Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

135. Mother's Remembrance

I said thank you to Nira. He said goodbye and apologized for not being able to see Mom, had to go back to Oma's room.

Arga was very attentive to me. I salute his attitude, not changing even though I rejected him at that time and also with the treatment of Mother earlier.

"Mom, this is food from Arga. Mommy want?" ask me Mom. Two medium-sized crisp bags I keep on the nightstand. One contains fresh fruits and another bag contains food.

I took the fruits out of the plastic, moved them onto the plastic plates inside the crackle. The other plastic bags I took out as well, two food cribs either contained what, but from the aroma it made me tasteful and more hungry.

Rice and meat soup are in separate containers, smelled under the nose. Very fragrant, savory from the meat makes me taste very hungry, let alone rice that is still warm the taste will make the appetite becomes increased.

I smiled at what was in my hand. Arga is quite attentive by doing this, meat soup looks tantalizing in the bowl.

"Roof, huh?" ask me Mom. I sat next to the gurney and began to prepare to feed Mom. The rice is warm and the soup is just as warm, very fitting to enjoy without having to feel the heat, some white radish and carrots drowned in the gravy. Celery leaves swim on the surface of the broth.

"You just eat first, Yu. Mom's not hungry yet. You didn't eat breakfast this morning because of bad luck waking up," Mother refused to shift my hand from her front. This morning I had the bad luck to wake up because I take care of my writing until two at night.

"Later. Mother used to eat, after that Ayu will eat. I'm not calm if I don't eat. Or ... You don't want to eat because it's from Arga? Please, Mom. Don't reject her kindness." I asked Mom. I looked at his pale face.

"Then eat. Ayu was sure, Arga accepted Ayu's decision and she had no other intention with this. Simply because Ayu was his friend in the past," I told Mom. Convincing parents is quite difficult than convincing small children, where we are often considered rude or pretentious to teach the older ones.

I thrust food near Mom's mouth, Mother did not refuse to open her mouth and enjoy the food in the end.

"Thank you to Arga, Yu. Tell me you're grateful for her help and attention" Mom said after she finished eating. I smiled and nodded, instantly remembering if my phone battery ran out. I'm gonna squeeze the phone and get back near Mom.

"Would you like to eat fruit?" bargained. Mom shook her head.

"You just sleep."

I helped Mom lie down and covered her body.

Mom was quiet when I had lunch. The slightly spicy fried kwetiau menu became my lunch this time. Arga still remembers what I like. There are no mustard in this meal, but plenty of sausages and baso and shrimp in addition. I loved this food a long time ago.

I finished eating and I saw that Mom was asleep. Immediately approaching the direction of Hpku, the battery power is still not full, but enough to convey my thanks to him.

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Two days I didn't work, waiting for Mom in the hospital. Yesterday Yu Tarni came to the hospital and apologized for neglecting to look after Mom. I told him it was okay, because this was not his fault, but the fault of Mother who went out of the house without permission until later harmed.

During my time here, I was helped by Arga. He used to call me and send us food. I was also allowed to take three days off.

I told him I didn't need him to intervene to help me, but he insisted, because I was his employee. What would I do if he spoke like that?

Sometimes he comes into this room. Because that forced Arga to visit the real Mother. Yes already. I also cannot resist the wishes of that little boy who is so sincere. After all, with Gara coming here, I look happy. I can smile and laugh with the boy.

Today Mom's coming home, I'm preparing for Mom's homecoming alone. Yu Tarni and her family could not help because they had to go home last night. The emergency call required him to return to his village. One of his relatives is gone.

"Yu, Mom, are you ready?" Arga asked after just getting into the room. "I've already settled the admin fee. Can we go home now or later in the afternoon?" ask again.

Arga helped me take care of admin fees, of course if the cost was from me, but he helped manage it because I had to here fix the things Mom would take home. I don't want him to spend money and make me feel bad. Fortunately, Arga also did not reject the arena he respected my wishes.

"Thank you, Ga. You've helped us a lot" I said to her, while Mom just kept quiet, got off the gurney and I helped.

"Either. Where are the items to take home? Let me get you to the car" said the man again with a smile on his lips.

I pointed to the bed. Only one bag contains clothing and also an extra blanket from home. That's my blanket actually. I can't sleep without a blanket. I also brought hot water thermos from home, just in case you want to drink warm water and I also brew coffee at night, accompany me when I have to write overtime.

"This only?" asked Arga again, I nodded my head. Without speaking again, Arga immediately went outside and brought the bag and flask. Mom and I walked in Arga's footsteps, but we just walked slowly, because Mom's leg was scarred and still hurt.

"Please, Mom." The Arga driver invited me in. Mom glanced at me. I told Mom to go in there.

Arga is approaching us. He smiled at Mom and let her in politely. I finally want to go in there.

"Come, you also go in there," said Arga with the same smile as before. To be honest, I looked at this smile of his. Arga used to be very handsome, but the more days since I met him, the more he ....

Ah, it's ah. I can't think too much about him. Can't!

"Let's go in, let me close the door" he said.

I'm ashamed of myself. The thought of Arga making my face feel hot.

His car door closed quietly after making sure I was in and comfortable in my seat. The driver drove the vehicle at the right speed. Arga sat next to the driver. We went home with no one to talk at all.

I can only see Arga from behind. Only her hair I could see. He seemed to be sitting uncomfortably, I occasionally saw that if he looked down, he heard a few notifications from his phone several times.

"It's straight home, Mom?" The driver speaks to drive away the silence in here.

"Yes, just go home" replied Mom.

"Good, Mom." The driver answered.

"Sir Arga. Earlier Mas Gara said he wanted to come to the hospital to visit his mother Mbak Ayu. Wouldn't Mas Gara cry if left like that, huh?" ask the driver to Arga. The man whose age was above us glanced at Arga.

"Eh, that's .. intentionally. Later if Gara can also make a move, do not want to go home. It's even troublesome" said Arga.

"Haha. Because it's unique." The driver laughed crisply. "I just this time, see Mas Gara want to be close to others. Receding again. Usually it's because it doesn't want to be the other. Especially until it continues every day," said the man again.

"Yes. Don't know him either. Tumben," answered briefly.

I just quietly heard the conversation ahead, inwardly pleased with the reality. It turns out that Gara is not ordinary with me.

About an hour into the trip, we got home. Arga came back to help us, brought things with his driver while I helped Mom into the house.

The two men followed after.

"Yes, I want to talk."

I sat on the bed next to Mom, waiting for Mom to talk.

"You .. if Arga really wants to be serious and has changed ... I agree."

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All Assalamualaikum, the readers Ayu et al. Sorry Othor how many days did not update. It's real life, my dear. Help at the wedding. Cook and make cake 🤧.

Happy fasting for those who run 🙏. Although not yet Eid, Othor would like to apologize born and inner ya. Forgive for mistakes and mistakes. May his fasting be waged.

Remember to maintain health and also maintain a diet during the fasting month, the weather is also erratic. 🙏