Destiny Love

Gathering

...بِسْــــــــــــــــــــــمِ اللّهِ الرَّحْمَنِ الرَّحِيْم...

..."Berkhusnuzan is necessary, especially if you are able to. Do not be too often bad to think because it is not good for the future."...

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Bagas again indifferently, even he silenced me from earlier. Granted, it's normal and ordinary, but I don't want this to be his habit. I admit that I was mistaken and lost until I nearly put my own flesh in danger.

But thank God he can still be saved even though now I have to bedrest completely. Just lying in bed, and should not move much and think variously, it can affect the growth and development of the fetus.

"I'm sorry, Mas" I said expectantly, but what Bagas did was silence a thousand languages and glanced cynically at me. The cold came back and rose to the surface. Beware Btari.

"Shut up and don't make much noise!" my lips will come back together. Shitty, Bagas is really a heartless man.

He got up and walked away until he left the room. I could only stare at the man's delirium. Not that he was guarded, or at least, accompanied, but instead he left like this. Very rare man in the world. Bagas was only worried about the child I was carrying, not with me.

I closed the netra slowly, hoping the drowsiness would come soon. Bored, can not go anywhere but in the room only alone. I want someone who can be a listener and willing to be my place to tell stories.

The two roles should be Bagas who hold because communication in a relationship is very important. Not good at communicating will definitely disperse the way, because it is the main capital in undergoing a household hick.

"Son." I opened my eyes quickly when I heard the flutter of steps with my mother's soft voice. I pulled both corners of my lips to smile.

"Mother," I said gladly, he gave me a warm embrace and softly kissed my temple full of affection.

"So is sick? Do I need anything?" ask her after landing her butt in the bedside chair. I shook my head in response, having a mother beside me was more than enough.

"There's no business for a while, so no papa, right if Mom is with you?" he glanced at the top of my head. A sweet smile never faded from his face, very different from the son who rarely braved the chirps.

I nodded slowly and said, "Where did Mas Bagas go?"

"Meeting Bianca, she contacted Bagas about the treatment that Bagas had to go back to," explained the mother, making my chest immediately throbbing with pain.

I don't like it when Bagas hangs out too much and engages in intense communication with his psychiatrist. There's always anxiety I feel, and I don't want that thing to happen.

"Why should you, Bianca? Mother could not find another psychiatrist, man for example," I said, which even mother welcomed the oddity slowly.

"Don't be jealous, Bagas can't cheat on Bianca, Bianca is a good child, I've known her for a long time" said the mother gave an understanding.

"Bianca's mother had long been Bagas' psychiatrist, and by the time her mother died Biancalah had succeeded. Because a little bit of Bianca knows how Bagas character if the disease is recurrent. So, I hope you don't have negative thoughts with him, believe the same Mother that Bagas will not mess behind you," he explained at length.

I gave a short nod and a thin smile. That's all I can do, to interrupt or deny I have no more power. It would be better if I just followed.

"Fort of a week, Mom, it was also bleeding so now it must be a total bedrest," I replied honestly as it is.

"What did you do until exhaustion? Don't tell me that Bagas asked you to do heavy things," mom's cerocos looks a little upset.

I shook my head and said, "No, ma'am, it's because I'm careless and have a lot of behavior. I took Mas Bagas to the square, uh there I even forgot myself until running around unclear. As a result fit until the new house is felt deh, my stomach is cramps and there is blood coming out."

Mother privileged. "Next time do not repeat again well, the smile can but do not overdo it," his advice that I immediately replied a steady nod.

"Mas Bagas was very different, Mom, can laugh off and a little attention to me. Strange, but I even see Mas Bagas rich like that," I started to tell stories.

"Mood Bagas again good that, if you can maintain it. But it only lasted a few hours, right? Afterwards he changed as usual," replied the mother.

"Yes, Mom, just want to go home Mas Bagas ketus again same me, even at home too so. Is that normal, huh?" Mom nodded quickly.

"Don't be surprised if the behavior of Bagas cold and ketus turned friendly, or vice versa. It was indeed self-inflicted from Bagas' disease, and it happened without cause. It could be the morning he was very cool, but the next two hours he was immediately down and wanted to kill himself, and the next two hours he was cold as an ice stone. It's common and for no apparent reason, of course," explained my mother made me understand.

"Kok can suddenly change that's it, Mom?"

Mom smiled thinly. " BPD affects a person's mood or mood. So it's no wonder that Bagas experienced such a drastic mood change."

I thought hard, studied and studied every explanation of mother. I should be able to dig up a lot of information related to Bagas, especially about his illness. I want him to get well soon.

"Have not been too thoughtful, gradually you will also be able to understand and understand Bagas," said the mother made my mind that was wandering back together as one.

"Mother came here alone?" askaku choose not to go back to discuss the condition of Bagas. My head was dizzy thinking about that.

He's nodding. "Taxi ride, the car is again served Bian in the workshop," said mother made me momentarily silent. Bian's? Didn't he say goodbye to me, and said he wanted to go far.

"Mas Bian still lives with Mom?" He smiled faintly and said, "Still, tomorrow or the day after he wants to go out of town. Mother asked, so that you and Bagas can live happily without being overshadowed by Bian."

"Mas Bagas knows about this?" I said. Bagas loved Bian so much, even he would heartily hand me over to his sister.

"Sir, I deliberately kept Bian's departure a secret, I'm afraid his condition will drop again" he explained with a bitter smile.

"Bisma yah, ma'am, may this be the best for all of us" said my mother who then amenkan.

I hope that with Bian's departure, Bagas' desire to divorce me also faded and disappeared. Because I want if my future son is born, Bagas will remain my husband, the father of the fetus that I have now.