Aerospace

Chapter 47 - A great trial for me

Dirga pov

Too busy with all the work until a little forgotten if I haven't told Mila about where I am here. But it seems like Mila doesn't really care about my absence. The proof is that he never contacted me. Maybe he's waiting for me to call him first. It's not that I don't know if the ego he has is so high.

But it seems like my thinking just now wasn't proven. Because only then did I think about him, uh now instead Mila sent me whatsapp message. Although only one word typed her but was able to treat my longing for her. Just imagine that I have not met him for one week, of course, I think my kangen has peaked. Fortunately, my work and activities have been so busy that a little bit can distract me.

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What adds more luck to me is the absence of Vira here. Until I can live a quiet life with no one to break into.

The day after I arrived in Riau with him, tomorrow Vira had to accompany her parents on a vacation around Europe. And until I was a month in Riau, not once did Vira show her nose.

What worries me and worries me is my mom. One week ago he said he was not feeling well. To date, his condition has not improved.

That's how my mom is, but I have often told her not to think too much. And this is also one of the reasons I can't go far without my mom. My mom will continue to worry about me. My age is no longer young, but his worries are too high. Maybe it's because she loves her children and her family too much.

Mama called last night, this morning there was a routine schedule of check-ups to the doctor. I never stop praying for my mom so that her condition is always good. I have not been able to share my beloved mother.

I'm curating my phone. Mendial mom number. The second mother's call answered.

" am.... So you want to check up today?" ask me.

Mama hissing "hm.. Be. It will be a bit of a mess."

" mama don't mind much. Take care of your mom's health. Dirga dear mama."

" when did Dirga come home." Mom's voice shook. I'm sure my mom would miss me so much if I asked something like that.

" mama miss Dirga? " ask me.

" very "my answer made me want to go home and hug the woman I love so much.

" Remain to go home soon."

" Dirga, mama missuu very much the same Dirga. Go home son. It's been a month since I met my mom. "mama's soft words make me nervous.

" lt...."

" yes my mom hung up on me."

The phone call was cut off and I know my mom is crying right now. If it's like this, there's nothing else I want to do but go home and see my mom.

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Juanda Airport, Surabaya

It was ten in the evening when I arrived at the airport. Besides because I got the last plane ticket, also because the plane was delayed.

Not anything even though it was a night that I was relieved to be able to land my feet back in Surabaya.

I didn't think about my mom all day. One month was not a short time for us to part.

I remember my mom wanting to get home soon. In an airport taxi, I rushed to my mother's house.

It did not take long because at almost midnight this is the atmosphere of the road is not how crowded and there is no traffic jam. The house looks empty. Fortunately, I always carry a spare key because I always go home at any time. So that I do not need to wake the housekeeper or even not need to bother mama to open the door for me.

Mama must have slept because she had a lot of rest. Moreover, it's almost midnight. I was standing at my mom's door. Thinking for a moment should I go in or I go straight to my room. But it's not quiet that this heart feels if it hasn't seen mom.

I open the door handle slowly, it looks like mom is sound asleep with papa. I stepped in to watch her two clingy. Mama looks thinner and I'm grateful that papa is always there to take care of her.

I stood at the side of the bed staring at my mom, squatting down and slowly peeking at her cheek.

Papa's moves got me back on my feet. Papa blinked before his eyes opened slightly. Like papa was shocked at my presence. He woke up leaning his head on the head of the bed.

" Dirga.... When did you come home.?" ask her in a hoarse voice.

" Dirga new sampe pa. Sorry to wake papa. How about pa." I asked

" your mom's fine. There's nothing to worry about. It's just that his appetite's a little decreased."

" it's worth it that mom looks more thin. Yes, then Dirga came out first. Papa rest again. Sorry to interrupt. "

Papa nodded. My father is too sensitive to my presence.

I'm out of papa's room. Closing the door slowly. I pulled my suitcase back to the second floor where my room was.

When the door of my room opened, I frowned in wonder at the light. Not like usual if I leave this room always in a dark condition because the lights are turned off. It is also impossible for Sri to forget to turn off the lights after cleaning my room. Ma'am Sri is a domestic assistant who every day always clean and tidy up this room.

I stepped in and I closed the door again, pulled my suitcase and I kept it next to the wardrobe. I took off the jacket I was wearing. Turn around and walk to the bed.

How surprised I was to find someone sleeping on my bed. He sleeps curled up behind me. The corner of my lips pulled upwards created an arch of smile. I walked closer and slowly climbed into the bed.

Slightly bending over so that I could smell the fragrant scent emanating from the long hair that was scattered on the pillow.

I looked back fixed from top to bottom a tiny body covered in a thick blanket of mine. And my eyes were fixed on the shirt he was wearing.

" that's my shirt." I muttered to myself.

Oh, my God, I miss her so much. I really want to hug the woman who has made me dig dug like this. But my intentions are shrugged off.

I put my face back on her and inhaled the fragrance that came out of her. And his shit even made all my nerves stiffen, not least my lower body.

Oh my God, what a trial.

I quickly got out of bed and went to the bathroom. Not quite up here the ordeal I received.

I took off all the clothes that were attached to my body, flushed my body under the shower. Traveling far enough away made my body very sticky. And bathing is the only solution to get my body refreshed. In addition, flushing my body with water a little more able to neutralize my body temperature which began to heat up also relaxes my nerve muscles that had stiffened.

And sure enough after going through the bath ritual this time longer than usual, I felt refreshed. Walking towards the walking closet to pick up a clean towel but what I now see just makes me more frustrated.

How not if on a hanging shelf I used to dry wet towels, I even found a pair of things that made my face heat up and my damn body stiffened again just by looking at the hanging thing.

One pair of underwear with a bra hanging beautifully there. If both sacred objects can be here it means the one who was sleeping in my bed earlier.... He doesn't wear any insides.

Gosh, I rubbed my face to have such thoughtful thoughts. With a shunt step I immediately grabbed the towel and immediately dried my body. Get out of the bathroom feeling like I can't describe it.

Why is my ordeal so hard this time.