Mr. Arga's wife
S2 episode 51

Finished cleaning his body and changing clothes, Marcel immediately returned to Orin's room. He could not wait to hear more about the condition of the person he loved the most. Actually Marcel was a little uncomfortable because of wearing clothes and pants belonging to Noel let alone the difference in their bodies although not much. But it's okay for Daddy Arga to tell him to wear Noel's clothes.

Upon entering Orin's room, Marcel was made to shut up at once to see the view in front of him. Mommy Retha is sobbing in the arms of daddy Arga. Marcel felt very guilty about what happened to Orin. But everything had already happened and he himself did not want this to happen either.

"How's Doc doing?" Marcel asked the Febrian doctor. Doctor Febrian is a new doctor who handles Orin in recent years because the previous doctor is no longer working because of his age is not young anymore.

"Physically I think he's fine maybe just bruised in some places, two to three more days the bruise will also disappear. And for a scratch wound on his neck is not too dangerous because only an ordinary scratch tomorrow must be dry." Doctor Febrian sighed first before continuing his words.

"But for his psychic and his soul I don't think he's okay with remembering what he's been through before."

Marcel just silently listened as did Daddy Arga and mommy Retha. Mommy Retha seemed calmer from the start.

"For some time now, Orin has never been to my place again just to call me by message, is he okay?" Ask the Febrian doctor now they're all sitting on Orin's couch.

"He said himself if he was okay, I suggested some time ago to visit you but he said he was fine."

"I think he's okay. Give it to her later if she wakes up. I still have other business!"

Doctor Febrian was willing to settle other affairs. Daddy Arga also drove the Febrian doctor to the front of the house as a guest.

"You had dinner first Cel!" Order mommy Retha who is still sitting on the sofa. It felt like his legs were too limp to just support his weight.

"I'm not hungry yet!" Marcel replied that he was sitting next to Orin. He tightly grasped Orin's hand channeling warmth from his own hand.

"No son, you can get sick later if Orin finds out you're sick he'll be sad. Now I'll have the waiter prepare dinner here!"

Mommy Retha comes out of Orin's room to give her daughter-in-law dinner. He knows how much Marcel loves Orin and vice versa. Soon, Retha's mom returned to Orin's room, as did Daddy Arga.

"Tonight stay here!" Said Daddy Arga who is now sitting next to Orin but on the other side.

"But what dad wouldn't this look suspicious?"

"I don't think you know how Orin is doing, that girl wouldn't have thought until there if it was like this. I also don't want Orin to come to her senses and look for you she'll lose control like she used to do in the hospital."

"All right dad." Answer Marcel resigned. How else, he himself actually did not have the heart if he had to leave Orin for a long time.

Shortly thereafter several maids came with trays containing various kinds of food according to the orders of their mistress.

"Eat first Cel, Orin will be fine!" Mommy Retha's voice interrupts. He himself could not bear to see the face of Marcel who looked so sad let alone his sadness because of his own daughter.

"So does this feel like when left behind by our loved ones, Orin used to feel the same way as me!" Inner Marcel while enjoying his dinner that feels bland. He ate only to honor mommy and Daddy Arga who had prepared it.

They ate in silence, no one said a word. They all dissolve in each other's minds.

Finally the dinner was finished. Soon some servants came to clean the dirty dishes used by their employers.

Drrr...

Marcel's phone rang when he saw the number of someone who contacted him. 'Uncle Leo'. Marcel raised the call while pulling over on the balcony of Orin's room. After a long time Marcel returned to Orin's room.

"Dad Leo's uncle called me, he said that the men had been put in jail and Leo's uncle made sure that they would be in prison for the rest of their lives!"

"So actually what happened, mommy was really confused. Marcel can you tell me how this all happened?" Mommy Retha asked enthusiastically because Marcel had not mentioned what happened to Orin.

Marcel told me everything that happened to Orin. Even Mommy Retha who heard that could not help but cry. He could not imagine how their daughter was frightened. Until Marcel recounted the moment his upper arm was hit by one of them and where it made mommy Retha panic instantly.

"Try now where are your wounds?" Ask mommy Retha after Marcel finished telling her about what happened this afternoon.

"No need to worry mom, it's just a small wound." Marcel replied of course mommy Retha did not believe it just like that. After all, the wound was obtained by Marcel when he protected Orin.

"No small or large injuries. They are all equally wounded. Small wounds can also be large wounds. Now try to show me!"

Finally Marcel relented, he rolled up the long sleeves of Noel's shirt to show his wounds that had begun to turn blue.

"It doesn't hurt mom, just a regular punch wound. I used to get it too." Marcel said he didn't want to make Mommy Retha worried.

"Oh my God, are you saying this is a small wound? What if your arm breaks?" Grumpy mommy Retha even so she also continues to treat the wounds on Marcel.

"Thank you mom!" Marcel said unpleasantly as he glanced at the pouting-looking Daddy Arga. Actually he is not bad at mommy Retha himself more unpleasant at Daddy Arga who looks jealous.

"What are you saying, you're my son too so I should be worried about you!" Marcel was just silent, for a long time he did not get a touch of affection from a mother. How to get love from his mother if he is abandoned by his own mother.

"Now rest first Cel, maybe Orin won't wake up tonight. Febrian told me that he injected Orin with a sedative."

"Daddy and mommy should rest in your room, Orin let me take care of her!"

"All right!" They left Orin and Marcel in the room. Daddy Arga has complete trust in his children. Daddy Arga has always put his trust in all his children. Not without reason according to him if we press or force our will then the children will rebel later and they will also commit lies to cover it up. Unlike if we give confidence to them, they like getting a responsibility that they must fulfill.