Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

258. Just for you

I thought after we finished playing the game together. Arga has fallen asleep very fast, while I still think about what happened to Mas Hilman's life. Why did his life die, left Hana, take care of a child who was not his flesh and blood, and again.

The information I got from the young man made me become more and more compassionate to Mas Hilman. The father turned out to play with Mbak Yana, their daughter-in-law from Mas Dirga so that the child in Mbak Yana is the flesh of the father, not Mas Dirga. Mr and Mbak Yana left together to leave the mother after being caught with the affair case, taking their child with them. So, does Mas Dirga have the same disease as Mas Hilman? Can't give offspring?

Desas desus heard in the village made the mother reluctant to get out of the house, he said. Also because Mas Dirga who allegedly stress and choose to go from there, borrowed money on loan sharks and gave it to Mas Hilman. Worth it, Mas Hilman is so skinny. His life was very sad to bear a heavy burden that was not really his responsibility. What else I heard her little daughter had congenital kidney disease from birth, it took a huge cost to cure her.

How wonderful is your life, Mas.

Is it true said the young man, Mas Hilman's life so this is because the first wife's prayer was persecuted? Ah, I don't think I ever prayed anything bad about him. I have never prayed badly for everyone, only to pray for his heart to open.

"You haven't slept?" asked Arga to break my daydream.

"Eh, not yet."

"Here," he called out to pat her on the arm. I approached, making his arm a pillow.

"You see each other, she keeps quiet, why?" tanyanya.

"Eh, what?"

"Don't dodge it."

I was surprised, because he realized I was thinking about him.

"Eh, sorry. I just feel sorry for him" I said. I want to be honest rather than accused of a no-no.

"What love?" Arga hugged me tightly, his eyes now closed. His breath felt warm on these cheeks. I carried him deeper and deeper in my arms, so that our skin without any strands of kiki cloth touched each other in the blanket.

"So, I heard from the man who came to the hospital that Hilman's life is now very sad" I said.

"Yes, you can see for yourself he's a parking lot."

"Not that one. If you're a carpenter, it's a pity, but the inner torment he's got right now, Pa." Arga opened his eyes, a little twitch in his forehead and stared at me.

"What inner torment?" ask her in a curious tone.

"That's what the kid who came after us to the hospital said that Mas Hilman ...." I told you what I heard from that man. I'll tell you about it even though it's a disgrace from Mas HIlman, but hopefully after Arga hears about it there will probably be one more favor for him and his family.

I told him what I heard earlier from the young man, Arga just kept quiet, occasionally nodding his head, a sign of understanding.

"So, what should I do?" ask Arga after I finish my story.

I shook my head. "No idea," my jawb.

"Kok doesn't know. You told me this so I could help her, right?" tanyakanya.

I now choose to shake my head, although in my heart I hope that there will be a lot of help from Arga to ease the problem.

"Especially not. I just want you to know. For help or not, it's someone's right" I said. However, inwardly wanting him to help Mas Hilman to get out of his problem.

"Yes already, now sleeping, yu. It's late tomorrow we take a leisurely morning walk?" tanyakanya. I'm nodding. Every morning I was with Arga regularly take a leisurely walk for twenty minutes, not far, just walking outside while looking for breakfast outside.

"You think, if I help her out blatantly, will she want to?" arga's question made me reopen both my eyes.

"What, Pa?"

"I asked him, if I give him a favor, would he want to?" ask him again. I'm silent now, seeing from Mas Hilman's harsh attitude, it seems that it will be a little difficult to help him.

"I don't know" I said.

A rough sigh sounded from his mouth. "Later if you meet him, you can act like you don't know anything, right? Pity him if we pity him. I'm afraid he will reject our kindness" he said again.

"I get it, Pa," I said again, kissing her cheek. Very happy to get a husband who is very attentive with me, caring for others even though at the time together with others he was even indifferent and cold.

"Thank you, Pa. You're very kind" I said again.

"Of course I'm good, because I want to be a husband you can be proud of" he said with a smile.

I threw my head at his neck, inhaling the sweaty scent on his skin from our fierce fight.

"You, how do you want to help him? Is that my ex?" my many.

"What if the ex is?"

"Yes, I think it's so weird that it helps the ex-husband of his wife."

"It's not strange, I want to make my wife happy, and not make her sad. Although I have to sacrifice a little for my ex, but I don't care, most importantly my wife smiles" he said. His handsome face is now looking at me. Didn't expect Arga to be this good.

"Can I ask you?" This time I asked him a question.

"Ask what?"

"You do this for me, how your heart.

"How is my heart?" tanyakanya. Ah, I'm a little scared that I'm being selfish. He did this for me but I don't think about his feelings.

"You heart, aren't you hurt to do this for me? And he's my ex-husband?" ask him again. I didn't think it turned out that Arga was laughing right now, making me look at him in wonder.

"I also have a heart there are times of heartache, but it used to be now I think for your happiness then I also have to do it sincerely. There is no more ego to make this heart hurt, because I know I have been a winner. I've got you, I've become your husband, what else am I afraid of?" ask him with a small laugh on his lips. It made me smile and feel guilty for making her like that.

"I'm sorry I've been troubling you for a long time."

Arga hugged me tighter. "No problem. Instead I deliberately got bothered by my own wife, I felt like a much needed man." He kissed me gently. I am happy to receive all the treatment from him.

"Thank you you're the best husband."

Arga smiled and asked me now to go back to sleep.

Two days later, Arga said that he had met Mas Hilman and talked about what he meant yesterday. Thank God the man immediately accepted a job offer from Arga. I'm glad that Mas Hilman would prefer the job to the parking lot.