Being a Dad to My Niece
Chapters 37. Pulang Kampung's
Chapter 37
Arga is like a possessed person while driving a car. Even though he already knew he would not be able to attend the thanksgiving event, he still drove his vehicle quickly. Speed is above average, because the road conditions are already very quiet. This time also shows the time of 22:15 and the state of drizzling rain.
The traffic jam was very long, because the driver was squeezed between the seat and the dashboard of the car. In addition to the truck dropping all the cargo, it turns out there was a car that hit him.
It was just midnight that Arga entered his village. A beautiful village and still shady by plants and rice fields. Although this is a village far from the capital, but the population is quite a lot and the activity here is always crowded and running well. Young children are also active outside the home, in addition to school. Midshipmen's corals, patrol posts, yandu posts, PKK mothers, or mosque teenagers. In this village there is no term unemployed people. Everyone has their own activities, even though it is grandparents and grandparents. The citizens mingled with each other and communicated with each other well as well. So if something happens in their village, no need to wait 24 hours, all residents will know.
Arga enters the grounds of his parents' second home. She thought Marsha and Alva were there because a thanksgiving event was held in this house.
"Assalamualaikum, Yeah .. Mom!" Arga said his greetings while knocking on the door.
There is no law from inside the house. He knocked on the window of his parents' room.
"Dad ... Mother, this is Arga!"
Not long after, the sound of curtain rags opened. It appears Barata turned his head to make sure it was his son.
"Why did you come in the middle of the night?" asked the middle-aged man with furrowed brows.
"There was an accident on the way home" replied Arga.
"Well, quickly open the door I'm cold outside" continued Arga.
Arga entered his room and immediately cleaned himself into the bathroom. Even though he had to take a cold shower, he still did. His body felt sticky by sweat. Instead of sleeping, the man sat by the window looking at the night sky. He thinks Marsha's sleeping in this house. However, he was wrong. The woman went home to her parents.
"Tomorrow I go to my father-in-law's house. I can already imagine what will happen to me tomorrow" Arga muttered.
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Early in the morning Arga came to Bagas' house. The man brought some toys for Alva. Meanwhile, Marsha only brought a diamond ring as a sign of congratulations for returning home. The woman has not been able to eat any food, should be in accordance with the direction of the nutrition doctor.
Upon entering the grounds of Bagas' house, Marsha is seen sitting on a bench along with Alva and her parents. They sat down while enjoying breakfast and the warmth of the newly rising sunshine.
"Assalamualaikum" said Arga.
"Dad!" alva shouted as he saw Arga. Both of the boy's hands were immediately stretched out asking to be carried. A wide smile adorns Alva's cute and handsome face.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied them all.
Marsha was surprised to see Arga's arrival this morning. She thought that her husband had just come from the capital. However, when the man approached and kissed his parents' hands, he could smell the soap and shampoo from his body.
"When did you come?" ask Bagas with a cold look.
"Every night, Dad. Yesterday afternoon there was an accident on the road on the way here" replied Arga.
Sontak Marsha glanced at Arga. She subconsciously examined her husband's body parts. However, there was no visible wound.
"You're in an accident?" tanya Beautiful curious.
"No, Ma. It wasn't me who had the accident, but someone else and it made a total traffic jam on the road" Arga replied as she fed Alva.
Marsha decided to leave from there. Arga's existence pisses him off and he's still mad at him. Although still limp and weak, but he can move to his own wheelchair.
"Astaghfirullahal. Marsha, here I help!" Arga immediately moved when he saw the wife was trying to move herself.
"No need! I can do it myself" said Marsha refused Arga's help.
The man was silent as soon as he heard his wife's words. He knew that Marsha was still angry with him.
"Alva want to come with Mommy into the house or want to be here?" marsha asked as soon as she got a comfortable position in her wheelchair.
The two-year-old boy of course chose to play outside with Arga. Moreover, he got a new toy, which will definitely make him feel at home playing with his father.
Although disappointed, Marsha went alone into the house. He can't be selfish to Alva. The little boy did not know any of the problems that occurred among the adults.
"How about we play inside the house together with the mother? 'Kan, pity mom there's no friend!" arga and Alva agree.
"Wait!" shouts Bagas as Arga moves from there holding Alva.
"What's up, Dad?" asked Arga who had stopped his steps and turned his eyes to the father-in-law.
"I won't let you into my house!" Bagas looked up at Arga.
The young man remained silent at the words of his father-in-law. He had not expected his presence here to be rejected by everyone here.
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Will Arga leave Bagas' house or remain there? Follow their story, yes!