage because it was in her agreement with Dirga if she would hide their marital status.
The phone in his hand was shaking. Mila frowned to see who was calling her at this moment.
" yes hello. What's up."
" where are you."
" yes at home."
" not college.?"
" will be at 1 o'clock. What's up."
" mom's been allowed to go home today by the doctor."
" thank you."
" can you come here. Mama asked you."
" ow... Um now?"
" yes. Let parman pick you up at home. You're ready to be ready. Bring your college needs. So later after taking your mom home, you can go straight to college. "
" okay, fine then. I'm ready to be ready first. "
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Mama Dirga has looked better. It's just that the doctor advises that a lot of rest and should not be much thought if you do not want to stress and return to drop. The doctor also advised the cooperation of all family members so as not to make the mother sad.
" ma, Mila went to college. Mama has to rest a lot. Can't be tired." Mila fixed her mother-in-law's blanket.
" thank you dear. Oh yeah, after college, Mila came back here, right."
" uh that's ma.." Mila stammered confused as to what to answer.
The door of the room opened, appearing the figure of Dirga from the doorway.
" dear.... Prepared already. Let's go." Dirga walked up to the bed of the mother.
" mama, Dirga and Mila first yes. Mama rest. " Dirga kissed her mama's forehead.
" Dirga, after college bring Mila here again huh.... Mama still wants to be with my mom's mom. "
" ready ma. Dirga go first."
" Mila went to college." Mila kissed the back of her mother-in-law's hand.
Dirga embraces Mila's shoulder taking her out of the room. The mother smiled happily at the affection of the boy and his daughter-in-law.
Outside the room Mila tried to take off Dirga's hand which perched sweetly on her shoulder.
" ishe... Om freelance... Don't like the mode. Pake event hold hold everything."
" mode with your own wife is not sin."
Mila squinted her eyes "o don't forget the same promise that we agreed. I remind you if Dirga forgot. There was no physical contact between the two of us. "
Dirga just circulated the shoulder indifferently passed leaving Mila who was still holding back upset because of her actions.
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Dirga drove Mila to the parking lot. During the trip there was no conversation between them.
" what time do you come home? " ask Dirga without looking at Mila.
" i'll take the grab later. Om don't have to pick me up." Mila took off her seat belt and was about to open the door. But his hands were blocked by Dirga. Mila turned to her. "there's more.?"
Dirga gave her right hand.
Mila still did not understand, Dirga put the back of her hand on Mila's face.
Only then did Mila realize Dirga's intentions. Mila grabbed the back of her husband's hand and kissed him a glance before she rushed out of the car.
Dirga smiled knots, especially seeing Mila's red cheeks blushing.
" i'll pick you up and don't go anywhere before I come. Call me when you're done with class."
Mila just observed in silence Dirga's car that had already drifted away from her.
" the weirdo. Sometimes good sometimes make a sprain. Basic om om old sucks. "murm Mila passed leaving the parking area.
