Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

334. Sadness Gara.

Arga looks very fragile at all, all the way to the house he did not speak at all. We did not dare to speak, respecting the one who was now very sad.

The car we were driving almost got home. A little slow, the driver brought the vehicle.

"Sir, later in the front mini market stops yes," said Arga suddenly.

"Okay, sir," replied the driver, nodding.

Before long the car stopped at the minimarket.

"You wait here" he said.

"What do you want to buy? Let me buy it," haggled Ma'am Sus.

"Let me buy it" said Arga, without waiting for my grandeur, he got out of the car. Sister Sus who had opened her mouth fell silent again.

"Pak Pir's. Look at my dad inside. My concern," said Ma'am Sus told the driver, that's how Ma'am Sus called the driver with the name Pak Pir. I'm used to it a long time ago.

"Yes, I'm in first." Pamit pak driver, but before the driver got to the door minimarket Arga was out of there while carrying a package of crackles in his hands. The driver came back and canceled his way in, the two men spoke for a while and the driver shook his head before returning to the car.

"Make you and Ms. Sus, said Arga handed the white plastic package to me.

"Eh, what is this?" I opened the plastic bag and saw that there was some bread and some mineral water there.

"You haven't eaten, have you?" ask Arga. I just remembered, I forgot to eat, not feeling hungry at all.

"Thank you." I was touched by him, he who was in mourning still remembers us all. None of us had lunch because we were busy taking care of all this.

"Mom, eat first." The same bread as me, I also gave to Sister Sus and the driver, none of them refused as they had.

"Thank you" they said almost simultaneously.

"Aren't you eating?" I asked while opening the package of bread in hand, while the car now drove back to the streets.

Arga did not make a sound, only shook his head and lay his head on the back of the chair.

"Eat me, yuk. You haven't eaten either, have you?" I thrust out the piece of bread that was in hand, pity to see it like that, the puffy face was still clearly visible there.

"I'm not hungry" he said.

"I don't want to eat if you don't eat."

"Don't force me, Yu."

"Not force me to eat either!" Suddenly I was upset. He was so considerate of me, still remembered to buy him food, whereas I wanted to notice he was rejected outright!

"Yes, I ate but a little, yes," he said. I nodded happily and then fed the piece of bread I had torn into his mouth.

"You eat too, dong. Don't let you get sick. Tonight you just rest at the mother's house, yes, the children," he said.

"I am a lot of cool, pity the children if the same mother only. They must have found you."

"Yes." Yeah." I kept quiet while eating the remaining bread.

"I'm sorry, it's nothing, but if the children are brought home also afraid of shock because many people. You also need a lot of rest. If you want to get to the day after you at home mom, if you don't want to return tomorrow afternoon, the important thing is that you rest at home, don't get disturbed," he said again.

I had to nod even if I wasn't willing to. It felt sad, helpless with myself. True what Arga said, I must accompany the children and explain to Gara if mama is no more.

The car has arrived at the mother's house, the two children are very happy to meet us. Unusual far away, this time though it had only been a few hours apart it felt like they looked sad. Mother said her condolences to Arga and said that tomorrow she would go to her grave for the pilgrimage.

Arga is seen holding back her cries, hugging her two sons very tightly. The face was already red, but it was trying to endure the sadness and not show it in front of the children.

"Why didn't you come to Grandma's grave?" gara asked, he looked angry as he asked his father. I looked at my mom, and I felt guilty.

"Tomorrow Brother went with Grandma huh. It'll bother you to go there." Mother persuaded.

"But Brother wants to see Grandma. Bad papa didn't take Brother!" gara shouted, sad to see the child crying while hitting his father. Gara's closeness with mama is very close, maybe because when Gara baby is also still healthy and can take care of Gara.

Arga looks more sad, he carried Gara into the house and ignored Azka who asked for a sling, just rubbed my little son's cheek and left immediately. Azka looked sadly ignored like that, her lips were already down and slightly moved at her corner as well as with teary eyes.

"Mama's hero is here, same Mama used to be." Azka I took from Mbak Sari's sling, he was still sad and looked at the back of his father who now disappeared into the house. Be very careful I carry it so as not to hit my distended stomach.

"Attent, yeah. Later papa wants to talk first with Brother, Kaka with Mama first, okay?" I persuaded Azka. He still pointed inside the house. Let Arga calm Gara first, he who knows how to persuade Gara.

From inside the room, I heard that Gara was still crying and arguing with her father, wanting to go in there, but my mother forbade me to go there.

"You're eating yet?" ask mother.

"Eat the bread just now."

"Mother masakin vegetable soup ceker huh?" mother asked, I just nodded, though I didn't know if I could eat later or not.

Arga was out of the room, he said goodbye to me and mom and left me and the kids to mom. Sister Sus tagged along with Arga to help with everything at home.

"Abang," call me. Because he was lying on his stomach on the mattress, there was a sobbing sound and shoulders that went up and down.

"Abang eat yuk. Grandma's already making the claw soup, huh." I approached her and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing her soft head. He did not reply, but turned around abruptly and hugged my stomach. Crying sounded very loud, when it was with his father that he did not hear him cry sad like this.

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Sorry new update 😁️. Othor again revised some of the title chapters in the apk next to this month 🤧.

stop by the story of one of themen othor, MY HUSBAND'S BIRD IS TROUBLING, astagfirullah, the title also makes unsettling yak 🤣