Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

145. Talk About Mother

"Don't!"

"Then you're the one I fired!"

What's?!

Arga spoke in a very thin tone. I looked at him not understanding, a little angry as well. It's only too bad if I get fired by him. He was indeed the boss, but couldn't quite fire me all of a sudden without mistakes. I'm not wrong in this. If I get fired, where will I get my income? Tega!

"Why should I be the one you fired?" I don't lose ketus. Upset, resentful, angry, because I don't feel guilty.

Just be careful if you really fire me, Ga!

"Yes, lah. Sooner or later you'll be fired and I'll move you here." Show Arga to his chest. "To my heart" he said with a big smile.

I who originally wanted to be angry now could no longer, as if my anger was overflowing out of nowhere like cigarette smoke disappearing in the wind.

I turned my face the other way. Do not want to be more embarrassed because he had been stealing glances at me in the middle of a car that was traveling at medium speed.

"Why silence?" ask Arga.

I did not answer, the more I turned my body back to him. I heard laughter from behind me.

"You are so funny. If I wasn't driving, I'd pinch your red cheeks" he said with a small, light-sounding laugh.

Ahhhh ... I'm just going down!

I sat down uneasily, moving uncomfortably. One hand holds the chest that continues to pound. This chest pain, tightness. Am I getting older? It's all been so easy lately. Doctor help!

"Hey, turn around here, dong. I can't see your face" said Arga. He poked my arm. I was still unmoved, suddenly wanting the streets to be short and soon to be home.

Cars continue to run through the hustle of the city, but it is still conducive and does not cause traffic jams like other big cities.

"Yu, I'm sorry, yeah. I can't take Papa home yet. Papa's condition is not good, suddenly drop and enter the hospital. If I take the other relatives to ask you to Mom, isn't it unethical as well?" said Arga, now the carefree tone had turned into a wistful one.

I caught the sadness of that tone of voice. He turned around to see how he was. Arga smiled slightly, but this time without a sound like that. A sad and disappointed look there. How not, when I found out I gave her blessing Arga was very happy and said to quickly bring her father home. Mana knew that the father was very ill and was hospitalized. High blood suffered and work affairs make the grandfather of Gara become crumpled and down.

"It's okay. The most important thing right now is your health" I said.

Arga turned, looking at the look of his face that did not like. "Not Mister, but soon it will be your Papa too, Yu. Don't say it like that again. I don't like. Call him Papa too!" said firmly.

I grimaced, not knowing what to call Father Arga. We're not officially married yet, afraid that Arga's father doesn't like me calling him that.

"Yes, fine!" pasrah.

"I explained it to you as well. I understand, really. Just focus on Tu-Papa's health, "my err before I get another reprimand. It's sad, because all that's planned is just a plan. We don't know what will happen in the future.

Arga looked at me and smiled. "Thank you, yeah. I feel guilty, yesterday I said I wanted to quickly bring Papa to your house, but in fact Papa was hospitalized," Arga said sadly.

"Sorry, yeah."

"It's okay. I don't have a problem, though." I smiled trying to show him if I didn't have a problem with it. Sooner or later we'll be together.

"When is the day off, you want to see Papa at the hospital?" ask Arga. I was shocked, reflexes turned towards him. Didn't know he was gonna take me to the hospital to see Papa. Duh, I feel .. must be ready, this.

"If you don't mind of course," he added.

"Yes, I don't mind. It's just ... I deg-degan," I told him.

Arga laughed a little. "Cieee who wants to meet the camer" he said in a teasing tone. I'm being embarrassed. Duh, this Arga! Didn't expect that he could be ignorant either.

"Ga. I want to talk to you. Maybe it's a request too."

"What?" Arga turned the car to the right, from here it is certain that the road to my house is not far away.

"I know it's not an easy request for you. I'm sorry if I make this one request." I was pounding even though I had not said anything.

"What request" he asked softly.

"Mothers. When I get married, I'm a little worried about leaving Mom alone. Em .. anu ...." I glanced at him fearfully, cold sweat pouring down my forehead at this moment. My chest is also still pounding faster. The hand on my lap tightly grasped the clothes I was wearing. What if Arga doesn't agree?

"You want to take Mom to live with us?" asked Arga, there was no tone of shock and anger there.

I'm looking down deeper. I'm not his wife yet, but I've made such a request. I'm just worried about Mom's situation.

"Of course, why not? We'll take care of Mom together" he said. He took my hand and stroked it slowly.

I looked at Arga in disbelief, if from yesterday I thought Arga would object because of my request, but now he agreed. I think some men don't want their parents-in-law to interfere in their home life.

"Do you mind?" ask again. He smiled, shaking his head.

"Just like you. I have a mom who lives with us now. Growing one single parent is certainly not a difficult thing. Even good, Mama will have friends," said Arga again.

To be honest, I was moved to hear her words just now. "Thank you." My voice was stuck in my throat. The heartbeats that had been so long ago have now subsided, changing with happiness.