Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

127. Mother Questions.

We continued our journey, the car again drove through the streets that had been dark and only forged dim light rays.

We were silent after the conversation. Honestly, this chest is still beating uncharacteristically. It just feels faster that moments of silence like this.

Suddenly I remembered Desi's words.

"I'm gonna ask you, Ga."

"Yes? Ask what?" Arga looked at her glance, the smile on her lips was very sweet.

"That's .. I heard Desi call you Mr Eka?" ask her. I looked at him to find answers.

Arga laughed again, one with the other scratching the tip of his nose.

"Yes. I'm Eka" replied the man.

"Couldn't you? Emm .. I mean, how can you be Eka, the owner of RC?" ask me in wonder.

"Well, did you forget?" asked Arga who made me frown. "My name is Eka Arga Rama, and Chandrayudha is a surname. So RC stands for Rama Chandrayudha, but many also do not know with that abbreviation," Arga continued. He then fell silent, turning his gaze from the streets towards me.

I also remember that name. Eka Arga Rama Chandrayudha's.

Oh gosh. I don't remember the name at all, exactly what I know is only Arga Chandra when we were in school.

Instantly Arga laughed as I fell silent and thought.

"You really forgot, Yu?" ask Arga again.

I woke up and laughed a little. "Yes, I forgot. Exactly I don't memorize your surname," I said embarrassedly.

From her small laugh, Arga laughed even louder. His left hand was stretched out like it was about to touch my head, but he seemed to have regained his senses. He hadn't touched his head yet, he had already pulled the hand back.

"Too long for you to remember, huh? I was also surprised, why Papa gave me a name that long with a family name plus," he said, shaking his head.

I can't answer anything. Still surprised by the new fact that my ex is the owner of RC where I worked all this time.

"But I've never seen you in the office."

"I rarely leave in the morning. Besides I have to take care of Gara in the morning, I also take care of the clothing store in the mall earlier and some other places as well" replied Gara.

Hearing that, I was silent at once. So great is he today. Not expecting a lazy young man whose hobby is brawling and also making trouble, today, is near me as an owner of a fairly large company in this city.

"Ga. I thought of something" I told him.

"What?"

"You're so great right now. Me ... is it worth it to be your companion?" ask her. Suddenly he felt inferior to her. He succeeded with a good achievement, while I was just an ordinary employee.

This car I feel is running more slowly, but there is no intention to stop like it.

"What do you mean? Are you thinking of giving up because of our different circumstances? In fact, we haven't tried it yet, Yu. I have no problem with anyone you," he replied in a dislike tone.

Back in thought what if I was with him who was different status level and also maybe the family who demanded descent from me.

"I've spoken to papa. Papa doesn't matter to anyone who will accompany me and if you mean about the child ... Papa knows, and Papa doesn't matter. There is a Gara in our family. If you want to take care of the baby, we can take a sibling or from the orphanage to take care of us like our own children" said the man. I stared at her until these tears almost fell.

There were some who said that to me, accepted me as I was, and had no problem with the foster child. But this time, my feelings were very different. Haru and happy to be one. It felt like there was no burden in my heart hearing that from Arga's mouth.

What does this mean? Will Arga be my halal partner again? Will our relationship be okay in the future?

"Or ... You don't want to be with me because of my status as a widower with one child?" asked Arga as I fell silent.

"Eh, no! That's not. I'm happy with Gara" I said quickly.

The car arrived in front of the house. Arga insisted on taking me to the front of the house. The Arga driver who was carrying my motorcycle had stopped in front of the fence probably earlier, sitting on a large rock while smoking.

"Yu, if you have trouble talking to Mom, let me help you. I as a man want to try hard to get you with my efforts as well" said Arga. I smiled and nodded my head.

"Yes, of course. I'll allow you to do that, but for now, I'll talk slowly to Mom" I said.

I got out of the car, and so did Arga. He looked at me before I started to step.

"Hopefully Mother will allow me to fight for her child" said this one child man sounded in a hopeful tone.

"Yes, hopefully, Ga. I'll go in first, yeah." Pamitku.

"Yes. I'll go home after you get into the house" Arga said. I can't argue with his words. Leaving Arga waiting for me there. My motor pushed in.

The car left after I got to the porch. Until the car disappeared from sight, I went inside. Mom was watching tv, showing the usual soap operas that she saw every night.

"Who's taking you home, Yu?" ask Mom when I just got near her.

This chest felt immediately pounding, if it was pounding because it was not because it was close to Arga, this time it was not because it was a little afraid to answer Mom's question.

"Who? You said you went with office friends?" ask Mom later.

"Y-yes, Mom. Last .... indeed Ayu went with a friend of the office," I said with stammering.

"Certainly? Who was it just now? Did you see you delivered a man? Office friends too?" ask Mom again.

"That's ... A-Arga, ma'am," I replied fearfully. I'm the lyrics of Mom looking at me sharply. I heard her breathing hard. I lowered my head, avoiding Mom's scary-looking gaze.

"You lied to Mom?" ask Mother. I was still standing with my hands clinging to each other, playing with my fingers, my palms sweating instantly.

Now I'm like a kind of kindergarten child who is in the custody of parents after making a mistake.

"Look, no lie, Mom. Yesterday Ayu came out with office friends, but ...."

"Then why are you Arga's?" Mom cut my words.