CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Prospective Ghosts

Natasha ran down the corridor of the Hospital, after she had previously asked the receptionist where her papa room was being treated. He even left Yoga walking behind him, he was already impatient to meet his father and mother.

" Mama .." exclaimed Natasha as she saw her mother seen sitting on the front bench of her papa's nursery. She immediately rushed into Mama Nabilla's arms. " What about you, Ma?"

" Just get a doctor's check, just wait a minute." Mama led Natasha to sit next to her, then her eyes turned to the figure of the man coming closer towards them. " Him??"

" Oh, Hmmm .. Yes, Ma. This is Yoga. She ..." Natasha glanced towards Yoga who seemed to be holding back her smile. " He's Tata's girlfriend, Ma." continued Natasha in a soft voice while biting her lower lip.

Yoga smiled "I'm Yoga, Auntie .. as the Auntie kid said, I'm Natasha's boyfriend." Yoga reached out her hand and grabbed the back of Mama Nabilla's hand and kissed her, of course it made Mama Nabilla look happy because of the polite attitude that Yoga showed.

" Yoga? Mom kira Andra. How nice his face is different from the photo that Tata ever sent. I'm sorry, Nak Yoga," said Mama Nabilla chuckling in a bad mood. Natasha used to tell M

the name is about Andra, even once when sending a photo of Andra to his mother.

" No pa-pa, Auntie," said Yoga manners. " How's Om doing, Auntie?"

" It's getting better, the doctor says the critical period is over."

" Thank God, thank goodness then, Auntie."

Mama Nabilla smiled. " Oh yeah, you've known Natasha for a long time? Sorry if Aunt had wrongly guessed, because if the phone, the guy who always Tata story is always Andra."

" Mr ..." Natasha sulks, she doesn't like her Mama to open her secret, and the understanding Mama Nabilla just smiles as her hands caress Natasha's head affectionately.

" Did Natasha never tell me about me, Auntie?" Natasha who heard the sudden question from Yoga immediately glanced towards Yoga. The Yoga question was only answered by the head of Mama Nabilla.

Yoga grunts small. " I was never considered the same Natasha, Auntie." Yoga has a sad expression. And that made Natasha stare intently at him.

" Is that right, Ta?" Mama Nabilla asked inquiring.

" Right, Auntie. is not considered, cut, digalakin, yelled at, scolded. Anyway there are no sweet-sweet deh Aunty child, except her sweet face," Goda Yoga complained as if she had really been a victim of Natasha's adultery all along.

" Goodness, Tata! You're so evil that's the same Yoga!" Mama seems to be starting to be instigated by the words Yoga.

" He's lying, Ma!" Natasha denied, she was already visibly annoyed at Yoga's rancid behavior. It felt like he was clawing at the face of Yoga who looked smirking.

" Where's the badger, isn't it, Auntie?"

" Eh I'm not a thief, am I?!" Natasha glaring.

" Already, why fight, anyway?" Mama Nabila broke up both. " Where do you know Natasha?"

" On Campus, Ma." Before Yoga answered, Natasha spoke first.

" Campus??"

" Yes, at that time there was a lecturer who ordered some dresses from the Tata boutique, he asked to be escorted to the lecturer's campus, continued to meet him, deh. Because he went to college." Natasha made up a story. There's no way she should be frank to her mom if she meets Yoga the first time she messages an ojek online.

" Oh, are you still in college?"

" Yes Aunty, continue on S2."

" Well great, very prioritizing education," praised Mama Nabilla proudly. " Are you focused on college or are there jobs too?" mama asked Nabilla carefully, she was afraid Yoga would be offended by her question.

" Filling my free time with school children and students, Auntie. If there is no timetable yes I ngojek, Tan," said Yoga honestly nothing covered up.

" Yes Aunty, met Auntie's son the first time also fitting him to order my online motorcycle taxi, Tan."

" First time to order ojek?" Mama Nabilla's forehead wrinkled. " Don't Tata just say on campus?" Mama Nabilla looked at Natasha and Yoga alternately. Yoga looks relaxed while Natasha just rolls her eyeballs in response to the honesty of Yoga.

" Maybe Natasha's ashamed of my job, because I'm not the boss of the company, Auntie."

" You can't be so dong, Ta. You cannot underestimate someone's job. Moreover, the work undertaken Yoga nothing wrong, really. It's not against the law and it's halal work. After all, Mama saw Yoga is a hardworking type, willing to make money by yourself even if you have to share time with college, not just rely on parents. It's called being independent, having responsibilities." Mama Nabilla advised Natasha at length.

Natasha just chuckled angrily glancing towards Yoga who was seen laughing happily while blinking her eyes. Yoga looks happy to be able to prank Natasha, making the woman die of lice in front of her Mama.  Let's just say it's retribution for Natasha's bad attitude towards her all along.

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Natasha sat on the sofa watching the television in her papa's room, occasionally her eyes staring at her father who was lying weakly on the hospital bed.

Natasha immediately rushed over to her papa as she saw the small movement of her papa hand.

" Pa ..." Sapa Natasha gently rubbed Mr. Farhan's arm, Her father.

" Ta .." Papa Farhan's voice sounded weak.

" Pa, Papa why? He healed quickly, yes. Papa can't be sick. Don't calm down when it hurts like this." Natasha sobbed continuously caressing the face of the middle-aged man aged half a century more.

" Papa's just tired, Papa wants to rest, Ta," said Papa Farhan softly with a gasp of breath.

" Papa don't talk much first, yeah. Papa take a break, Papa's nemenin is here." The two Natasha grabbed the fragile hand of her Papa and kissed him incessantly.

" Have you fulfilled Papa's request, Ta?"

" Already, Pa. His son is outside. Mama's gonna call me in, yeah." Mama who had fallen asleep on the couch. Mama Nabilla who woke up because she heard the sound of Isak crying Natasha finally stepped towards the door and told Yoga who had chosen to wait in front of Papa Natasha's hospital room to enter.

" Well, here comes Pah, our future ghost," Mama's remark made Natasha and Yoga look at each other.

" Come here, Son .." call Papa Farhan to get Yoga closer. Yoga turned towards Mama Nabilla, Mama Natasha was nodding her head.

" I, Om ..." Yoga grabs the back of Papa Farhan's hand, which has slipped from Natasha's grasp and kisses her.

" Who are you, son?" ask Papa Farhan.

" I'm Yoga, Om ..."

A faint smile expanded on Papa Farhan's pale face. " Om happy, finally Tata wants to bring her future husband here to meet us ...."

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Author POV: Sik..Sik asik restu didapet. Gaspol Kang Ojol🤭

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