I Park My Love In The Heart of Mr. Satpam

Chapter 44

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Mr. Sujadi reached into his cell phone which he kept in his pants pocket. Since coming earlier he immediately focused on his work, although with the occasional face of his beautiful daughter who was crying disturbed his concentration.

So many things are thought of, Mr. Sujadi until he forgot to charge his phone.

The man who had a lot of salt acid in the twists and turns of his life was sitting himself in a chair, his sturdy hand turned the key and then pulled the drawer under the work desk, he said, where he keeps his personal belongings there are also some work equipment. His sunken brown net inedible age scan for something, after finding what he was looking for he immediately took it, it did not take long, the power of his phone began to charge as soon as he connected it to the outlet.

Mr. Sujadi leaned his body on the chair, it had been more than half a century he lived this world, but only this time he felt so complicated.

"Huufftt ..," only a heavy sigh, as heavy as the burden he carried as a father who had a daughter, he had to make sure if his daughter got a good match, responsible for the world. It is not an easy matter for him to choose a future husband for the beloved princess, because the future husband will replace his role to always keep and protect his daughter, and what happens, and what happens, the daughter he was always proud of, chose a candidate that he felt would not be able to make his daughter happy. Pak Sujadi feel older certainly more experienced about the game in the world, blind love is only at the beginning, after all in the end love will not be able to make the stomach full, full, and he did not want Celia to feel such a thing, until at this moment, the establishment of the middle-aged man whose hair had been partially muddled by the gray hair was still firm, not approving of Celia's relationship with Khai, although he has not met Khai yet, it does not affect his decision. The words of his daughter the other day were still entrenched in his heart.

Pak Sujadi glanced at his newly charged mobile phone a quarter, impatient he turned on his phone, like something was wrong, but somehow, only instincts pushed him.

As soon as his phone was back on, there was a notification of a missed call from his youngest son, there was also a message that he immediately opened.

His heart seemed to stop at that moment, without much ado, Mr. Sujadi immediately darted, permission to go home because there was an urgent. Along the way to the house, the middle-aged man's mind was filled with all sorts of thoughts about his daughter. He blames himself, why not charge his phone until he can not be contacted, making him not know if the daughter he loved was not okay, fainted helpless. Even he did not try to contact behind his son or wife to get the development of Celia's condition.

Up in front of his house, Mr. Sujadi immediately ran into the house, there was Wingit who was sitting in the living room chair, "lee, mbakmu pie (lee, mbakmu how)," asked Mr. Sujadi, asked, his neutrality implied deep concern.

"Mbak Celia wonten ten kamare sir, sakniki nembe tilem, Alhamdulillah sampun sae (Mbak Celia is in her room sir, now sleeping, Alhamdulillah is better)." Wingit looked at his father sadly, only yesterday did they laugh together, happy that his brother came home, but so quickly that laughter had to turn into tears.

Stepping past Wingit, Mr. Suijadi's wide steps led him to a beautiful princess who was sound asleep on the bed. Pak Sujadi by sitting next to his daughter, staring at the shady face of Celia, still remains beautiful down the beauty of his mother, although it can not be denied sir so see the sadness gurits that are still clearly printed on the face of Celia ayu, he slowly stroked the ramp Celia, loving and affectionate. Pak Sujadi was very sad to see the state of Celia, for the rest of her life, only this first time Celia was sick until fainting, usually all she saw was the princess's cheerful smile, now that only Celia was weak, now that she looked weak, sorrowful.

Pak Sujadi found the wife sitting on the bed, she was silent, unaware of her husband's whereabouts. Slowly sir Sujadi approached, he sat next to Bu Sujadi, making a middle-aged woman who is his soul mate for more than a quarter of a century, and will always be his soul mate until any time.

"Bu ..," Mr. Sujadi held the wife's shoulder, rubbed it slowly, there was no response from the wife, so it became silent, he closed his mouth.

"Huffttt ...," passed his breath, Mr. Sujadi still tried to be patient with his wife, stared at the brown bead of the wife who only focused on looking ahead, without wanting to turn to him, without turning to him, trying to figure out what his wife is thinking.

"Mom, Celia's been called a midwife or a doctor?" bu Sujadi just shook her head to answer a question from her husband.

"Father understand mom, you understand the meaning of silence mom, know mom, the decision you take is indeed sudden, you are also deadlocked at that time, the mind of the father is upset, but even so, the decision you take is sudden, the father is not original in making decisions, the father has long known the father's friends as well as the children and their families, they are good people, come from a good family, it is clear seeds bebet and its weight. I'm sorry to Mother, not involving the mother in making a decision," clearly visible regret in the eyes of Mr. Sujadi.

Long silence, until the sound of his wife's sobbing, beautiful eyes belonging to his wife who has been more than 25 years he looked at every day has appeared moist, indicating he who has long cried. It has been decades married, only this time the wife cried to keep the wound, the heart of Mr. Sujadi also sore to see it.

"The bus is afraid of Celia why-why sir," Bu Sujadi cupped his palms in the face.

"Yes mom, I understand."

"Sir, please change your decision."

Mr. Sujadi grabbed the hand of the wife, grasping it full of love, unlike last night or this morning which was still covered in emotions and ego which in the end also hurt the wife.

"Mr will try to think back mom, let me think for a moment to be able to make a decision again."

Bu Sujadi nodded, assuring her husband.

Can't bear to see his wife as he pleased, sir so pulled the wife into his arms.