Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

166. Arga: I'm In the Wind!

The blush!!

Shame, I'm ashamed. I was sculpted by this little boy, unable to say anything, what else when the others suddenly cheered me.

Arga did not help or defend at all, even when I lyrics he just smiled and moved his eyebrows up and down. Duh, that guy.

"Already, already. Don't be noisy anymore, it's night. Yuk, help Aunt bring food here. Eating cangariung," said Bibi which means eating together. I immediately got up and went towards the kitchen, avoiding the gazes of some people who seemed to want to continue teasing us.

Ah, Gara, why do you have to talk like that? He knows who that is from? And again ... does he not know that ... I will not be able to give him a sister?

The shame I felt up ahead turned sad. In front of the dining table that was so much food was just a blank stare and a shadow of Gara's disappointment in the future due to my inability to give her a sister. How am I gonna talk about this with him? What if he's upset because I can't give him what he wants?

"Yes." Arga's voice rang out behind my back. She held my shoulder made me startle and wake up, wiping away the tears that had dripped down my cheek.

A few others noticed, but did not dare to approach us.

"You .. sorry for what Gara said earlier." Arga apologized, his tone sounded very sad.

"It's okay, really. It'sit's okay. No problem," I said, trying to hide my sadness.

"Is it okay if your face is red? I haven't been able to talk to Gara about this, sorry, yeah. Promise me next time I'll talk to Gara and make her understand" Arga said.

I just smiled, even though it felt so painful in my heart. Not because of Gara's words, he was just a child, but because I was disappointed with myself. Now my husband and his family don't care about children, but I don't think Gara would want that.

Once again I shook my head, and calmed down the unwell-looking Arga. "That's it, Ga. Because he was a child, it was natural that he did not know about this. Help me get this all inside!" my door to him. Arga approached and stroked my head that was hijab, his smile was able to make me smile too, but I did not deny if I was still sad with Gara's words earlier.

"Yes, let me help you" said Arga, and we both took the food to the middle of the house.

Eating together with family, even though this feeling in the heart is uncomfortable, but I have to keep smiling too, right? Eating while joking, if usually it never happened between me and Mom, but this time it was not excluded. There are many prayers and jokes that they say.

'Hopefully later because you can get a sister.'

'One boy, another girl. Fits tuh!'

And many more, I just agree, even though it feels .. I don't know. Seven years later I was married and there was no sign of life living in my womb, it felt ....

Astarghfirullah's.

I shouldn't have thought of anything bad.

"You're okay, aren't you Yu?" whispered Arga in the middle of the chatter of the parents who are still left among us, about our wedding party tomorrow of course. Some of them didn't know the cause of my divorce with Mas Hilman yesterday for not being able to have children, which they knew because of the two-year-old Hilman, that was all.

"It's okay" I replied in the same whisper.

"Alhamdulillah, I am full, Bi, Wak," Arga said, nodding kindly to Bibi and Uwak in front of us. "I want to go to the room, okay first, right? Ayu, if you are done quickly following yes, please kerokin back. It feels like I'm catching a cold" Arga said to me in a whisper, but still others could hear clearly so they smiled and cleared their throat and pretended to cough when Arga finished saying that and got up to leave. I looked down embarrassed, trying to focus on the food inside my plate.

"Come, hurry. Eat it not long. Husband is waiting, no." Uwak moved his hand, telling me to catch up with Arga. I was misbehaved by her look and smile.

"Yes, Wak. Later, settle this first." I didn't finish my meal, the gazes of many people made me want to leave here immediately. I took the dirty dishes used to eat Widi and Gara earlier, now the two children were outside playing fireworks.

"It has. Just leave it there. Later let Uwak and Bibi do this," said Uwak pulled the plate in my hand. "Sana, take care of Mr. Husband, do not let go, yes!" Goda Uwak again.

"Yes, let's go to the room. Later let Gara Bibi take care of it," said Bibi as she winked one eye at me.

I smiled, more and more embarrassed because the gaze of others was not also diverted from me. I hurriedly walked away from the people who were still busy with their dinner.

Mother did not come to dinner with us, tired because today's event made Mother's body look weak earlier and decided to sleep faster. I saw Mom's condition from the door slit, and I saw that she was sleeping very soundly.

I continued walking towards the room. Arga was already waiting there, sitting on the edge of the bed while playing his phone. Conscious of my presence, he smiled and kept his phone on a small table.

Shame on a room with a man. Things I've experienced with Mas Hilman before, but this time .. this chest is more pounding again.

I approached Arga, carrying the wind oil and eucalyptus that was always in the medicine box in the kitchen. Sitting beside him a little bit away.

"Where do you want to be scraped?" ask me with a clumsy tone.

Arga did not reply, he smiled as he moved closer.

Dugs. Dugs.

Not a sagging sound, not a bedug sound, but this heart sound that I can't control at all.

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