The Little Wife of Arsen

S2: Grandpa

"Call Dira's name when I'm the one you kissed, right?" the words came out of Alea's mouth.

Not too long from that, his head throbbed in pain when he got a limp nod Arsen as an answer that was in fact quite heartbreaking. Miraculously the memory of that night flashed clearly in Alea's head now. He remembered that it was raining that night so hard, Arsen kissed her in the car and ended up with Alea slapping as Arsen called out to Dira instead.

"Sir. You okay?"

Alea who was lowered shook his head softly, his hand holding Arsen's arm that was about to lift his body. From the beginning Alea had prepared herself if at any time her head would feel dizzy as the pieces of memory returned. And Alea did not want to look weak, everything would return to normal as usual.

"Decks"

From Arsen's tone of voice, Alea knew her future husband was worried. Then a smile Alea showed to reduce the expression of the strokes on this man's face.

"I'm fine" Alea said slowly. "Can I ask you a favor?"

Arsen, who had been standing up, now squatted back in front of Alea and clasped the woman's hand tightly. A small nod was shown to Alea.

"It hurts. Headaches and pain in the heart. So let's slow down, yeah. Starting everything slowly" Alea rubbed a trace of tears on her male cheeks.

Arsen nodded again, brought Alea's hand to her lips, then kissed her deeply. "We'll slow down. Sorry about the deck"

Alea nodded. Wrapped her hands around Arsen's neck and hugged her future husband tightly. Little by little his memory came slowly along with Arsen's confession. Alea was afraid that the moment her memories completely regained her emotions would make her lose this man.

Once upon a time, there was a Dira who blocked the door in Arsen's heart. But, now that the door was opened so wide for her, let her feel her peace for a moment as a resident there. Loved and adored by the man he so longed for.

"Sorry, ma'am"

Surprised, Alea hastily let go of their embrace and reflexively pushed Arsen's chest until the man lapsed and landed very uneventfully on the grass. His omnipresent voice even made bi Ami come closer and helped Arsen to stand up. Alea who was the main suspect clenched his hands in front of his chest while putting on a guilty face.

Although bi Ami has worked here for a long time, but Alea never hugged Arsen in front of bi Ami. Therefore, plus his position that has been divorced, Alea was embarrassed to be caught hugging Arsen tightly earlier.

"Sorry mas. Seriously, not intentionally. That's a reflex"

"The landing was really not smooth" Arsen showed his pants that now looked so wet. Falling in the wet grass after rain was never imagined to happen when he wore white pants.

"Yes. Count-count again the times of children playing rickety" continued Arsen.

Alea tugged at Arsen's sleeves. If only there was no Ami here, maybe Alea had wrapped her hand in the man's arm "You're angry, huh mas? Not intentionally. I was shocked earlier"

"Anged?" Arsen shook his head.

Alea's guts shrieked looking at Arsen's expression now. Then a little relieved when a handsome smile was engraved there.

"angry? Naw. I can't be angry anymore with a woman this beautiful"

The rest of the shame of being caught bia Ami hugging Arsen has now increased many times until Alea believes her cheeks must have been red by now. One pinch he placed on Arsen's arm. "There's Ami mas ih. Embarrassed"

"Why embarrassed? Besides, in the future, bi Ami should also be used to horrifying me gombalin you. Isn't it okay, bi?"

Bi Ami who had been mesam mesem to see the interaction of his employer, nodded his head in agreement. Seeing things like this was definitely better than looking at the relationship Arsen and Alea used to have.

Alea who felt her cheeks hot tried to divert the conversation "So auntie called us what's wrong?"

"That's mbak. There's a father in front. There's grandfather too." bi Ami replied.

"Good mas"

After the death of Ami, Arsen who was still in ignorant mode, poked Alea's nose and then approached and whispered something that made Alea close her eyes because she was amused to hear Arsen's words.

"My beautiful wife"

**

Different from the memory of the condition of the grandfather he last saw. Alea could only stare in shock at the sight of an old man who was now sitting on a wheelchair with a blank look. Observing the entire room then turned to look at Amel with confusion that added to the wrinkles on his forehead.

"Whose house?" tanyanya slow.

"Arsen's House. Father's grandson" his mother-in-law appeared to be squatting next to the man.

Alea was silent for quite a long time in her position. Yang Alea remembered, the condition of the grandfather at that time was in good health. Every time he met Alea, grandfather would always stretch out his arms and hug her tightly. But now it's completely different. Grandfather looked dazed and did not recognize what was around him.

"When did you check up bun?" Arsen squatted in front of the grandfather who was now tilting his head with narrowed eyes. As if trying to remember something.

"Handsome. What's name?" ask grandpa.

In that instant Alea widened her eyes in surprise. Bagas who saw that, approached his son-in-law and patted Alea's head slowly "the last 3 years grandfather was diagnosed with Alzheimer's Al. He doesn't remember anyone. So introduce yourself often?"

"Daddy's face doesn't remember either?" ask Alea.

"Yes. Nobody Grandpa remembers."

Alea's gaze was now fixed towards Arsen who looked smiling, while opening the phone that draped around Grandpa's neck.

"Arsen cake. Grandpa's granddaughter" Arsen aligned the photo on the phone with her face.

Grandfather's head shook his head in response.

"No need to try to remember cake. Arsen Grandpa's grandson. And that beautiful woman"

Alea walked over as Arsen pointed towards her. Crouching in front of Grandpa.

"This is mas kek's wife. Beautiful right? Her name's Alea"

Alea held back her tears from coming out when a smile of grandfather showed her. Those wrinkled hands moved rubbing Alea's head crest.

"Pretty. Real pretty. Aleu. Her name is pretty too"

As Arsen's palm rubbed his back slowly, it wanted to feel like Alea was crying right then and there. But he held as much as possible when the mother forbade him to cry with a soft head.

"We want to get married in 2 days. Ask for the cake"

Not to answer Arsen's question. Grandfather was still staring at Alea merrily. His hand rubbed Alea's cheeks gently.

"Pretty. May you always be happy Al"

Alea nodded slowly. Take grandfather's hand and kiss Grandpa's back. Without remembering, that hand that started the incident many years ago.