Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

108. Inquired

My mother and I were still wondering about the two items, but didn't dare to take action either. Until when more and more days there are just goods delivered by several different couriers every day. A woman's needs are the things she sent me, I don't know what this means and what I don't know. I'm afraid this is a given item because there's a certain intent. Em, yes .. of course. I think who would send something like this without a specific intent, right?

Today, I came back from looking for a job. It turns out that the company that I just visited did not receive any more employees. It was filled yesterday. I was not lucky enough to get that job.

The road was not as crowded as this morning when I left for work, so I could drive this vehicle a little quickly to get home. Not getting a job, I have to go home and reopen my stall.

When I got home, I saw something strange. Some colorful flower baskets neatly lined up on the front porch and side of the house. Red, white, pink rose colors that I could see clearly after entering the courtyard.

"Mom!" call me. The helmet I just took off I kept on the rearview mirror.

I rushed into the house and found Mom in the kitchen.

"Mom, who is that from?" ask me Mom. I looked up and was surprised to see me.

"Home home? Don't know who it is from. There was a courier from the flower shop who delivered it here," said Mother. I'll go ahead again soon. I look one by one in a flower basket who knows if there's a store or a card, or something. However, of all the flower baskets I counted over ten, not a single sign showed a single clue.

"Mom, did you know the name of the store in his car? Maybe send by car shop if this much?" I half yelled at Mom and kept looking for something that might be in there.

"Mom don't know," she shouted from inside the house.

I was silent when I found nothing else in there. I just ignore all that. Back into the house.

Who from yesterday sent me goods and flowers?"

I was curious, the name of Doctor Wira became my purpose to ask.

"No. I did not send the goods and flowers that Mbak Ayu meant, where dare I," said the voice across there.

"I'd rather give it directly to Ayu than give it through someone else's hands" he explained. I was silent hearing his words.

"About who, huh?" muttered.

"Did anyone bother Mba Ayu?" ask the Doctor again.

"I don't know, Doctor. Yesterday someone sent me stuff. Clothes, shoes and so on, today he sent flowers, there is no sender's name. I was just confused and a little scared" I complained.

"But Ayu is okay, right? There's no suspicious person near Ma'am Ayu?" the doctor sounded worried.

"If it's near here it doesn't feel like anything, but I'm just confused" I replied.

"Do I need to go to Ayu's house?" he said he sounded worried.

"Eh, no need. No need, Doctor. I called just to ask" I said. Duh, even so to worry others.

"I just want to ask the doctor about this" I said.

"Then, if there is anything please Ma'am Ayu contact me. Don't worry" he said.

"Thank you, Doctor."

I'm closing the call with the Wira Doctor. One more number I want to ask you about. I don't know, but I doubt if he sent it. Wh-wh-what for? I'm not a special person in his eyes anymore.

"Yes, what's up, Yu?" This voice I haven't heard since that night when I spoke on the phone.

"Hello? Ayy? What's up?" ask Arga again. I gasped because I just kept quiet.

"Eh, sorry. I'm bothering you?" my many.

"No, I'm being free. What was? Tumben phone?" ask again.

"Ec .. anu. I'm gonna ask you something." I was silent for a moment. If he had sent me I wouldn't be ashamed, but if not ... What would it be?

"Ask what? The gara? I was out of town. Because they don't come" he said again.

"Eh, no. Not Gara," I said.

"Certainly? Not looking for Gara, looking for me? Is kangen?" it's in the distance. Oh my goodness, this chest is beating hearing his last words.

"No! I'm not that!" pissed me.

"I just want to ask. I'm confused actually. This ... Someone sent me some stuff and flowers to the house. I'd like to ask, is that from you? I'm sorry if I might accuse you, but I'm confused as to where all that stuff is coming from" I said at last. This chest beats very fast. Afraid that she thought I was Ge'er to her.

"No, I didn't send anything to your house." His voice sounded colder than before.

"Maybe it's from someone else. I wouldn't dare to send things or flowers, because I know you wouldn't like to receive things like that" he said.

I was silent hearing it. Apparently he still remembers that. Arga is a loyal person, maybe because his parents are people, he is free to spend money. I don't like it when he buys me stuff, not used to it.

"Oh, yeah. You remember" I said slowly.

"Yes, I remember that. Why why anyway? Has anyone else sent you a lot of stuff?" ask Arga again.

"hem, yes. I don't know who sent it, but from yesterday it just kept coming" I explained. Arga's voice was no longer heard, but his breathing sounded a little harsh.

"Then I'm sorry I disturbed you" I said.

"I hung up, yeah." I said again.

"Yes. Yu, take good care of yourself. If you have anything, you can call me, I'll help you" said the voice across. I smiled as I held onto my chest that was pounding hard due to his attention.

"Yes, I'll be careful. Thank you very much. I hung up on him."

"Yes" he said before I turned off the phone.

I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the phone in my hand. The screen was dead, but I didn't take my eyes off it. Arga and Doctor Wira. Two men who have been in my life. Arga as an ex-boyfriend, and Doctor Wira as the one who wished me.

This heart ripples when it hears Arga's voice, but we have nothing to do, besides I don't like Arga, the widower also showed no signs like Doctor Wira did to me. Ah, what am I thinking? I'm too 'Geer'. Maybe Arga already has another candidate for Ibu Gara. Why do I feel like hoping that he will ....

Don't expect what's uncertain, Yu. It's obvious that Doctor Wira has shown her attitude towards you. You should pay more attention to him than a man who doesn't necessarily notice you!