Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

236. Requesting Consent

Arga is now cleaning her body while I return with my work. Just a moment until Arga finished his bath. Actually, I wasn't done either, any minute.

The nightgown I put up on the bed, I was done with my job right when Arga came out of the bathroom. Her footsteps were regular, the smell of soap emanated from her body, the distinctive fragrance of the soap she was wearing.

Arga had been wearing her clothes, I asked her if she had eaten dinner or not and she replied already.

"Have you eaten?" I was full of suspicion. Busy people remember to eat.

"It has. I ate that."

"Not lying?" ask me again.

"No. How can you not believe?" askalanya.

"Yes, you lied. Busy people don't seem to remember eating" I said.

Arga laughed a little. "Already, Honey. Swear. I had already eaten," he said, raising two fingers beside his face.

"Really?" I don't believe it easily.

"Yes, uh. You don't believe it anyway? Look, my stomach's still in it!" my hand he took to the stomach. "Stomachy, right?" ask again.

That boxed stomach I could call fat, not at all.

"Yes, if you say you've eaten. Just don't lie. I don't want you to get sick, Pa."

"Haha. I've eaten, honey. Where could I not have eaten. I'm hungry too" he said, pulling me into his arms.

"Sleep, yuk. It's already night."

We lay down side by side.

"Pa, I was on the phone. I want to have a scouting event, can't I?" I asked while lying with my head on his arm.

"What's that regent?" asked Arga, her big hands did not stop wiping my hair.

"Fourth month's ceremony of pregnant women. The goal is to pray for the mother and the baby" I explained.

"Oh."

"You don't know of an event like that?" many confused. He shook his head.

"Don't know."

"Don't know. I lived a long way from Haifa's pregnancy of three months to six months. All I know is that it's a seven-monthly event" he said without opening his eyes.

"Oh, why are you so far away?" I started kepo.

"Job order. No, don't talk about the past anymore. It will be sensitive to talk about the past. Sleep, yuk," he said. I held him tighter and tighter.

"I'm just curious."

"I don't know, honey. As long as I don't have her mother Gara living with her parents. After all, our communication is not as good as we are today. Maybe he's the one who calls or texts, but I'm ...." He was silent for a moment, opening his eyes. His breathing sounded very rude. I thought if there was regret in her breath.

"Honey. Sometimes we go to Gara's mother's grave, yeah." I'm requesting. Arga looked at my eyes, his breath softly hitting this nose. He then smiled and nodded his head.

"OKAY. Whatever you ask, as long as after that do not let you feel sensitive or angry is not clear. Remember, you are pregnant again" she reminded.

"Yes, Honey. It's nothing, but I just don't want Gara to forget about her mother. There are no photos of Haifa. Is it in the barn? Or somewhere else? Tomorrow I want to put the photo in his room if there is one" I said.

Now Arga was silent, slightly changing his facial water.

"Do you disagree?" I asked quietly when he did not answer, a little wary in case I offended him.

"No, anyway. You may. What you said is true. Only, all this time I never put on a photo of Haifa because I can not stand it, first because always asked about her mother. So everything related to Haifa I keep in the warehouse" he said.

"I'm sorry you might not agree with this. But, I think I'm a little scared that Gara forgot about her own mother. At least he knows Haifa's face. I as a mother, even though my son was not born yet but had thought, if I did not survive like Haifa of course I would be sad too if my son did not know his mother ...."

"Hey, how are you talking?" Arga cut my words. "I don't like that you're such a pessimist. Although we do not know in the future how, but I do not want you to talk like that. The word is do'a. Don't you just say it, Yu! I don't like it!" he said in a stern tone, his eyes staring intently at dislike.

"It's just like that, Pa. I'm ...."

"I can't do it either! Whatever happens in the future, our speech should be good from now on. Don't make it up and don't guess! Want to think you are sensitive also can not talk like that. I don't like it!" emphatically. I smiled and nodded to ease her anger.

"Yes, I was wrong. Pardon me! I won't talk like that anymore." The body that was still fragrant with soap I hugged it tightly. The smell of his skin I breathed deeply.

"But I can, right, put a picture of Haifa in Gara's room?" ask me for permission.

"Come, as long as you're not sensitive if you look at Haifa. Take good care of your mood. Do not let you have bad thoughts or jealousy because remember I was with another. I say the same to you from now on and also ever from before. I'm much better and much more considerate of you than of Haifa. So ...."

"Yes, I understand. I won't remember about that. All I will remember from you and Haifa, I have a very sweet boy. Guys!" reveal me with a smile. Arga was smiling and hugging tighter.

"Well, just like that. My wife I love the most!"

"Yeah, yuk's asleep. From now on, keep talking when he sleeps. I'm sleepy!" said it. I happily hugged her and closed my eyes, although it did not feel sleepy but the gentle rubbing of her hands on my head was able to make these eyes closed in the end.