My Only One's

It's Not Okay

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“You want to eat?” Clarra approached to the place where Galang was. 

They only had time together after everyone left, including Galang's parents who came out to take care of something.

“No.” replied the man.

“You haven't eaten since morning?” Clarra sat on the edge of the bed.

“Iya, but I'm not hungry yet.”

“Come on, let you quickly recover and tomorrow allowed home.” The woman picked up a container containing food that the nurse had delivered just moments before.

“Nanti Cla.” reject Galang.

“You are wayward.” said Clarra who made the man chuckle.

“Indeed.”

“Bandel but lose time hit?”

“Hey, I don't know if he's going to hit me huh? If I knew, I avoided. Especially when the car nudged me, yes fell. Anyone who works like that loses. I didn't get up to fight?”

“Why don't you think you're in danger after your car's tires were shot?”

“I thought so, but didn't you think it would happen like this? I didn't know it was going to be big.”

Clarra was silent for a while.

“I also do not know that my mama is that dangerous, embarrassed to remember what Mr. Arfan or Om Satria.” said

“Don't get too thought out, didn't Mr Satria say that this has nothing to do? She's your mom, but you're different from her."

“Ya, but still Lang.”

“Now all I think about is how to stop them, I'm afraid there will be a lot of people dragged. To me he did this especially to others?” clarra said again.

“I think that bringing you to face him will make him understand your situation, but in fact I was wrong huh?” Galang.

“Hu’um, we are wrong. Turns out Mama can not be invited to compromise about it.”

“Then what if Bu Larra is caught and they process it legally?”

“Once, I think mama will definitely go berserk and get more and more unaccepted with her presence.”

“It's not him I'm worried about, but you're Cla.”

“I?” Clarra pointed to her own face.

“Yes, how will you get more depressed about it.”

The woman fell silent again and thought.

“Suffering yes?”

The mastermind just looked at him.

“But that's the reality. I think something has to be done to stop Mom. When my complaints alone he doesn't care, let alone the warnings of others. The only way is to act hard. Letting the law speak seems better than Om Satria acting, especially if Mr. Arfan intervenes, I can not imagine what will happen.” Clarra shuddered in horror.

“Hmm ..”

Then they both fell silent.

“That night you were out of nowhere? How did Ara's employees find you on the road?” Then Clarra remembered the testimony that Andra had spoken. 

“Officers Ara?”

“Yes, what's the name I forgot? Pi ... Piere atu who is it?”

“Hmm ... Piere?’

“Yes, looks like Piere. He who contacted Mr. Arfan, continued Mr. Arfan who contacted Mr. Andra.”

Galang frowned.

What is their relationship? his inner.

“You're out of place Ara?” Clarra asked again, leaving Galang stunned by it.

The man looked at his face fixedly, guessing what Clarra was thinking right now. Especially if he told the truth that he had indeed met Amara before the beating occurred.

“Iya.” And the answer came out of his mouth.

Clarra's stunned.

"You said you wanted to go home? But it's actually …."

"I turned around, and went back there." Galang bit his lips hard, recalling what happened that night. Before Amara finally kicked him out and told him that she hated him.

"Oh, .. continues?" Clarra guessed what happened between them, but a moment later she shook her head to shake off the bad thoughts that had just crossed her mind.

"Why do you say you want to go straight home? If you want to go to Ara's place, be honest."

"Huh?" Galang frowned, not believing the reaction of the woman in front of him.

"You almost made me suspicious." Clarra chuckles. "Other times if you want to see Ara just say it, I didn't get her wrong."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. But by the way I like that you're telling the truth like this. Says you went where and met who." The woman leaned slightly, but instead made Galang's forehead increasingly wrinkled deep.

"Why?"

"I thought you'd be mad to know I was at Ara's shop?"

"Why should I be angry? What are you doing there?"

Galang gulped his saliva with great difficulty.

Wouldn't you be upset if you knew what I was doing that night?

The man's lips twitched faintly.

"No matter, haven't you guys broken up long ago? And you chose to be with me?"

Aw, Clarra! How beautiful you are.

"I don't want to think about anything, my depression has made me dizzy, what else if I have to add to the problem. Imagine how I'd do."

Galang pursed his lips tightly.

"So next time if you want to go to Ara's place, just say it. At least I know where you are."

"Hmm .. Maybe after today I won't be there anymore" Galang said later.

"Why?"

The man was silent for a moment.

"It shouldn't be like that, right? There are things that I should limit so that it won't cause trouble later."

Clarra looked at him with her forehead slightly bearded.

"Hhhh …." Galang leaned his back on the back of the chair.

"Why do I feel like there's a serious problem here?" Clarra chuckles.

"Are we not facing a serious problem? Bu Larra's business and plans are unclear. Plus this threat, the fear is spreading to people other than us."

"Indeed."

"So you better not think about it, right?"

"You're right." Clarra nodded her head.

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Amara stopped in the fifth-floor hallway, looked to the right and left looking for the room mentioned by Andra after she called and forced the man to tell Galang whereabouts. Plus the description from the nurse after she asked.

And here he was after passing through several rooms, standing before the door of a room where the man was.

Amara took a deep breath to fill her lungs with as much oxygen as she could. Before he finally drew his hand closer to knock on the door.

But he caught another scene while looking through the small glass at the door, where two lovebirds were busy chatting.

Galang who was sitting half-lying on the bed, and Clarra who was sitting on the bed not far from him. It seems they are talking. Even more than that, the two seemed so familiar. The smiles and laughter that come from both.

Of course, they were dating. It's natural that they are, right? Even if it was more, then there was no problem with it? Why should I care too? His inner.

And Amara soon realized her presence there would interfere with the moment. Making him immediately retreat while lowering his hand that was about to knock on the door. Then he twisted the body and intended to leave.

“Ara?” Without realizing it Mayang was behind with her husband.

“Mother?” Reflexively, he slid towards the couple. Grabbing their hands in turn to greet her, then hugging Mayang.

“You're here?” said the middle-aged woman after Amara let go of her embrace.

Amara nodded her head.

“When to go home from Paris?” The woman pretended not to know.

“Long time.”

“Mother new knows.”

The girl smiled awkwardly.

“What's up here?” Mayang investigated, although he knew that the girl's presence around here was likely to know the state of his son.

“So I met Kak Rania below .. I heard that Kak Galang ..”

“Have I met Galang?” Mayang asked.

“Umm ... not yet.” Amara answered.

“Lho?”

“Mmm ... I have to go back under Bu.” Amara almost said goodbye.

“Why? I thought you wanted to visit Galang?”

“Ngak be Ma'am, like Kak Galang again rest. I saw earlier ...” Amara hung her words.

“You've seen Galang but haven't met?”

“Eee .. yes, that's what it means.”

“Yes already, why not enter? Inside is Clarra.” Mayang pulled the girl towards her son's nursery.

“Mmmm .. don't need Mom, next time I have business.” reject Amara.

“What solution?” They stopped the step.

“I have a job under Mom, I think I should go back?” Amara tried to avoid.

“What work?”

“The children's way?”

“Iya Bu.”

“So?”

Amara nodded her head again.

“Then I said to Bu?” The girl decided to leave, and Mayang was unable to force her to come in.

They just stared at him until Amara moved away and turned into the previous hallway.

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"Where's my mom from?" He reacted when his parents entered.

"From below. Take a walk."

"A hospital walk?"

"It's saturated."

"I told you to go home to the apartment, just call someone to drop off."

"Oh, especially in the apartment. Lonely and far away to everywhere." Arif.

"The good, want to sleep stay asleep nothing will disturb."

"Males is." The mother replied.

"Tomorrow I'll go home, Mom. Is this afternoon Cla?"

"Most tomorrow, it's Sunday. Usually the doctor won't give you permission to go home."

"Ah, I'm bored here all the time."

"Who likes to stay in the hospital? Which there is saturated. Hence below there is a special event for children so that they can still be happy even though they are being treated."

"That's the consolation?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"No entertainment for adult patients?" Galang.

"Where is there? Adults should be able to create their own entertainment, unlike children."

"Hm …."

"Oh yes, mother forgetfulness. There was Ara in front." Mayang just remembered.

"Pregnant?" Clarra and Galang looked at each other.

"Yes, right at the door. I thought he'd come in here, not yet?" it was his light that made the two people in front of him go silent for an instant.

"Why don't you bring it in?"  Clarra then asked.

"He doesn't want to. I asked her why did Ara not come in? Answer because Galang is resting."

"No ah, we talked from now on. Isn't that Lang?" 

The man nodded.

"Well, why did he say that?"

"don't know. Yes, if I knew he was coming, I told him to come in." replied Clarra.

"Hmm .. maybe she's embarrassed." Arif interrupted the conversation.

"Then why?"

"No idea, it could be because of anything. His name is also ex."

"Shame, yesterday did Galang just meet him at his shop?" Clarra laughed a little.

"What?"

"Mom don't know yes, even if they are ex but still friends you know." continued the woman who made both parents look at each other.

"Rigid again. Nice right?"

Then Galang glanced at his parents.

"Ehm …." Galang cleared his throat just to relieve him.

"Oh yeah, Dad and Mom were down, right? Not to the show?" Clarra diverted the conversation.

"Ah, this is too. Yes, I was there, just met the event so in the hospital. But it is usually forbidden to be noisy in the hospital?"

"There is a regular event like that every few months." Clarra suddenly thought of her best friend, Nisa. He often held similar events during his lifetime, and often participated. And that's what got them close to Doctor Shahril at first.

"Good too?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"And it turns out, the one who held the food stand was Ara." Mayang again said, and once again made Galang speechless for a while.

"Toky mom knows?"

"Barusan Ara himself said. That's why he hastily left. I asked you to come in."

Clarra recalled the conversation between herself, Galang and also Amara who met with Doctor Syahril the other day in the tavern.

Maybe this means what?

"When did you meet Ara?" Clarra asked again.

"Must."

"Ahead?"

"Yes, at the door."

Clarra's stunned.

"Why didn't he come in?"

"And I told you she was in a hurry because she was on stand."

"Then I'm going downstairs." Clarra got off the edge of the bed.

"You what?" Now it is Galang who reacts.

"You'll see Ara."

"For what?"

Clarra looked at the man's face for a moment.

"You just meet. When you do that you can meet Ara, and I can't?" The woman moved.

"But Cla?"

"anyway soon? My mom left first." she said, and she immediately went out leaving her parents and children in there.

"Haha." Mayang moved his index finger to Galang.

"Mother why?"

"What sins do you have with Clarra?"

"sin?"

"Your face changes every time you talk about Ara, what else just now."

Turned away his face.

"Don't tell me you've done something?" The mother said.

"What the hell, mother!"

"This mother gave birth to you, took care of you this big, and you want to try lying to me? think again!" Mayang approaching.

"Ah, you ngawur! Take it with you again?"

"Cklck!" Mayang shook his head. "Don't you think your son would be such a coward? This is the result you work at Nikolai Group?"

"What? I'm not connecting."

"Work here makes you laugh and feel very powerful huh? So dare to play two women like this?"

"Mother's wrong!"

"That's proof? Before the accident it turns out you met Ara first, when you said the same Clarra wanted to go home immediately? You know why someone hit you."

"Mom knows why? That's Clarra's mother's man."

"Alright, who knows this too because you did something bad!"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Listen yes, even if you are appointed director, for mother there is no influence. If the department makes you do arbitrarily like gini, you better work in Angga's workshop."

"Why did it go anywhere?"

"Huh gurgling mother if you see the current you, want me to shake your head."

"Mom doesn't know what I'm going through."

"Guerti, I understand. You have power syndrome. Feel like you can do a lot of things like this." Mayang with his anxiety.

"Ah, I wouldn't understand if I explained too."

"Whatever! I'm disappointed in you!"

"Who, how disappointed?"

"I'm disappointed because my mother's son is like this."

He rolled his eyeballs.

Clarra was stunned at the door as she almost went back inside to pick up her phone. After accidentally listening to a conversation between her lover and her mother. And very clearly, if it makes him think about something.

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ow hell? what other drama is this? huh, no twist! long-winded, the groove is slow, stale, predictable! monotonous, boring!

don't read anymore! is that a bother?🙄🙄

jan forgot, stop by y o u t u b e to read Anne's story in Dear Husband, for those who like it. if you don't like it do not, later vomit 🤣🤣🤣