Love Conspiracy
Wish it was okay
When he first saw Austin's gaze, Yoshi seemed to understand where the man was talking, but wanted to hear it himself because it would be even more painful if he didn't know anything like an idiot.
"Honey," whispered Asmita Cempaka who is now covered in tears because she could not bear to see her son who seemed to have guessed everything.
Yoshi did not take his eyes off the man who nodded his head and walked over.
While Austin, who is currently on the left side of Yoshi plans to tell the truth.
"I came all the way here other than wanting to meet you, but there is a main purpose. I want to tell you about Diandra and you should be able to accept it."
Those words should sound like the imposition of will on his son, in fact Asmita Cempaka wanted to get angry, but again the voice of his son's baritone was heard.
"News .. story!" Yoshi now couldn't wait to hear everything. He knew that what he was going to hear was not good news for him.
Feeling that this is the right time to tell everything, Austin is now opening his voice. "Diandra and I are married."
Austin deliberately said briefly because he wanted to see the facial expression of the man who was known to love his wife very much. However, he did not see a face full of wrath or anger.
It was even very flat and he could not read what Yoshi was thinking. Whether it was angry, shocked, or accepting, but there was absolutely no expression whatsoever.
"Why are you silent? Are you mad at me for taking Diandra away from you?" Austin is even happy when Yoshi is angry at him for the fact that he wants Diandra and does not allow other men to have the woman he loves.
"You better go now! Hasn't your goal of hurting my son been achieved?" the circus of Asmita Cempaka is currently filled with anger and affection for her son.
Meanwhile, Yoshi who already knows everything, such as losing energy and his body weakens. Let alone sound, chest feels tight like difficulty breathing.
Wanting to chase until he could return, but self-conscious it would not be possible because what happened now was just a helpless man who could only lie on his back on the treatment bed.
Even to speak is very difficult and thinking must also rotate the brain and end with pain in the head. At that time Yoshi wanted to raise his hand, but there seemed to be no more energy. Finally could only nod slowly in response.
Austin, who was still standing in his place, was back to talking about something forgotten. "I'm sorry I married Diandra. We love each other and I hope you get well soon, so that you can go back to what you used to."
"I just don't want you to still think Diandra is your wife and hope to be together again. Until ever, Diandra is my wife forever. We are bound by soul mate and destiny. You can go back to being a great Yoshi by following all the doctor's orders."
Austin who had not had time to reply to the insults from the middle-aged woman never seemed to make a mistake. Though still remember very well how the woman screamed in front of the room while insulting Diandra who experienced amnesia.
The thing that would never be done was to insult Diandra who was considered an unlucky carrier woman at the time of the accident. Yoshi is the one driving.
The woman who always felt the most righteous and Diandra was a bad person. He wants to retort and bring it up, but is undone because his goal is to come to the hospital only to make Yoshi aware of his status which is not Diandra's husband anymore.
"You better ask your mama, how can I marry Diandra. Your mama knows how it all started." Deliberately uttering an ambiguous sentence and patting Yoshi's long legs.
"Take care of yourself and get well quickly. I'm leaving" Austin said, without looking at the middle-aged woman and knowing that she was confused to say she had filed for divorce when her son was unconscious.
'I have to do this to protect my household so you don't keep thinking that Diandra is still your wife, Yoshi. I hope you're okay because here there are a lot of medics and advanced technology that will cure you, ' murmured Austin who had stepped out of the treatment room.
To be continued...