My Only One's

Daryl

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Galang is stunned when he enters Amara's nursery and finds Daryl inside. The man was very close to her who was still asleep, the effect of sleeping pills given after doctors stopped administering drugs to her today.

"Okay, Araku? You need to heal quickly, right? Because we miss you so much." The man spread his head beside Amara's head while stroking her unraveled hair.

"The shop is quiet, and Nania's been acting really shitty these days. He's set up a lot like his boss." he told the girl as if he could hear.

"You can recover quickly, I'm sure Araku must be strong" he said.

"All right, I think I should go. It's night, and your guards have come." Then Daryl raised his head when he realized that Galang was there.

"Okay Araku? I hope I can come back tomorrow. But no promise, right?" He also rose.

"This crafter of yours? You broke up with Clarra?" Daryl walked towards the direction near the door where Galang stood.

The man frowned.

"Der's? Want to go home now?" Sofia appeared after waiting for quite a while.

"Yes Mom."

"Yes, hurry up. Papi has gone down first." said the mother.

"Okay, but I'll take the car. Mama and Papi can go first."

"No, Mama wants to go home with you."

"What's? Why?"

"It's okay, just want to."

"Darren?"

"With Papi."

"Geez!" The man rolled his eyeballs.

"See, Mama wants to say goodbye first to Ara." The woman barged in and rushed towards the bed where Amara was lying.

"Ara, Mama Fia go home first huh? Come here again. I hope when Mama comes again you wake up. Yes baby?" The woman rubbed the top of Amara's head and then kissed her forehead gently.

"You stay here Lang?" Then he turned to Galang who was approaching.

"Yes, it looks like that, Mom." And the man answered.

"alright. Titip Ara is it?" said Sofia who was preparing to leave.

"Good Mom."

"Ara, Mama's home." Sofia whispered again.

"Mama use a titip-titip all the hell, Ara is already big?" The mother and son walked out of the room.

"Yes have to dong, to be well taken care of, Ara is sick." Sofia embraces her son's arm.

"I don't believe him." Their voices sounded away.

"Who asked you to believe it?"

"Nothing, just …."

"Don't mind other people's business."

"I'm not so."

"Eat him silence."

"Okay Mom."

"Are we going straight home?"

"Yes, if Mama comes with me, we go straight home."

"If your mother doesn't come with you?"

"I want to stop by Ara's shop."

"Why? Is Aranya here?" Then they stopped and Daryl was stunned.

"Yes too. Why would I go there?" His forehead squeaked.

"Ah already, let's go there?" Sofia pulled her son.

"Where?" Daryl walked after his mother.

"To Ara."

"You what?"

"Eat."

"But Papi …."

"Let's tell papi that we've reached the store."

"Papi will be angry with me."

"But Mom?"

"Hush still. Mama is going for a walk with you! Our mump is outside."

“No! We're going home, I don't want to get in trouble with Papi. It could be messed up if I took Mama out for nights like this.”

“Ah ... You?”

“If you want Mama just take Papi there tomorrow, or anytime.”

“But Mama wants you.”

“I don't want.”

“Why? Prestigious if you two walk with Mama?”

“Not prestige.”

“Keep why?”

“Just don't want to get in trouble because take people's wives for a walk.” The man laughed.

“Ah, you are basic!”

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Galang approached, then sat in a chair not far from Amara. Without getting bored he continued to stare at her face which looked more tapered than before.  He also grabbed his weakly rolled left hand in front of him, then shifted to get closer.

"You .. hear me not?" The bar began to speak. Just like he did every time he was in that room.

"Everybody misses you."

"I know you're conscious. It's just that I haven't really seen you open your eyes when I was around. I must be somewhere, or at work if that happens. So it's just your dad or someone else you see. I always come here."

"Pregnant?"

"Know no? Today I accompanied Dimitri to meet the Egyptians. We managed to negotiate and they immediately agreed to hold cooperation. Isn't that nice?"

He looked at Amara.

“I feel happy because it works well and they feel that what I describe is quite satisfying. That's good isn't it?” He drew his face closer.

“Ara?”

But the girl nodded.

“Alright, I will also rest. Call me when you wake up?” The man moved to the sofa behind his chair.

“I will be here until your Papa comes back tomorrow morning.” he said, then he laid down his body. 

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Daryl just breezed into a still-deserted shop. Time had already shown at ten in the morning but the place was still quiet. The employees were still relaxing because their tasks had been completed a while ago.

“Bapak is here again? Is it still morning?” As usual, Nania who served in front welcomed his arrival.

“What's really why? Can't?” replied the man who then sat on the chair located in the innermost corner of the tavern, as usual. And the area became his favorite place to observe the situation.

“Om Arfan is here yet?” Then he asked.

“Udah, just left. I give instructions also should how.” Nania answered.

“Good.”

“What do you want here? Mr Arfan has given you a task?” The girl asked again.

“You are getting longer and longer? It's up to me dong, it's Ara, it's still my family. Is there a ban?”

“That means ...”

“New you know, I met an officer like you? Have you been fussing again? Anything asked, anything so problem material.”

“I just asked Sir?”

“Your questions are salacious, and impolite.”

Nania looked to pucker her mouth.

“Where to work, I'm here to keep an eye on you guys working as long as Ara still hasn't recovered?” said Daryl who stopped Nania when the girl was about to leave.

“Masa? Mr. Arfan's people didn't say anything this morning.” He's back in front of Daryl.

“What does Om Arfan say?”

“Just leave a good cooperation store as long as Kak Ara is not around. And the lid doesn't have to be too late. There is no discussion about Mr. Daryl changing Kak Ara here.”

“Umm ...”

“Eh forgot, is it still his family, sister Ara huh? So, it's up to you.” The girl walked towards the pantry.

“Ish! Basic son SMP!” Daryl mutters.

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