Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

277. Long Journey

Gara school holiday, we decided to go to the place that Arga meant. Honeymoon said, although I'm not sure about the honeymoon because we brought our two children. It doesn't feel like the heart if I don't take both of them, which I will definitely keep thinking of them if I leave it.

Some of the clothes we had prepared in three suitcases, most of them were children's clothes, let alone Azka who needed a lot of clothes and pants. Her skin is sensitive so I minimize the use of diapers. Several times there is a rash on the skin of the thighs and also his butt after wearing diapers so that it becomes blisters and makes the child uncomfortable, especially now he moves a lot even though he has not started crawling.

"It's finished yet?" ask Arga who now goes into Gara's room. I'm still tidying up some of Gara's clothes, most of which are a little thick because Arga said there the air is a little cooler than here.

"There's still some, just not so much?" I asked Arga. He looked at the medium-sized suitcase that was on the bed.

"Enough, not so much why? If it's less we can buy clothes there." His words upset me a little.

"Huh, you are always easy to deal with. If you can still bring why should you buy? Just look at the clothes because many are not kepake, redundant," I said a little annoyed. Clothes that have begun to be small are also quite a lot, there are also new, still labeled, also some clothes that I believe have only been worn several times. It looks small in my hand and I'm sure it doesn't fit with a kid who's getting taller and bigger. His stomach was a bit swollen, just like his father.

"Yes, let's not be hard to prepare a lot of clothes, Ma."

"No, you don't always do that. Look outside there, street children do not wear clothes, or his clothes are tattered camping. Rather than here not kepake and so the occupants of the closet, meningan small and not kepake just given to others, they need more. Gara shirt is a lot of tuh," I said while folding some T-shirts owned by Gara.

"Yes, when we get back from vacation we take care of Gara's clothes." Arga sat beside me staring at the clothes I was folding in a rolled up way, let it fit a lot in the suitcase.

"Where are we on vacation?" manya curious.

"Well, you'll know later, too" he said with a smile and a brief kiss on my cheek.

"Ih, keep everything secret."

"Let's be surprised" he said with a smile. "Not far there is a waterfall too, he said the distance is one hour," he added.

"Huh? Really?" I just don't believe it. He nodded his head.

Hearing the waterfall, I thought of somewhere else. It's been a long time since I played to the waterfall, last with my father when I was in SD.

"Why smile?" ask Arga. I looked confused, because I didn't realize I was smiling like that.

"I smile?" Arga nodded.

"Happy?" ask again.

"Look, I haven't been to the waterfall in a long time. It used to be the same father when he was still in SD," I said. These eyes feel warm when remembering the old time, the togetherness of me and my father and mother when in the father's village. I want to cry remembering that time.

Ah, now if you go there no longer have a place to go home. Just visiting the place of mamang and also grandfather.

"Well, too long ago. We will go there together" he said.

"I called the doctor, it's okay. The journey is also not too far, not all day. Just bring enough warm clothes for the kids."

"Where do we stay in the hotel?" my many.

"Yes" he answered. Suddenly Arga lay his head on my lap making me who was still cleaning Arga clothes speechless, unable to move to continue.

"This you, I can't beberes, Pa," I protested. Arga looked at me from down there.

"Later on, dong. Want to spoil you. Can, right?" he said it sounded spoiled.

"Astaghfirullah, bored. Every day continues to spoil." I chuckled when I saw her pouting face.

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The day of departure arrived, I brought Sari all to go. I honestly need him to help take care of the kids. Sister Sus and Nira were left at home, taking care of mom.

The trip felt a little long, because Arga asked the driver to walk at moderate speed only. This was because I couldn't stand myself, but it was only an hour, but I had asked to stop twice to squat in the bushes. My stomach feels so nauseous. I can't eat anti-sickness drugs for fear of any effect on the fetus.

"Easy?" arga asked as I got back into the car, he put his seatbelt on and gave me a tissue. Azka who was in Sari's lap sat down while moving her body, slightly jumping unwilling to stay still while blabbering incoherently. Ever since he could voice incessantly blabber like that.

"I want some candy, anybody got any candy?" my many. Sari and the driver said they had none. Arga gave her the candy in her pocket, but it was a mint with chocolate stuffing.

"I don't want this, want something cool, Pa."

"We stopped by the minimarket, maybe it was there."

The car returned to speed at medium speed, before long we arrived at the minimarket. I and Arga went in there, leaving behind sleeping Gara and Sari holding Azka. Some of the meals we chose were quick, mostly bread and also snacks, for everything in the car. Coffee drinks are also not forgotten to pack the driver.

"Are you sure this is all?" askinya. I nodded and we returned to the car parked in front of the minimarket.

Arga gives instant coffee to the driver while I tell Sari to take the food she wants. We headed back to a place I didn't know. Arga was so mean for not telling me where we were going. Just makes me curious!

"Are we still far away?" ask the two men in front of me.

"Lumayan. Try to sleep. Once upon a time when you wake up and get there," said Arga trying to calm me down.

I glanced at Azka, with the child who started to be active like that did he think I could sleep well?

"It's okay if Mom wants to sleep, let me take care of Azka. Yes, Babang Azka. Sama Mbak Sari aja," said Sari while teasing Azka.