THE MYSTERY OF PAST MATCHMAKING

Good one curious

Still in the hospital Bagus and the family waiting for Gendis who has not regained consciousness. Mama and Papa are waiting for their grandchildren in different rooms while Bagus is still in front of the wife's room. Sharing tasks. Bagas who had been so destroyed at this time was able to calm down and still think about what he had been thinking.

Either his eyesight or just because of his thoughts just now but he saw someone he was looking for. Want to chase him but he also hesitated because there are parents. Because he finally drank what had been bought by the Papa.

"If it were you, I'm sure you could forgive me for what I did before", he said as he sipped the cold coffee that had been bought by the Papa. He immediately took the wife's phone to look for someone's number. Although they have known for several years, their relationship is like no other. There is a big stone barrier to that relationship.

" Dear what are you?", the soft voice of Gendis who realized and saw the husband was holding his cellphone. Still a little holding back the pain of the Caesarean section on his stomach. Because the influence of the drug is gone, it is a little painful.

" Ehm. You're sober, baby, I'm just looking at the clock on your phone. My phone is dead" replied Good, who kissed his wife's forehead and thanked her. For his efforts have been born a beautiful angel who is currently in the care of doctors.

" Thank you dear thanks to your efforts our child is beautiful and born. I'm sorry I couldn't go inside earlier".

" Yes, I'm happy because I can finally hold our child. Where is she now?", asked Gendis who looked the other way to find the baby. Because there's nothing else here but Good and him.

"Our baby's in the baby's special room. He should get treatment from a doctor first. There was already Mama with Papa", answered Bagus who still rubbed the head of the wife. Romantic like the time they were dating, no one changed the treatment from Good. To the extent that he did not realize if he was also in the duakan because the mind of the husband is currently towering.

Finally Good managed to convince the wife that he seemed okay, even though he had made plans after getting the mobile number he was looking for earlier. He was sure that the road would be easier at this time. Moreover, there are other activities that his wife will do to take care of their baby. Maybe it's a short-sighted thought but I'm sure that after he benefits from what he wants he can live happily with his little family later. Not that it teaches for the negative but I want to give a reward for what he has done, if we will hurt someone then the reply we will receive is more painful of course. Therefore do not let us hurt someone so that we do not get hurt.

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Dera who entered the house looked around him. It looked so dirty and well-groomed in every room. He wanted to be like he had first entered the house so unpleasant to occupy.

" Dera, we just take a break, or do you want to eat something so I can make or buy it later?", asked Aran to Dera who was still looking around. Aran knew that the wife was observing a room that he had not taken care of so far. Just focus on finding Dera and the work done by Aran.

"Why is the house dirty like this?

"Sorry Dera, I didn't think about it. I'm just focused on you and the job. Em. let tomorrow there is a janitor who comes to your house do not need heavy work yes", Pinta Aran who while leading the wife up. Aran is afraid that Dera will be exhausted later.

"Yes, I still can't do that. Oya mas I shouldn't sleep in my room first so as not to go up the stairs like this. I was afraid that it would go up and down later", Pinta Dera who knew the risk of slipping on the stairs.

" But Dera, the room wasn't really the door yet, it's still like that. Did we renovate this house so that there are rooms below other than that room?

Or we just move house so you are comfortable and your content will be fine!", suggested Aran who helped Dera to lie in his bedroom bed. The room that had been their room a few months ago.

" Do not mas, it is too excessive if you have to move house. I do not want to be a troublesome person later", said Dera remained calm.

" No Dera, it's not too much for me. I want the best for you too. Oya Dera I touched until when I would be like this. I want to quickly ask for the blessing of your parents Dera. I want to live happily with you guys later" explained Aran who expressed what he wanted.

" I'm also afraid if I want to talk to Dad. I once disappointed him for my behavior. But over time I forgot about it. I was never allowed to be close to any man and I ended up pregnant and that's where Dad was so angry. Until I chose to live independently with my husband but in fact I was hurt by it and my father and mother who were on my side. I have no one but him and now there is Teo that I make my spirit spill" explained Dera, bowing languidly. The memory of how the father was against his marriage at that time which finally inevitably he himself became the guardian of Dera.

" But I am now there for you Dera and there is our son who makes our family stronger later", Aran replied while holding Dera's hand and kissing her. Aran shows how much he can try to love Dera to this day. Although he can not be as romantic as people in general but he is sure one day he will be able to exceed others. The adjustment he had to make was greater than to call with affection.

" Well you don't know what kind of father you are, I'm afraid that you will be hurt later if not allowed by Dad" explained Dera who was afraid Aran would be hurt later.

While Aran who knows the story of Dera that he is not allowed by the father is sure if he will be blessed anyway he is the one who was waiting for all this time. The matchmaking agreement that he could finally fulfill even though it had to use so many ways.

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We wait for the continuation of inter received or not later by the father Dera. If accepted maybe I am a happier person but if not I am also a person who will be hurt, because my efforts to match them are in vain.