My Only One's

Mama

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"Aren't you going back to the hospital tonight?" Dygta got into the bed where her husband was already lying down.

The night was getting late but the man had not yet moved from his place.

"I'm going to take a break tonight, it's so tired." Arfan put his hand on his face.

"How about Ara?"

"There's a problem." The man replied.

"Are they really back together, huh? As free as that you let Galang wait there?"

"Hm …."

"How about Clarra?"

"They've broken up."

"So soon did the men turn away? Have you broken up straight back?" Dygta grumbling.

Arfan did not say.

"Darling?" Dygta.

"Hm …."

"You're really going to let Galang let Ara wait alone in the hospital?"

"Yes, I'm tired. Just take a break tonight."

"Seriously letting them both in there?"

"Yes, that's …."

"Tumbens?"

"What do you mean?" Arfan put his hand away.

"Usually you rush to leave because remember Ara was just waiting for Galang?"

"What will happen?"

"Either, .. let alone the two of them." Dygta held a smile.

Arfan was silent for a moment.

"Are you willing to do something to Ara in such a state?" The man said.

"Eh?"

"I punched him in the head before I came home."

"What?"

"And again I've told him to ask his parents to come."

"Why did you ask your parents to come?"

"To talk about something serious?" Dygta repeated her husband's words.

"Yes." Yeah."

"What about?"

"On the marriage."

"Wedding?" Dygta looked surprised.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Who wants to get married?"

"It was with Ara, my time?"

The woman was stunned.

"You want to marry them?" Then he asked to convince her hearing.

"Yes, what else?"

"Why?"

"Kok why?"

"Why do you want to marry them?"

"Why do you ask that?" Arfan asked back.

"You really want to marry Ara to Galang?" Dygta repeated his question.

"Yes, that's what you keep asking!"

"This ends too suddenly. Has something happened?"

"You mean?"

"Have they done anything?"

Arfan laughed.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Your question is very strange. Exactly like your mother when we were getting married."

"Because it was so sudden."

Arfan speechless.

"Darling?" Dygta patted her husband's shoulder.

"I was just thinking."

"What about?"

"On Ara and Galang. I think it might not hurt if we let them together. Given what they've been through, and there's some happenings as well. I don't think we can do anything to get in the way of that."

"So you're gonna let them come back?"

"No, they're back together, so I can't do anything about it."

"She had even talked about marriage and Ara immediately accepted it. Then what can I do?" Arfan recalled hearing their conversation this afternoon. What had made him feel disbelief had allowed a man back into his daughter's life.

And the most unexpected was when Galang expressed his intention to marry Amara. Of course he didn't think it would happen now, and he didn't even feel ready to lose his daughter.

Dygta looked at her husband's face that suddenly turned sad. He was very understanding of what the man felt.

Then Dygta laid down his body on his side. He reached out his hand to rub his chest.

"It's okay, sooner or later this is going to happen right? We don't know who he's going to be with. If not with Galang, it could be with someone else we don't know at all" he said, inserting his head in the man's chest.

"I just don't feel willing. I took care of it from the baby, rolled it up to what it is today, and then after adulthood it was taken away by people."

Dygta laughs.

"You're talking like your soul mate was taken?"

"Hmm .. Your soul mate is leaving, and it's opening with you. But with another man who doesn't know if he'll love her as well as you do or vice versa?"

"You still have four other soul mates, plus me. Do we mean nothing to you?" Dygta raised her head and looked back at her husband's face.

Staring at the face of the man who had been guarding him since childhood until now they remain together to wade through life.

"Darling, I don't mean it. It's just Ara …."

"I know, and I understand. That's your right as his father. But our right to get the same treatment from you. The children will leave, and I may also experience the same if they find a soul mate and live each other's lives. And in the end it's just the two of us left in this house."

Arfan was silent again.

"Your right to feel that way, it's okay. But don't be long, 'cause we need you too." Dygta again lowered his head on the man's chest, hugging him tightly. And Arfan returned the hug was no less tight.

"Thank you, because you understand the most." The man peeped at the top of his head.

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Amara looked at her face in the mirror after Mytha helped her apply facial moisturizer. The woman came every morning to help her clean up with the nurses on duty.

The scarred gray red stripes are still visible quite clearly. And Amara touched it with the fingertips of her left hand.

There was still a hint of pain every time the area was touched, and he actually felt it. Two weeks is not a long time to recover, but long enough to make him tired and bored. But what can be done, everything must be lived for the sake of the healing process.

"The operation is waiting for your legs and hands to recover?" Mytha started the conversation as she combed her daughter's long hair.

"Hum?"

"His surgery is waiting for your legs and hands to recover. Didn't Papa tell?"

"What to?"

"We don't know if the scar will go away, because this is pretty much all. So …."

"I'm being ugly, Ma?"

"No, who said? You stay pretty. Aye, Galang?" Mytha turned to the man sitting not far from them.

And Galang nodded his head.

"They will just repair and close the scar to get it back to how it was. It won't change it to any other form." explained Mytha.

"Don't be afraid, you'll be fine." The mother finished her work.

"You're not working, Galang?" Then Mytha turned again to Galang.

"Mom in a moment."

"Good."

"And maybe later in the day I'll bring the old man here." The man said.

"What?" Mytha reacts.

"Yes, we have an appointment with Mr. Arfan to meet. Hopefully mother also has time." continued Galang who made the woman in front of him stunned.

"What's wrong?"

"There's something to talk about, and it's kind of serious."

"What about?" Mytha immediately asked.

"On the marriage."

"Wedding?"

"Yes, Mom."

"You're getting married?" Mytha looked at Amara and Galang in turn.

Galang nodded while his daughter lowered her head, not daring to look at him.

"Why?" Mytha with a surprised tone.

"I mean mother?"

"Why so fast?"

"Umm .. not necessarily Mom, because it's just going to be talked about today." Error answering.

"It's just too fast."

"Mother .. disagree?"

"It's not a matter of agreeing or not. Ara had just graduated from college, and she was even sick. Why are you thinking about marriage?"

"I don't think that's gonna be a problem." He answered quite carefully. He caught the rejection of the female reaction in front of him. Although it wasn't open but he knew what Mytha meant.

"Do you know about this, brother?" Mytha asked her daughter.

"Know Ma. Yesterday afternoon we were talking, and Mr. Arfan himself asked me to contact the parents." Error giving an answer.

"What?"

"Yes, so .. we did talk about this issue, and for the next time it was necessary to talk to my parents."

"And you decided on this without talking about it with me first? You didn't tell Mama Kak?" Mytha turned again to Amara.

"Yes, the problem is that this was also only yesterday. The plan …"

"I can't be trusted. So now everything really depends on your Papa huh? Mama's not involved in a problem like this?" Mytha looked disappointed.

"It's not so Ma."

"Sorry Mom, because the one I meet every day is Mr. Arfan, so …."

Then the door opened and the figure of Arfan who appeared then went inside.

"Good morning? How are you doing today?" The man greeted his daughter.

No one answered but Amara.

"What's this about? Why are you quiet?" said the man again who looked at them in turn.

"Don't you have to work, why are you still here?" ask him to Galang.

"A little while Sir."

Arfan looked at his watch which was showing at 7:45.

"Go away, don't be late."

"Good Sir." The bar almost left.

"Oh yes sir, my parents are on their way, maybe it will be noon to come here."

"Hmm .. great. I wait."

"Yes, then I'll say goodbye."

"Yes, go."

Galang then breezed away after nodding his head to Mytha and Amara who were silent on his bed.

Arfan twisted the body after the man had left, and he was about to speak when Mytha preceded him.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

"What?"

"Come, 'cause it looks like Mas owes me an explanation."

"Oh yes, about …."

"On Ara and Galang. Anything I need to know?"

"Yes, I was just about to tell you."

"Ah, just now?" Mytha folded her hands together on her chest.

"Yes, I called asking you to come in the morning to talk about this."

Mytha waits.

"They're getting married." continued the man.

"Mas!" Mytha reacted again.

"What?"

"And they let them marry?"

"Can't I allow it?"

"Can't it, but it's this fast?"

"Not fast either. We'll still talk about it with Galang's parents. You didn't hear it yourself if today they were coming?"

"Yes, but time has to be this serious?"

"Then how should we respond to Galang's intentions?"

"Don't they break up?"

"Yes, but they're back."

"And you just take it for granted?"

"What do I do?"

"Mas didn't see Ara's situation like this? How can we accept a man's intentions while his condition has not recovered properly?"

"That's workable, isn't Ara undergoing healing?"

"Yes, but why don't you talk to me first? What do you think I am?"

"Everything is sudden. We even just talked yesterday afternoon, and it's all just been thought of."

"But the problem is that you make decisions unilaterally without negotiating with me."

"Why? Do you disagree?"

"Open up a matter of agreeing or not."

"Then what?"

Mytha.

"Only ordinary talk between parents. After Galang asked for permission and he said he had serious intentions to Ara, I guess the next step to do was to meet her parents. Isn't that a good thing?"

"Yes, but not so fast."

"When then?"

"At least wait for Ara to heal, and don't you decide in a hurry."

"I didn't decide in a hurry, I just chose a good thing to do."

"It still feels like it's too fast" Mytha said.

"Nothing's too fast, maybe it's time."

"Do you believe in such a thing?"

"Yes, why not? Isn't this a good thing? When a young man comes to you, and asks you to allow him to ask for your daughter? What else he was willing to bring his parents to face. Why is that a problem for you?"

"I don't see it as a problem just. Ara had just graduated college, and she had even just started her business. Especially the ones that haven't recovered." Mytha insisted on her stance.

"And I don't see it as a problem either. Instead I see the seriousness of Galang in a situation like this. How will he accept Ara's situation at the worst possible time, and be able to entrust my daughter to him. And if you feel that I made a unilateral decision not to talk to you first, then you are wrong. Because as I said, that's why I called you to come early today."

Mytha was silent again.

"I didn't do it for me, but for Ara. Then please understand. I'm not willing to take it off now if that's how you feel. But look at Ara. It's the happiness I'm working on, not my ego."

"If you don't agree, you're done." Amara opens the sound.

"What's? It can't be!" sahut Arfan's.

"I don't want to make this family so noisy just because of my business. For years I have been comfortable. You are peaceful, rich, without strife, and make me feel like I have not lost my parents even though you are separated. But if this business makes you so noisy, it's better to be canceled" he said, with a soft look.

"What Mama said also has its truth. I think how I want to accept people's proposals? I will be a burden. The pity of Galang's life is hampered."

Arfan rubbed his face while exhaling a rough breath.

"No, sister, that's not what Mama meant." Mytha sat down beside her daughter.

"It seems yesterday my decision to accept Kak Galang was wrong. I should have thought again, instead of hampering his life later huh? What if her parents don't agree because they see how I am? I don't think I know myself." 

"You made her confidence go down Mytha, but we painstakingly rebuilt her."

Mytha bit her lips hard.

"And it's not him who's going to have a hard time recovering, but it's this kind of speech that's going to make it hard to recover." Arfan shook his head.

"No, sister, not so." The mother then grabbed her daughter's shoulders.

"Sorry, I'm just surprised."

"Papa, call again Galangnya, say the meeting is not so" Amara told the father.

"No, no. Don't so. It would offend Galang's parents." Mytha interrupted.

"What do I need to do after this?"

"No how-how. Okay ... forgive Mama. We'll face it together, okay?"

"If you don't agree …."

"No, don't talk about it. Again, forgive Mama. Mama was just surprised so she spoke like that."

"Mh …."

"Is this what you want?" Mytha asked to convince.

"I don't know, but Galang said so."

"But you're glad he said something like that?"

Amara was silent for a while, but then nodded her head.

"Alright then, it looks like Mama can't do anything."

"So how? Do I have to call Galang and cancel the meeting with his parents?" Arfan is ready with his phone.

"Don't Mas." Mytha replied.

"So you said …."

"Already, don't discuss. I told you I was surprised, right?"

"Hm …."

"All right, all we're gonna do is wait, right?"

Amara nodded her head again.

"Then Mama will accompany you waiting for them here" said the woman with a chest.

While Galang outside the room was exhaling a sigh of relief. After thinking that they will get a rejection, but in the end the problem is finished as well.

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