Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

203. Caught!

I froze when I heard the voice of my mother who had just turned on the kitchen light.

"Mom think you're still asleep" said the mother with a suspicious glance at us.

The shame isn't over, it feels like hiding. The Arga lyrics are behind me. His face was already red, it seemed like he was also embarrassed just like me.

"Yes, Mom is awake. Em, is Gara still sleeping?" ask Arga to mom.

"Gara hasn't woken up yet, last night asked Mom to tell you a story late at night. He said he knocked on your door but it wasn't opened" Mother said.

"Huh? When?" my many. Whatever quiet I am, if there is such a sound it will definitely wake up as well.

"Before eleven o'clock in the evening" replied the mother.

I'm trying to remember. Maybe when we are ... Oh my goodness. Embarrassed.

"But thankfully, because it's not fussy. Mother told me the story of the kingdom in the past," said Mother again.

"You two are done with the bath? I'm gonna get some water."

Hearing Mother's words just now I became even more embarrassed. From the sentence, didn't you already know that we were both in there?

"Already, Mom. Please if you want to use the bathroom," said Arga. She stepped aside to give way for mom to get into the bathroom.

After mom went in there I immediately ran myself into the room. Duh, it's so shameful to be found out. Last night I must have known with Gara who could not enter our room.

Arga went into the room. "Is there a holster? My pants are dirty" said the man.

"I'll find her in mom's room for a second" I told her and then walked out of the room to my mom's room. In there Gara still fell asleep very fast. I took the late Father's sarong from the closet, then woke Gara up. This time it was hard to wake up. Until I went back into the room.

"Have not woken up for another half hour" Mother told me.

"But Gara had to pray at dawn."

"You two are the first because the mother woke up," said Mother again.

I nodded and went out of the room back to my room. There the price was waiting, he was already wearing my oversized t-shirt. Ah, I forgot. I should've picked up dad's clothes for him to wear.

"I forgot my clothes were in my mother's room. I'll get it for a second."

"No need, Yu. This is enough too. What matters is clean, right? Already got the scabbard let's pray together. Where's Gara. Didn't you wake her up?" ask Arga.

"Overnight, because I slept late, I said I'd wake her up in half an hour and I'd pray with my mom."

Arga shook his head and put on a sarong and shook the prayer mat, while I took the mukena and the other prayer mats to prepare for prayer with Arga. Although this waist still hurts, but still I cannot leave my obligations.

Almost seven o'clock in the morning, we were preparing to return home. I washed the sheets from our game last night. Fortunately, there is a washing machine that can help, so it is not difficult for me to wash it. We had breakfast too. Mother forced us to have breakfast at home.

"Drug, Grandma. If Garrll ever get out of Garrlla's school again." The boy waved his hand at the mother. I returned Gara's hand. A little wry on his face. Of course because it will lose the togetherness with this brat. From last night I looked really happy to play with Gara.

"Yes, play here often" said Mom with a smile and still waving her hand.

Because I got in the car, while Arga and I were still saying goodbye to mom.

"Mom's fine here huh, if there's anything Ayu's phone." My love for him.

"You're healthy there, too, remember Mom's advice last night."

"Yes, Mom."

"Mom, I am also ready to go home. Wait for about two more days, I will bring someone to accompany Mom here. You are fine, take care of your health. For a while mother was with Yu Tarni first," Arga told the mother.

Mom nodded and patted Arga on the shoulder. "Thank you, I'm sorry you've been a hassle. Ayu Titip. Reprimand him if he does something wrong" said the mother. I'm a little upset, like I'm an unruly little kid.

"Yes, of course. I will take very good care of Ayu" Arga said with a smile and took Mom's hand for her to kiss the back of her hand.

"We say yes, Mom." Mother nodded once more and waved her hand. Arga and I walked to the car. It's hard to leave Mom alone in this house. If only Mom would come with us, of course I wouldn't worry. But I have to respect my mother's wishes.

"Be careful on the road!" mom said when we were in the car. Mother still waved her hand from the porch of the house, looking at us with a sad look.

"Yes, mom too!"

"Drug, Grandma!" exclaim from the back door. The boy pulled his body out of the back door and waved to the mother.

Arga's car turns on, and is driven at a slow speed as it exits the yard.

"It's a shame that Grandma can't come" said Gara.

"Cerrllita Grandma was great last night" he said again, raising both thumbs.

"Well, is it? Very good dong. Grandma told me about what?" Ask Arga to her son. I'm glad to tell you what I told you last night. In a very carefree and excited tone he explained whatever he heard.

Without feeling we have reached home. He got out of the car and as usual ran into the house. I, too, screamed ignored by him.

"Here you go, he's like that won't listen."

"I'm just afraid he's falling, Ga."

"It's okay if he falls. He's a boy, he has to learn from the pain" he said.

"Yes, but he is still a child, if the wound is of course crying," I told him.

We walked into the house, seen Gara running upstairs followed by her nanny.

"How to change clothes we go to school!" Shouted Arga to the boy.

"Yes!" Reply to shouting from upstairs.

"I also have to change clothes" Arga said as she picked up the clothes she was wearing.

I want to laugh because the clothes he wears are mine. Colored peach with Barbie's picture over there. It's funny that he wears it, while the pants are still the last night pants that he wears when he goes to mom's house.

"Let's help me change clothes" he said, holding my hand.

"Just change clothes, not anything else!" Show him a warning.

"Hehe, it won't. At most ask for an additional bonus," he said with a grimacing smile.