My Only One's

Morning Discussion

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Galang massaged Amara's neck, which suddenly vomited as he began to bathe her.

"I told you not to take a shower!" The woman grumbled.

Nausea broke out when the man flushed his body with water flowing from the shower.

"Start, Neng." But Galang continued that activity. Although Amara continued to vomit and only stopped after the morning shower was over.

"So, I don't think!" lamented Amara who curled up under the blanket after she finished dressing.

His face pouted with pursed lips. He was annoyed half to death.

"Yes it's responsibility. You didn't shower because of that?" She tidied her hair.

"Want to eat now?"

"Not hungry."

"But I have to go now. There's a meeting around here."

"Go, it's okay."

"Related?" The man approached her and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Hu'um." Amara nodded.

"Do you want to stay here or move forward?" bargain before leaving.

"Here I am, I am dizzy. I think I'm going to sleep again."

"Morning sick hum?" The man looked down while rubbing his head and then dipped his temple. While the other hand rubbed his stomach which was still flat.

"I guess."

"It started, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Are you sure you'll be fine as long as I work?" Then the man stood up his body.

"Related."

"good. Someone will come to accompany you, right? Maybe in a minute."

Amara nodded again.

"I'm leaving."

"Don't you have breakfast?"

"Later at the meeting place."

"All right."

"Tell me if there's anything?" said Galang again who moved from their bed.

"Hug first?" Amara spread her hands while smiling.

Galang was silent for a while, but a moment later he came back and hugged Amara. 

"Kiss?" The woman pursed her mouth, and Galang laughed before she finally kissed him several times.

"I have to go" said Galang when the woman did not let go.

"I want to come." Amara mutters.

"I want to work, not walk."

"When do I need to go for a walk?"

"Tomorrow weekend. All the therapy, huh?"

"Tomorrow no work?"

"Nothing."

"Related?"

"Related."

"okay." And he let go.

Galang got up while tidying up his clothes. He waved his hand then completely left.

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"What a spirit are you?" Arfan watched his first son who that morning looked carefree.

"Yes dong, it's Friday." replied Arkhan who has been acting normal for a few days.

He no longer talks about the bike or complains about anything else.

"What is Friday? Is there any activity?" The man sipped his still hot coffee.

"Nothing, as usual." Arkhan replied again.

"Why so excited?"

"No, it's ordinary."

"really?"

"It's Really Pah."

"Hm …." The father squinted his eyes.

Because it has been almost two weeks Arkhan seemed excited every time it was approaching the weekend. Especially now every Saturday afternoon, his son went to stay at the Galang apartment.

"I'm done, haven't you?" arkhan said to his brothers.

"Udah."

"I am too."

"Me too." answered the others.

"OKAY. We're leaving now?" he said again, and he acted like the leader he is today.

"Geez!" said her sisters, and so did Anandita.

"OK let's go!" They also rise at the same time.

"Go first, Mom." The four children kissed their parents' hands in turn.

"No need. Mr. Robi was the one who intervened." Arkhan refused when their driver came out of the kitchen as soon as he heard the children of his master were ready.

"Is that?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Related?"

"Yes." Yeah." They came out in quick succession after Arkhan.

The father was stunned to see this.

"Something seems strange?" Then the man muttered.

"What's so weird?" Dygta finished his breakfast.

"Arkhan."

"Why Arkhan?"

"He's too excited." Arfan has not looked away from the window where he saw his children going with their driver.

Without drama, without complaints, let alone the gloomy attitude like before.

"You're a freak. Arkan was moody yesterday as a complaint. Now he's excited too. What the hell do you want?"

"I told you he was too excited."

"Too excited? Seems not. He was indeed like that, and this time it looked different because Arkhan was previously moody. Plus he's been fasting talking to you." The woman gulped down her drinking water.

"I know my kids, baby." Arfan.

"And you want to say that I don't know my children?" Dygta turned his words around.

"No, that's not what I meant."

"I think it's good that Arkhan is like that. Because that means he's okay. Isn't she basically jolly and always excited despite the irritating talk? So what's the problem? As long as he doesn't do anything negative why should it be a problem for you?"

"I don't think of it as a problem, I just …."

"Worrying about him. But your worries are overrated."

"Excessively said?" Arfan frowned.

"Yes. What child today can be treated like me? They'll feel restrained even if we keep to their safety."

"And you want to say that I should just release him?" Arfan leaned his body.

"Not like that either."

"Want to?"

"At least don't always be suspicious of anything they do. Letting her do anything as long as it's positive I feel better."

Arfan speechless.

"Remember, someday our children will have a life of their own. They will decide without asking for our opinion, and live life without our help. So what's wrong with getting used to it from now on?"

"It's still a long time." Arfan twisting the eyeball.

"Who said? Arkhan and Ann are about 17 years old, and their age is enough for freedom. Aksa and Asha are past puberty. You think we have a lot of time?"

"It is precisely because of this that I apply the rules I make now to them."

"Yes but don't go too far like that."

"Your line? I am a father, and the safety of this family is my responsibility. So what's wrong if I anticipate everything from bad things to bad things to happen?"

"What bad things could happen? Then what is the function of your confidants that you are assigned to supervise children? Have they been reporting anything bad? Didn't you?"

Arfan was silent again.

"So, relax a little Papa. Let your men do their duty while we only rule from here." Dygta got up from his chair.

"It has. And it makes your son-in-law dare to give Arkhan a chance to ride a motorcycle." replied Arfan while serving his slightly cold coffee.

"What?"

"Why do you think our children's week are staying at Galang's place?"

"really?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"The plan is, if tomorrow they drive again I'll send the police to ticket Arkhan."

"Kok that?"

"For him to be deterred."

"Ish, you're outrageous!"

"I'm not outrageous." Arfan.

"Destroying the child's happiness what's his name if not outrageous? You want to see the moody Arkhan again? Or did he stop talking to you again? Is that what you want?"

"Not going to."

"Who said? I'm sure if Arkhan knows what you're doing, he'll stop talking to you forever. And he'll be suspicious."

"No way."

"Forgotten whose descendants are he? Try it if you dare!" threaten Dygta to her husband.

"But Arkhan has been a good boy all along. He obeyed everything we said. School well and do nothing. What is the problem with driving on weekends? He didn't bring a motorcycle to school like we banned."

"You're going to defend Arkhan?"

"Who else will defend my children but me? As long as I don't do anything wrong, I'll defend them. What do you want?"

"Duh?"

"I think Arkhan deserves to be rewarded for his good attitude all along. Like it or not, he deserves it. At least Arkhan's still following our rules." Dygta firmly made her husband shut up for a moment. This is the first time the man has not argued.

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