GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL

EPISODE 52

Mr. Broto was upset to hear Restu's refusal. He put his phone down rough.

“Why Pak?”

“Restu it's so arrogant. Upset me,” grumbled Mr. Broto with a grim face.

“Bobbish how the hell Sir?”

“He refused a car from me. And say you want to buy yourself a used car with personal money. Arrogant right?”

“Bapak don't do that. Restu is not arrogant. He refused, because he did not want to be a burden on parents.”

“Who said load. I gave him my heart, I am his father, his parents. Is it inappropriate for a parent to give something to his child?”

“Yes, a minute sir, be patient, don't get angry. Here, the drink is spent first, so it is calmer,” said Ms. Broto while adding half a drinking glass. But Mr. Broto refused.

“Sabar ... patience .. Who is not upset if the gift is rejected raw?”

“Makanya mom says patient, so you want to hear mom talk. Kok so mom gets scolded anyway Mr.”

Mr. Broto leaned his body with a grim face.

“Bapak will know, Restu was once made you angry, because it has squandered company money. Isn't it sir? Well, now Restu is aware of all his mistakes, and always try to fix them. You know what he's thinking? Restu wants to do something without the help of parents. As bad as anything he wants to have, whether it's an ugly shirt or a used car, that's his pride. Try to understand. Let him feel proud of what he has.”

Mr. Broto lifted his body from the backrest, then grabbed the glass that had been thrust by his wife, gulped it down. Mrs Broto smiled. Apparently the husband began to be able to digest what he said.

“Have a used car, and it makes him proud?” chirp Mr. Broto after putting down his glass.

“Not his used car that makes him proud, but the money used to buy, is the result of his efforts. That's what makes him proud.”

Mr. Broto nodded, he began to understand, and his anger was gone.

“We must let him have pride. He already understood, that the luxury he possessed was not something that could make him proud, because all of it belonged to his parents. Now that he is trying to build his pride on his own efforts, let's support him, don't even scold him.”

“Alright, mother is right,” said Mr. Broto in a low tone, and with a steady nod of the head.

“Later we will ask him to take us for a walk, after he managed to buy the car he wants,” he continued with a face sumringah.

“He must be happy,” said bu Broto, no less exciting.

***

It was still a little afternoon, Restu had arrived home. Purely surprised, because he had not had time to make a drink or prepare a snack.

She greeted her husband with a bag she was carrying, put it on the table, then rushed to the back. I was not expecting Restu to follow him.

“You what?”

“Make a drink, it has not been,” he said as it passed, and Restu also continued to follow him.

Purely take a cup and brew coffee. Surprised when suddenly Restu hugged her from behind. He tried to break away, but Restu hugged him tighter.

“Don't be too tired.”

“No, ordinary,” said. Then he picked up the tray, after Restu let go of his embrace, then put a coffee cup on top of it, and took it to the living room.

Restu.

“Why don't you want to be hugged by your husband? Oh yeah, I still stink? Sorry,” he said with a laugh. But he then sat on the couch, grabbed a cup of coffee, sipped it a little.

“Still hot.”

Pure stepped back, took a plate of fried bananas that were still warm, then placed in front of her husband.

“Hey, where are you going? Sitting here alone, accompany me to drink as usual,” reprimanded Restu, who felt that all day Pure's attitude seemed strange. Quite a lot of silence and not a little smile.

“Murni,” call Restu because Pure is unmoved.

Pure who wants to move to the back stop stepping, looking towards the husband.

“Sit here. Is it because I smell asem? Do I have to take a shower?”

“I want to joke with my son, does he not want because his father still smells?”

“There is still something I have to do behind,” said Murni, who did not mind then sitting next to her husband.

Restu stroked Pure's stomach gently, and Pure jumped in shock because her baby suddenly kicked her stomach.

“Tuh, right. She's happy her father came.”

Purely smiled thinly. He always remembered the beautiful woman who hurt him this morning with harsh words, and he believed her. And therefore he then felt, that Restu did not love himself, but the baby he contained.

“Where is your drink?”

“I've had a drink.”

“Then let's drink this together,” said Restu who then thrust his coffee cup towards Pure lips. Purely resigned his head.

“Come, cup both.”

“No, I don't drink coffee,” sergeant.

“Then let me get you tea,” said Restu who then stood up.

Purely surprised. He also stood up directly.

“No, let me take it myself,” he said as he moved to the back.

Restu smile. But he was really surprised to see his wife's attitude.

“Pure, hurry, otherwise I alone will make it for you,” cried Restu.

Purely came to bring a cup of tea for himself.

“Today you are weird.”

Purely looking at her husband.

“I'm ordinary.”

“No, you are not ordinary. Are you angry with me? Something wrong?”

Purely wanted to say something about the woman, but then undone it. Cheating man, where to confess? Most will also avoid. And Pure knows himself. Who is Restu, who is he. Purely always aware that the marriage happened because of her pregnancy.

“Say something. I can't believe nothing happened.”

“Nothing. I just feel ... less well.”

“Then we go to the doctor now.”

“No, no...”

“You don't be reckless. Your health affects the baby you carry. If you are sick, he will also be sick.”

Come back again because of the baby. That's what Pure thought after meeting the sharp-mouthed beautiful woman this morning.

“I'd like to rest. If Mr. Restu wants to eat, wake me up,” said Murni while standing up, after sipping his drink.

***

That morning Restu departed as usual, after the breakfast that Pure prepared as usual.

“If you still feel unwell, don't cook. I'll buy you a meal from outside for lunch. Children workshop let snacks like before,” message Restu.

Purely just nodding assented. But he was determined to cook as usual. He walked towards the market, hoping he would never see her again. But hope lives hope. Just as he had entered the market, the woman seemed to have appeared from within the earth, standing just like that before him.

Purely surprised. But then came his courage. Worms if stepped on must squirm. Purely wants to fight it.

That was why, when the woman sniffled cynically looking at him, Pure replied to her with fiery eyes.

***

Tomorrow again yes.