Alena [My girlfriend was taken by my mother]

Season 2 #Part 43

Accompanied by Ms. Arum, I sat on the living room sofa to wait for Mas Dwi to come home. Various bad shadows were raging in my mind. Where did Mas Dwi go? Why does he have to go? Why is the response like that? And worst of all, I was afraid something happened to him on the road because he was driving with a bad state of mind. I can't calm down in such a situation.

"Mom, let's eat first! It's almost ten at night" said Ms Arum. I refuse to answer.

Since then he has been sitting next to me massaging my arms and legs. I did not ask for it, but I did not refuse. My mind is focused on Mas Dwi, until the massage Mbak Arum also did not enjoy at all.

"Bak, where's Dwi going, huh?" ask me random with eyes that do not switch at all from the window trellis.

"Maybe you are calming down, ma'am," replied Ms. Arum.

"Am I also considered a troublemaker? I'm his wife, right?" ask again. I was still staring at the trellis that I knew he wouldn't move.

"Mom, sometimes people just need time to be alone. Not that I'm guilty."

"Certainly so?" Now I look at Arum's face. He agreed with me while smiling.

The room came back silent. I could feel Tria occasionally coming out of her room and staring at me and coming back in. I'm still pissed at him. Not because I was jealous of Layla, but because she had made Mas Dwi like this. I'm afraid something will happen to Mas Dwi, his mental looks less stable the last few days.

I lay my head on the edge of the sofa, Ms. Arum helped me to straighten my legs. My eyes began to sleepy, but my mind was still forced to stay awake and wait for Mas Dwi to come home. Not bored Ma'am Arum also asked me for dinner. Finally I asked to make milk alone, considering my son also needs intake.

I don't know how long I've been shut down. As soon as I opened my eyes, Madam Arum was gone and replaced with Mas Dwi who was asleep next to me. He sat on the floor with his head resting on the sofa, next to my arm. Instantly my heart was immediately spurred and immediately moved from my sleeping position.

"Mas, wake!" I patted his shoulder slowly.

"Hmm, are you awake?" ask Mas Dwi while upholding his sitting position.

His eyes looked so tired, it felt better that I asked him to rest first. Questioning business, can be done later. Mas Dwi was still wearing the same shirt, but it was chaotic. I don't know where the suit and tie are, maybe still in the car.

"Let's move into the room, Mas!" take me.

He just nodded and stood up, then gave his hand to me. I took his hand and stood up. Slowly we stepped into the room without anyone opening the conversation. Arriving at the room, I let Mas Dwi change his clothes and immediately went back to sleep without telling him to clean up. Without saying a word, he pulled me in his arms and closed his eyes again.

I'm sure he's exhausted, his breathing sounds unstable. I looked at her face, not as usual. Seeing her this chaotic, I felt like I had failed to be her life companion without knowing what was really going on. Again, I felt that he still did not trust me completely. Even though it hurts, I have to stay by his side. I wanted to accompany her as promised on our wedding day. I rubbed his arm until I fell back asleep.

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The morning is usually greeted with a sweet kiss, today there is no. When I opened my eyes, I found Mas Dwi already standing in front of the mirror in full clothes. The tie is navy-colored with a barely visible white stripe. My eyebrows are linked, since when did Mas Dwi want to use a light yellow shirt?

"Darling?" call me from the bed. Now I'm sitting, but with my legs still hidden in the blanket.

"Yes?" he replied, turning his body and looking at me.

"Mas sure you're wearing a yellow shirt? Since when?" I just can't believe it.

"Yellow?" he asked like a dazed person while looking down at the shirt that was now attached to his body.

I nodded and got out of bed. Pick up a sky blue shirt that is calm but not too bright. It felt like this color was more suitable than the yellow shirt he had taken himself.

"Try to change this shirt, I think it fits your tie better" I said with a smile I slipped.

"Thank you, yes," replied Mas Dwi. I felt like someone else when he said his thanks so stiffly.

"Together, dear," I replied without caring about my current feelings.

I put the blue shirt on the bed, then I helped Mas Dwi remove the shirt buttons.

"Yes?" He was very irritable to talk, making me continue to sigh every time I hear the answer.

"Where are we going?" ask me as gently as possible.

"Doctor." The short answer managed to make my heart soar in shock.

"Doctor? Mas sick?" manya panic.

He just nodded and smiled thinly. His right hand touched my hair and slipped it behind my ear. Then she rubbed my hair gently. Her flat facial expression made me g*la. Makes me like a bod*h guy.

"Mas, what are you still hiding from me?"

Again he just nodded. The buttons of his shirt were completely removed and showed his fielded chest and several pieces of torn bread that were usually worn by women. The atmosphere is not good, making this beautiful scenery not at all look beautiful in my eyes.

"Wait for me to come home! I'll tell you everything later" he said without answering my question.

"Don't you love me anymore?"

I can't hide anymore, I'm weak, I love Mas Dwi so much. Just a little scratch from him, it was very painful for me.

"Until death I only love you, why do you still doubt that?" Dwi asked back.

"If Mas loves me, why would Mas still be able to leave me after seeing the woman's photo?" answer me while looking down. My tears are flowing, I can't see his eyes.

"Don't think of anything! I'm going to work first because there's a meeting. I promise I'll be home early and tell you everything, okay?" He said all of that while holding both of my cheeks and making our faces look at each other.

"Can't you tell me a little bit? The core of the problem, for example? Or the reason I met the doctor? I need to know, Mas. I can't do this, I'm curious" I replied honestly.

I wish I had at least known a little bit of the reality that was going on. I'm sure Mas Dwi can't work with focus if things are still like this.

Her eyes were still fixed on me, slowly her expression began to melt. He showed that sadness again. He lowered his gaze and hugged me, buried his face on my shoulder.

"I don't want to be like this either. I thought it was healing, but it wasn't. I'm sorry!" His voice sounded so weak. He should not apologize for his own pain.

I gently stroked his back, slowly the roar of his breathing began to stabilize. Intentionally I didn't answer anything, I was still trying to find the right answer. I know, his inner wound is back open. Wounds that are too deep and not easily treated in a short time. Trauma, our family problems can not be separated from the trauma. Each of us has trauma. It is not impossible, but to escape from it requires a long process.

"Mas don't need to tell me now, I understand. Go to work, go home as you promised!" I said while looking into his eyes.

"Don't think like that!" her door.

"Yes, Mommy" I replied sure. I tried to give her a smile, hoping she could smile again.

"Darling ..." call him. Hearing that call, my overcast heart was now bright again.

"Yes, honey" I replied.

In a short time, Mas Dwi's soft lips had already fused with mine. His right hand held my chin and his left hand hugged me. My eyes blinked in disbelief at what was really going on.

He took it off for a moment and asked, "May I ask this for a moment?"

I nodded and smiled. She smiled back and continued to kiss.