Love That (No) Blind
Part 4-2: Mother's Rest is Everything (POV Agam)

[Games]

I heard something through his hearing aid. Something light but thin, stacked but not much, like a piece of paper stacked on another sheet of paper. Is that a cooperation letter?

“Raka?,” guess Agam.

“Wah, great! The ability of SH 3.2 is increasingly extraordinary. Such a small sound can be heard.”

Raka is the most flexible when it comes to praising people.

But indeed the hearing aid made by Agam itself is indeed every time upgraded to be able to capture the slightest sound. Being blind means that the ear must also be always vigilant, or .. someone will stab you in the back.

“Have been delivered home?,” asked Agam from behind his desk.

“Already, already, but earlier he said he stopped by the cake shop for a while to buy donuts. After that, the driver delivered to the hospital,” said Raka gave his report, as usual.

Agam played his fingers as his head recalled all the talk of him and the girl. The girl named Ashara.

#****flashback_on****#

“I want there to be an addition in this agreement,” Ashara said moments after he fell silent reading the contents of the agreement.

“What do you want?”

“No excessive physical contact for away from people's view. I don't mind if I have to act to convince everyone, but behind that should be no longer necessary, right?”

“And that also means, no sexual intercourse.” The girl closed her explanation with a statement that surprised her enough, Raka too. Because he had heard her stifled coughing voice.

A brave girl.

Agam raised his arm, giving a sign to Raka who was beside him to do what he wanted.

“Good, Sir,” replied Raka briefly. He knows what he has to do.

“Only that,” close Ashara.

“And don't forget,” connect Agam. “If you break this agreement, I will cancel all your mother's treatment. And you have to pay the compensation ten times.”

“I understand.”

#****flashback_off****#

“But Miss Ashara is beautiful, really. It will definitely look harmonious with Mister,” said Raka disperse her daydream. He sounds very excited.

Obviously Raka is excited, getting married is the big idea.

In order for Agam to return to Indonesia safely, he needs to get married.

A wife has the right to manage her husband's life, Raka said as she explained her plan in a fiery manner.

Agam wanted to reject it, but what Raka said was also not wrong.

Agam had a reason why he chose Ashara as his wife. Agam had already investigated it before he decided. The girl is the complete package.

But the main thing is that Ashara will never betray him. Because Agam already holds his weakness, namely his mother. The girl definitely didn't want anything to happen to her mother. Because for him, his mother's treatment was mainly.

Agam is sure, Ashara is the right choice for his plan.

Nope. Not Ashara .. but Sara.

#flashback_on#

“So ... What should I call after this?,” ask the girl before she will leave. The way he spoke was no longer as I was. He already used the words ‘aku’ and ‘kamu’ on the talk of the two of them.

“I must have a nickname so that everyone can see we are in love.”

He's correct. Married people must have a call dear.

“Terasu. They usually call me Agam,” he replied.

Silent. There's no response. Is he laughing?

“Mas Agam ... I will call with Mas Agam.”

Hhmm .. not bad.

“Sara,” continue the girl again. “Call me Sara. The rest is up to you.”

Sarah ...

“Then I go home first,” says Sara.

But then, Agam remembered something.

“Wait ... What kind of wedding do you want? Although this is just pretend, but I will grant it as you wish.”

Is correct. He had to be in a situation like this. At least, for that one, he had the right to choose.

“Marriage certificate is enough. In 2 years we will be divorced, ” he replied.

Briefest. But explain enough.

“And, I asked for help, to formally ask my mother. I'm sure he'll give you his blessing. No need for a fancy proposal, just .. just meet my mom, and ask nicely. Although not a fancy thing, I want my mother to be respected by her daughter-in-law. Can it?”

“OK. I'll do it.”

#flashback_off#

Agam felt the grip of the wheelchair, pressing the screen on the wheelchair handle until the wheelchair itself moved closer to Raka who was standing in front of her desk.

“Prepare everything. Give it your best. I can only give it as my gratitude to him for agreeing to this agreement,” he said giving the order to Raka.

“Siap, Sir. Immediately carry out,” sumringah replied.