Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

255. Behind the Story of Hilman

"Thank you, but you don't have to do this for me" said Mas Hilman now, throwing his face the other way, the handkerchief I gave him back. The two men now walked away from us without looking at us.

"What did you say, Mom? We cannot simply be silent when we see others in distress. What else do we know of you," I said with a protest. Didn't like her words just now.

"But yeah you'll get in trouble with me. You're not wrong at all."

"You're not wrong either. Is that money you didn't borrow?" ask him. He just lowered his head avoiding the gazes of the two of us.

"Yes. The money was borrowed by Mas Dirga. And that man you now have no news at all to leave a lot of debt," he said sounding sad and also furious in the tone of his speech just now.

I am getting excited to see it. I don't know what's going on in his life right now, but honestly this heart hurts. It's not that I still have a taste for him, just think of him as my friend now.

"I'll help you solve this debt."

"No need, Arga. Let this be my own business" he said stubbornly.

"I already gave my card to him. What if he comes to my office and charges me money? If I don't give it to him won't I get beat up too?" said Arga staring lazily at Mas Hilman.

"I doubt I won't be able to pay it to you guys."

"Then will you be able to pay them?" ask Arga. Mas Hilman did not answer Arga's question. I guess it would be hard for him to do given what his current job is like.

"No. I won't be able to pay them either."

Arga sighed a little harshly, he clucked resentfully at this man. "Follow with us to the hospital. Your wounds must be treated immediately." Arga is now starting to walk away from us.

"No need, I will treat it myself," said Mas Hilman again made Arga stop his steps.

"Just don't refuse!" arga said again and completely left us.

Mas Hilman looked at Arga who was now approaching towards the car.

"Please come with us, even though Arga is cold as you but he's considerate. Please don't reject her kindness, "I now ask Mas Hilman. There was a rough sigh coming from under the nose of this man.

"You got a forced husband apparently," he said, chuckling.

"Yes, the husband of the forcible. But he's better than my old husband. Always say the word love, but never force me to love it."

Mas Hilman chuckled, he stared at me and returned to give me my handkerchief that had been stained with blood.

"You take it, my husband won't like it if what others have used comes back to me" I told him.

"Am I like that first, Yu?" ask Mas Hilman to me. We walked closer to where Arga was waiting for us.

"What-like?" my many.

"I'm not a good husband?"

"You're good, Mas. But I'm sorry, compared to my husband who you're now used to" I said honestly. I didn't think he was laughing anymore.

"Okay, thank you. Then later if I have another wife I will be better with her" he said. There was no angry tone there, there was a smile on his lips that was beginning to swell.

Arga was waiting for us near his car he reached out asking for the key from me.

We went to the hospital with Mas Hilman together because he was in the back.

"Om, what was it?" taya Gara with her innocence. I glanced back, afraid that Mas Hilman would answer carelessly.

"So why?" asked Mas Hilman, sounding a tone pretending to ask.

"So when I saw Om being hit," said the boy as usual, much curious.

"Om spanked? When?"

I'm getting uncomfortable with their conversation.

"Thus. It was there a wound," he said again, pointing at the wound on Mas Hilman's face.

"Misunderlook at you, tuh. It's not a cut, but it's makeup. You don't know what the hell Om was doing?" point Mas Hilman at his face. I watched them at the rear-view mirror in front. The two men are interacting

"What else?"

"Again acting. How's it? Good wasn't acting Om?" From the sudden worry, I wanted to laugh. Oath to what man could easily answer a child's question?

"Acting period? But it's a wound?"

"Yee, don't believe it. It's a makeup. Can't believe try to hold it." Mas Hilman approached and showed the wound to Gara, a little worrying if only Gara really touched it, which surely Mas Hilman would feel pain.

"Gak ah, serem look at it. Where are you going now?" Duh, how chatty!

"You what? Don't you get sick to the hospital?"

"Kan Om again acting, it was acting again fighting continued to hurt, now want to go to the hospital so later there filming the same doctor, to be treated," he said smoothly.

"Why not the same crew? Do you usually play that movie together?"

Duh, Gara. What the hell is his head made of? How smart?

"So the car does not fit, how would Om want to get into the car if it does not fit? So, Papa and Mama Brother take Om there."

I glanced at each other with Arga, I saw him shake his head. I don't know what he thinks and what I think are the same things?

"So, there you can see the filming, dong!" exclaim the boy.

"It can, but don't be surprised if you can't see the camera later" he said.

"Loh, why?" The tone of Gara's voice sounded astonished.

"Yes, because it's going to be filmed indoors, so the camera is kept in a corner you don't know."

"Kok that?"

"No idea, try to find out later why the camera should be hidden," said Mas Hilman.

Because no longer asked, visible from the corner of my eye the boy was thinking hard.

We've reached the hospital. Soon we brought Mas Hilman to see the doctor. It just so happens that the doctor in this hospital is a man I haven't seen for a very long time. Doctor Wira.

He was confused when he saw us enter his room. He did not ask much, immediately taking action to treat Mas Hilman.

"I'll just wait outside with Gara, okay?" I asked Arga, unable to bear to hear Mas Hilman who had to be stitched a wound on his forehead.

"Okay, just wait outside this room, I'll be out when it's done" he said. I nodded and took Gara out and sat down.

"Ma, where did he say filming? Did you also take part in the filming?" ask the boy. Why do you remember what they were talking about?

"Eh, Mama doesn't know, just ask her later or papa." I avoid answering this smart kid's questions, too smart that sometimes I myself get confused to find the answers.

A man with an orange vest came over and asked. I confirmed that Mas Hilman was in the room together with the doctor.

"Thank you, Ma'am has helped my friend" he said with a still-boring breath. I smiled while nodding my head.

"I just knew Mas Hilman was brought here because I had another break, so just horrified from the others. Sorry do you know Mas Hilman?" asked the young man, he seemed to be twenty years old. He looks young and handsome despite being covered by his dark skin.

I looked at Gara, beside me.

"Big toy hp first, yeah. Mama wants to talk to this o'm." My HP I took it out and I gave it to Gara. The boy was always happy if I gave him a phone, because this is not the time he played that flat object.

"Mama talk there, yeah." Show me the kid. He nodded and then focused on the flat object in the hand.

I stood up a little hard because my stomach was already enlarged. Together with him a little step aside, looking for a safe place to talk. Looks like he knows enough about Mas HIlman's life now. Let me talk to other people's lives, I wonder!

"Sorry, did you know Mas Hilman for a long time?" ask me while sitting. He also took the distance of emptying the two seats between us.

"I know one village with Mas Hilman" he said.

"Oh, so. My friend. I haven't seen Mas Hilman in a long time. Why did Mas Hilman so this, I mean it was not like this." I was a little reluctant to mention that I was his ex-wife. There may be something he will cover up from his story.

"Eh, it's not good if the story is the same stranger," he said.

"I'm not a stranger anymore. If I was a stranger to Mas Hilman would I bring him here?" many reassuring. He thought a little and nodded. I hope he tells me a little bit about my ex's life.

"All I know, he was so after splitting his first wife," he said. Then a story flowed that made me shut my mouth in disbelief. About the difficulty of finding a job after being fired from the office, about the divorce of him who had been betrayed by his second wife and heard that the daughter who was with him was not his flesh and blood. And the most surprising thing is .. his father and brother left the house leaving his mother and Mas Hilman and son Hana in the house.

"That's a lie, isn't it? How can ...."

I did not continue my words, too shocked to hear the story of the young man.

"That's real, Ma'am. Even his mother Mas Hilman is now like that stress, never seen out of the house, who usually likes to show off tuh dandan mulu, now mah. Sorry yes, I lost my mind," he said.

Our conversation came to a halt when I saw that Arga had been there with Gara.

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