
Linga and Galuh headed to the hospital intentionally on foot. They left cars around the boarding house.
The phallus tightly grasps the wife's hand as if afraid if it comes apart. Galuh himself seemed comfortable in the grasp of her husband.
"So Brother has sent a workshop person to service the car at Bang's house?", asked Galuh.
"Udah! It turned out that the tires of the car mang Salim also deflated!", said Lingga smiling as he shook his head.
"Keep not so dong love the salaries of children?", asked Galuh again.
"Udah, mang Salim anterin mother use a motor!", said Lingga relaxed. She pulled her husband's arm until he stopped.
"Why Yang?", asked Lingga who wondered why his wife stopped their steps.
"Mang Salim and mother, the motorbike bells are both like that?", Galuh asked in surprise.
"Human? Who are you two, who else? Bik Mumun?", asked Lingga furrowing his brows.
"Aren't they in the cold war?"
"Hehehe where there is a cold war Yang. There is also an inner war, not yet aware of their feelings each time!", said Lingga while holding his wife to return to walk.
"Bang, but I'm not young anymore! Mother said that...! Are you in love again? He said mah has not been able to escape the late father until now!", said Galuh. The phallus chuckles slowly.
"In her the sea can be plumbed, in her heart who knows?"
"Yes, bang! But...Are you sure that the mother of tea does not clap one hand? If it's like mom!"
"Yes, we'll find out later. Brother thought.mang Salim was not the type of person who confidently revealed something. From what you know!", said Lingga.
Galuh nodded slowly.
Without being aware of both, the couple is being noticed by several different people of course.
The Aryan men intended to protect the couple and Judis' men certainly had bad intentions on them.
Linga and Galuh seemed to laugh all the way to the hospital. They are waiting for the green light to turn red so they can cross to the hospital.
After making sure the lights are red, Lingga and Galuh also crossed. But suddenly some two-wheeled vehicles without numbered police speed until suddenly a group of Aryan people forcefully pulled Lingga and Galuh.
The roar of big motorcycles without numbers passed through a couple and some Aryans who protect the couple. Not to forget also some pedestrians behind the same Lingga in shock.
The atmosphere grew increasingly boisterous as the lights returned green. Quickly the Aryans crossed the Linga and other pedestrians.
"Thank you sir!", Lingga represents the people who crossed with him.
The people with scary faces and strong stature did not forget the tattoo that was enough to seize the attention of the person also nodded at a glance at the Linga after they were all in security.
Yes, Lingga and other pedestrians are still quite surprised by the brutal action of riders who do not know the rules.
"You have nothing?", asked Lingga to his wife because she felt the incident had happened so quickly. Moreover, the big guys were reflex to pull himself also Galuh rid himself to the edge of the speed of the speeding motor.
"Neverything bang, just my wound a little sore. Maybe because the reflex was moving fast Bang."
"What are the people who help us who have hurt you?", asked Lingga in panic.
"Ngga. He didn't mean to hurt me. He saved us, right? I can't imagine that we were victims of those speeding Bang. Thank God, we are all still given salvation!" said Galuh.
Linga sighed slowly. He admitted that what his wife said was true. Of course they only intend to help Galuh and do not know if his wife has not been completed in the operation.
But Lingga also could not imagine a worse event if the people did not help him and Galuh.
Linga was quite surprised, from where the people suddenly appeared to save himself and Galuh even though it happened very quickly.
And as if the incident was an accident considering the pedestrian in front of Lingga seemed to open the main target! Whyyy???
If he was a bad rider, wouldn't he bulldoze everything in front of him? But the purpose why just him and Galuh?
"Bang?", call Galuh.
"Eh, yes, dear. Big brother yes, rather than pain in the foot."
"Don't bang, shame. After all, we will soon arrive!", Galuh said in a pushy voice. The phallus is unable to say anything more if the wife's request has been so.
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[Astaghfirullah, how come? But they're okay, right?]
[....]
[Alhamdulillah, sir Arya know?]
[....]
[Please be more vigilant next time!]
[....]
"The coffee is mang!", cried Mumun.
"Nyak bik Mumun!", he said.
[Yes, thank you. Please take care of them!]
[....]
The man put his phone back in his pants pocket. He also approached the coffee that had been provided by Mumun a few seconds ago.
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The couple is now in a black car belonging to a million people. The car was an office inventory, but Arya chose the car to be brought to the village.
"Slow down Pa! We both enjoyed this trip. Think of it as an umpteenth honeymoon!", said Gita breaking the silence.
Unmitigated, they did not see anywhere to attack. Even in crowded places like in front of the hospital.
Unfortunately, Arya keeps her own thoughts so that the wife does not come to mind. Gita looks very happy when they go to the village. Arya could not bear to see the lover of her heart think about it.
Salim has also reported that his new home is ready for habitation. So when they arrive later, they don't have to wait in the clean up first.
"Pa!"
"Heum?", murmured Arya.
"Mom can ask, but.mama hope papa isn't angry!"
"What?"
"Papa kekeh once wanted a daughter-in-law who was worth us."
Gita did not continue to ask when she heard her husband sigh slowly.
"I'm sorry papa's attitude first Ma. Mom asked like that!"
Gita looked at her husband.
"Mama knows, papa was born from the womb of an art who was forced to become the second wife of Pandu Winanta Putra!"
Gita does not answer her husband's words but still looks after Arya.
"Papa used to say that we should have a son-in-law who is equal to us. Vanes!"
Gita breathed a heavy sigh.
"Mama knows for herself what her son Pandu's treatment is. Especially that Yudishthira!"
"Is it because of papa's heartache?", asked Gita. Arya nodded too.
"Papa thought, when marrying our children to people of the same nature, they would stop bothering papa. in fact, the bullyan still remains the same."
"But now papa has really accepted Galuh right Pa?", asked Gita again.
"Of course Ma!", said Arya firmly.
"While you know exactly what Galuh's background looks like?"
Arya turned towards his wife.
"Actually in the little heart of papa, since long ago papa never compared where Galuh's origin and background. It's just.papa was afraid.takut papa will be too fond of our little daughter-in-law Ma. Papa is afraid of your affection later.it will make you feel lost if one day.he goes."
Arya squeezed the steering wheel firmly.
"Mama knows what papa's fear looks like when he sees mama in pain because of the disease right?", Arya turned to his wife who nodded thinly.
"But, Galuh strong boy pa. He'll be fine! Forgive me for cornering you!", Gita rubbed the back of her husband's hand.
Arya smiled faintly.
"First, papa was so evil and so arrogant huh Ma?", Arya turned her head to the side.
"Maybe it's not really pa, only we're less accepting of papa's good intentions!" said Gita.
"Looking at Sham, papa seems to see papa's childhood. But. at least Syam is more fortunate because he is with people who love him. Enough papa who has ever felt the painful thing, there should be no other Arya-arya. Papa was grateful, Syam was finally recognized by his family."
"Papa is involved in this!" said Gita slowly.
"I'm sorry, Mom! Maybe.. as an older sister, mama must have felt the disappointment of Helen. But, papa was sure Helen would be able to accept all of this. She is a gentle and kind woman. Like mama!", praise Arya.
Gita's lips twitched, I don't know how long she hadn't heard the simple compliment from her husband.
"If you want to smile, smile, don't put up! If you want, we can turn to one of the hotels near here!", Arya said expressionlessly.
Gita knitted her eyebrows together and looked at her husband in surprise.
"There's no correlation with holding the same smile at the hotel, right Pa?", asked Gita.
"There's nothing at all."
"Keep, why are we going to the hotel?", asked Gita.
There was only a sigh from the dashing man who was almost sixty years old. Maybe even his face doesn't show if he's that old.
"There will be papa gout! Remember the age of Pa!", said Gita. Arya turned quickly towards his wife.
"Does you remember Ma's age, what's wrong with taking a break to the hotel? Papa wants to straighten his back because papa self-conscious already aged!", said Arya.
Gita folded her lips inwardly holding back the laughter.
"Don't mom want a honeymoon?Why not?", asked Arya with her flat face.
"Ishhhhh, where there is rich so pa, we are old!", said Gita embarrassed.
Arya actually turned her car towards the hotel. Gita gaped in disbelief.
"We take a break at the hotel first Ma, maybe we who are old need a new atmosphere to remember our youth first!", Arya invited to Gita.
Gita could not hold her smile anymore. Her husband often shows her flat face, but maybe she is the only woman who is the material of romance of an Aryan.
To be honest in Arya's heart, she wants to get to her daughter-in-law's town soon. But he can't be selfish, when else can he spend time with his wife??? Because... has been ascertained, after in the village there his attention will be seized by two children. Ganesh and Arsham!
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