Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

276. A Teaching

Azka was still not awake when I peered at her from the doorway, Sister Sus also looked very good at sleep, hugging my son half tightly. Ah, I didn't have the heart to see Azka, afraid that they would both wake up from their slumber. I decided to go see my mom.

Mama's condition is not so good now, looks very weak because they do not want to eat and drink properly in recent days. Although I often bribed him, but the food that entered his body was very little.

Mama often lies on her bed, her legs and hands often tremble. Holding something often comes off. Mama's age is not too far from the age of the mother, but her sick condition makes her look like a very old woman and also weak.

"Mama's eaten yet, Mommy?" ask me when I go into my mom's room. She looks out the window from her bed.

"Eat, but a little, Mom," said Nira. The rice porridge that was made by Mbak Sus looks still a lot in his bowl.

I approached my mother, sat down beside her and took her wrinkled hand. Mom turned her head and smiled. How I looked at my mom, helpless like this.

"Ma, come with Ayu, yuk. To the back garden" I told my mother. She just looked at me without answering, after all Mama had a little trouble speaking.

I asked Mbak Nira to move mama into a wheelchair, mama did not refuse, it's a sign he did not mind what I did. I pushed the wheelchair into the back garden of the house. It's not too hot here, because it's also late in the afternoon. The sun is a little softer.

I took Mama to a bench there, Nira followed from behind while bringing her new food. Nira handed over the bowl and then left the two of us in the park. He's not far from the park, watching from near the door where I need his help.

"Why don't you want to eat?" I asked, mama was silent, not answering me at all.

"If you don't eat, there's no energy. Did you know she's not pregnant yet?" I asked him, although he often did not answer, but I just wanted to tell him.

"Mama wants to have more grandchildren, Ayu hope Mama will live long until later, until Ayu's children are born, until they grow up. Do you want to see your grandchildren?" I asked, the food on the spoon I close to him, slowly the wrinkled mouth was open. I'm glad your mom wants to eat now.

"You have grandchildren" he said stammeringly after chewing his food. I smiled and nodded my head.

"Yes, Mama's grandson is now three, pray –,"

"Women," he said again with a trembling tone of voice.

"Aamiin," I said. Hopefully, it will be realized with the help of prayer from my mother as well.

I fed him half a bowl of porridge, enough for the size of the mama who was not eating, I was glad at least mama still wanted to eat from my hands. While telling a lot, it does not feel if it has been half an hour I am here while feeding my mother.

Nira brought mama back to her room after we had about an hour here, she had to keep taking medicine and vitamins for her health and also had to rest a lot. Last night, Nira said, Mama did not sleep well. I hope my mom gets better after this.

I busied myself with hp, doing unfinished tasks. Lately I have been very diligent in typing. A lot of ideas are in my head, I've also made some outlines for my next story.

This time I want to raise the theme of a child who misses his father very much. A wife who had been left behind for years by her husband was working in the city. Years and years only a few times home, it was only a few days. His daughter, who is having a birthday at the age of five, is very longing and also eager to meet her father, waiting for him to come home and can blow a lit candle with the number five together.

Ah, I myself cried when making a story with this theme, too sad for me, but I don't know for others. I don't know if they'll be as sad as me or not. Maybe I was too sedentary when making it so often shed tears.

I will send the story to another place, with a pen logo on a green background. There I read mostly household stories and betrayals. After reading the trade I was moved to also sell onions there. Try it, some read it or not is okay. I just want to channel my hobby, there is another income I consider as a bonus.

The boy's name was Haifa, his mother was named Azizah, their life was hard because her husband did not give her a decent living. Should I tell you here too? Later, if anyone is curious about my story, I will turn my readers there. Hehe. Haifa, The Princess Who Missed Her Father.

I just wrote a little, I already published there, but because of the minimal time and my real busyness makes me unable to freely write casually.

"Eh, Pa. Already awake. I was feeding my mother here, continuing to tick," I said showing my phone screen. Arga just nodded and sat down beside me.

"Azka's awake yet?" ask her.

"Not yet, he is very good sleep," said Arga.

"Yes, it's been. Let him wake up by himself" I said. I rested my head on his sturdy shoulder. He also rested his head on top of me.

"Why are you so great to be able to hit like that?" tanyakanya.

"You can also, besides making the story now is easy because of the application. Not complicated like the first person, if you want to make a story must come to the publisher, through the process of editing, layout, and everything," I said. Arga just nodded his head slowly.

"Yes, anyway. Tasty nowadays nothing is sophisticated. If only I could like you I would also like to follow. But baby, I don't know how to make an interesting plot," he said, chuckling softly.

"It looks like, just determine the plot to like how, for example, do not be far from our daily lives, so it can flow the story idea later," I explained.

"Ah, I'm still confused. Especially for the opening section. At first I had to write how?" ask again. I explained how to make an interesting opening start.

"So, as much as possible in the early third chapter there is already a major conflict. For example, yes. For example, contract marriage. Well in chapter one, two, or three already presented with the wedding. Before they marry the man or the woman concerned submits a marriage contract for the other spouse."

"The reason they married contracts?" ask Arga.

"Yes whatever the reason, it could be if for example a girl needs money for the treatment of her father or mother. It could also be if it turns out his father needs money to pay a lot of debt. It could also be because there was an incident that made them marry contracts, for unreasonable reasons, for example, a male family wants his child to marry otherwise he will be betrothed to someone else or his family property will fall to someone else. It's been in the initial conflict" I explained trying to speak as clearly as possible.

"Don't understand, ah. Confused," he said as he held my palm tightly.

"Yee, did I explain when I didn't understand?" I was annoyed when I raised my head, forcing him to raise his head.

"Ah, not my field.just horrified to make you dizzy, I want to read your work, deh. It's good to stay lying down and read, no need to think," he said, laughing softly.

"Ih, Basics! Which will not be free, yes" I said to him while rubbing the tips of my index finger and thumb in front of him.

"Pay?" tanyakanya.

"He-em, pay. I sent a few chapters to a paid place. Let me be rich, ", I said with a smile.

Arga shook his head, patting my forehead a little hard, but not until it hurt at all. "You are, is my treasure lacking?" he asked with a slightly irritated tone.

"No, not less. But I'd be happier if I got the results of my own efforts" I told him.

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Well, tuh. In this chapter there are a few tips yes for those who want to try first make a story, all promotions as well.

Teruuusss!! Wkwkwk. Not pa-pa dong, spill dikit, who want to stop by the conch, who want to peep also monggo, sometimes there are some who haunt it there until the end of 🤣