Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

132. Arga Help.

Mother was still silent in her place, not moving at all. The head that is splashed with bandages indicates that Mother's head could bleed.

"Why can you be outside? How could you be wretched like this?" I was between the crying. I shook the body of Mother who was still silent.

"Mother!" yell again. Worry struck, fear before Mom opened her eyes and saw me.

"Dye. Don't do it, Yu. The doctor said you need to rest" Arga said. She pulled both my shoulders away from Mom.

"Arga! You're not gonna be anything, are you?" ask this guy.

"Yes, the doctor said I had a little concussion and there was also a broken part in my hand. It indicates that you fell hard enough, but everything has been handled well by the doctor" replied the man.

I looked back at Mom, the oxygen hose and the infusion hose were attached to make me even more frightened. Only crying can I do without being able to do anything to help reduce your pain.

"It has. Don't cry anymore. Mom's gonna be okay. You're the calm one, aren't you?" Arga tried to calm me down. The soft words and strokes on my arm made this self a little drawn from fear.

For some reason this self was drawn towards him and I anchored this head on his shoulders, shedding all the weeping there. Sedu sedan cried with regret because I could not take good care of Mom. But I can't do anything. I am helpless now.

For a moment nothing happened, only my sobs sounded great for a moment. I don't know, nor am I aware of what's happening. Until the gentle swipe on the head made me flinch from the comfort that calmed.

I stayed away from Arga, feeling very guilty for doing something bad to her. She uses her shoulders to lean. Who her? Who me? I should have been aware of our situation.

The extreme fear of seeing the condition of my only parents helpless in the hospital bed made me very scared. Can't think of anything, until accidentally doing it earlier.

"are you calm?" ask Arga to me. I nodded and apologized to him for what I did.

"Haha, it's okay. Indeed, if in a sad atmosphere like this is best if there is someone who can be used as a backup for you.. If Diana was here, you would be leaning on her, right?" said Arga to me.

I became ashamed of myself and once again nodded in response to him

"Sit there, I'll be out for a while" Arga said.

"Where?" ask me to reflex by touching his hands until his footsteps stopped.

What the hell am I doing? Why should I hold her hand like this?

I fell silent, taking my hand off her.

"Sorry," I apologized. It doesn't feel bad in this heart. Come on, heart, what are you doing? Not a good time to feel anything else!

Arga smiled slightly.

"I'll be out for a while, I'll be back, all right," said the man, then he actually left this time without me holding him back. I don't know why, I've trusted him that he'll come back and won't leave me like he used to.

I sat down near Mom, looking into Mom's slightly moving eyes, twitching as if I were having a nightmare.

I waited a long time for the man to come back, not knowing how many times this view was diverted from Mom to the door.

"Sorry I'm old, Yu." Arga has entered this room, in his hand there is a paper bag. Arga's clothes were a little wet on his shoulders.

"This .. there's a shirt. I bought it for you to replace. Your clothes are wet" said the man, giving a paper bag to my hand.

"No need to bother, Ga. Actually, this shirt is almost dry" I told him. He looked at me with dislike.

"Replace! You want to get sick while you're waiting for your mom here?" ask Arga a little forcefully. There was anger in his voice.

"Calm down, if you don't want the shirt for free, I'll ask you for a financial part to cut a few percent of your salary next month" he said.

I was forced to accept a paper bag containing the shirt. It feels like this body is a little shivering, especially the AC in this room is quite cool. The suit that Arga gave just now was not enough to dispel the cold.

"Let's just change it. Let me take care of you when you get changed, ", he added.

I looked at my body in the bathroom mirror. The clothes and hijab that Arga bought look right on my body, not too loose, but also does not show the curves of the body. The color of the shirt and also the hijab is also the same. The sandals she bought were also very pretty at my feet.

The cold that I had felt was now changing with warm dry clothes, feeling hugging and providing comfort.

"Are you comfortable not in that shirt? If it's uncomfortable I ask people to buy new ones" Arga said as I exited the bathroom in the room.

So attentive Arga, when he was with Mas Hilman, he never wanted to buy clothes for me alone.

"No need, it's very convenient. Thank you" I told him.

"Together."

We were silent, sitting opposite each other, but our gazes were both lowered. I know, because sometimes I can't bear to glance at her, looking down at her finger twitching over her lap.

"I'm sorry about that. I told the driver to pick you up on a motorbike. My goal is not to get stuck in traffic, even you become rained. Are you in any pain?" ask Arga to me.

"I'll get a doctor for you" he added.

"No need, Ga." prevent me quickly. "no need. I'm doing fine. Thank you for being so good to me.

We went back to silence. Not long after I heard Mom's voice calling my name. I got up and approached Mom.

"Mom is conscious. Do you want a drink?" ask Mom, a glass of drinking water I close to Mom. Mom just silently stared straight ahead where Arga was.

"You ... Why is he here?" mother asked pointing with one hand shaking.