My Husband's Return
Part 5 - Return of My Husband
Salsa never expected Angkara's reaction to be so excessive because of Azka's behavior on the little boy. Salsa approached Angkara in her room after escorting Azka to her room for rest as she was recovering.
Reni had also explained some stories five years ago, and Salsa understood them all. Salsa will take care of her husband and try to take Azka's heart back.
If Azka's memory is difficult to return, then the woman will make Azka fall in love for the second time.
Salsa smiled seeing Angkara sitting in the study chair alone.
"Mama's son is very diligent," said Salsa.
Angkara turned his head, put down his pencil and immediately hugged Salsa.
"Mama."
"Why baby?"
"Don't get close to him, he's evil. It was Kala loi, it was Mama's dolong," murmured Angkara.
The 5-year-old boy loved his mother more than anything.
"Kara, with mom!" coax the soft Salsa while stroking Angkara's hair.
"Om was not a bad person dear, he was Papa who you have longed for. He pushed Mama because she was sick. She doesn't want my mom to get sick if she's snuggling."
"Om that hurt?"
"Not Om, but Papa Azka." Error Salsa. "Papa is sick. Kara also if you get sick often snapped Mama right?"
"Sorry, his brother if Kala has a fever like a big rock nimpa Kala."
Salsa smiled and understood what Angkara had just said. When he was a child, he also often felt a large stone would squeeze his body. It is worse when you see everything getting bigger.
"Mama sorry, but I met Papa. Get to know Papa," asked Salsa and answered a nod by Angkara.
The two headed for the room in Azka. Salsa stood in the doorway watching her son slowly approach Azka who was leaning on the head of the bed with her eyes closed.
Salsa's smile expands as Angkara crawls up to the slumber then touches Azka's forehead.
The little boy was actually still scared in the kasari like that.
However, unexpectedly, Azka smiled as she shook her head. "I'm not sick."
"But Mama said, Papa's sick."
Azka's eyebrows clenched together, glanced at the door and found Salsa standing in the doorway. The woman nodded her head.
"Yes I'm sick."
"Said Grandma, if it hurts fine to take medicine. Papa has taken medicine? Want Kala fetchin? Spindles, if Mama's sick who visits also Kala."
Angkara got out of bed. "Wait here Papa, Kala asked for medicine first with Grandma." The little boy ran out of the room.
"Your son is funny" Azka said expressionlessly.
"Our son Azka" ralat Salsa.
"I don't remember anything yet, and it feels weird to just admit it."
"I know, but it's my job to remind you."
"Father!" the cry of the little boy diverted the attention of the two. "Granny said the medicine was the same Mama."
"Papa takes his medicine after lunch, let's have lunch first!" bring Salsa.
"Come on, or do you want to take it to the room?"
"No need, I'll take lunch" Azka replied as she moved on and followed Salsa's steps.
He looked at Salsa's tiny back, there was no sweetness in his heart for the woman. But on the other hand, somehow he did not feel uncomfortable around Salsa. The room that had just been in his place, like no stranger, yet he could not remember anything.
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