My Husband's Regret
part 11's. Turns out I was wrong

Arga repeatedly saw his watch, in half an hour he had to get on the plane. The man sat uneasily in his wheelchair, his eyes constantly circling around looking for Arum.

"mah, Arum knows I'm leaving today?"

Raya nodded, obviously. That night he calls Arum telling the woman that Arga is leaving this afternoon. Even Raya begs him to come, ushering in Arga's departure so that this man has the spirit to heal.

"in a moment, Mamah will call Arum."

"not necessary." Tukas Romsi. "For what Mamah kept urging Arum. Arga's already hurt him, so let Arum choose his own path."

Arga and Raya were silent. What Romzi said is true. During this time Raya too forced Arum for the good of Arga, without him knowing if the woman's heart was hurt.

With a limp Arga also grabbed Raya's hand. Smiling so grimly at him.

"i can be alone. mamah no need to come out of the country."

"but..."

"there is Yohan who will take care of everything, no need to worry." Romzi left both.

The old man seemed to still be annoyed with Arga. Disappointment is still great for his son. Romzi is not like Raya, which is so easily destroyed just see the current state of Arga.

Looking at his father's attitude, Arga was only familiar. Romzi was like that. If you are disappointed, it will be difficult to get your trust back.

On the other hand, Arum felt the same way. Restless and unable to sit quietly in his chair. Every now and then he looked out the window, the sky was very cloudy indicating that it would soon rain.

His eyes glanced at the clock that was stuck right on the wall to the left, already showing nine o'clock exactly. His heart is getting worse.

"pardon me, ma'am..." Sluggishly.

He remembered that today Arga was leaving but it felt so difficult to deliver the man's departure. Arum just does not want his heart that has begun to be arranged fragile again just because he saw the face of the glassy Arga later.

Trings...

His phone vibrated several times and the sound of incoming messages was heard.

"What should I do?" Arum Gumam.

Gio had just sent a message, taking her out of the house. Not for a walk, the man took Arum to meet his mother who was sick and was being treated in the hospital.

If he refuses Gio's invitation it is the same as choosing to stay chaotic at home. But if he does, Gio is afraid to put hope in him again. Arum felt wrong.

Trings...

The sign of the re-entry message is heard. Arum breathed a heavy sigh. Gio was really begging him, his mother wanted to meet Arum for some reason. Did the man tell his mother something or...

Arum shook his head, he did not want to think badly. He quickly returned the message. Hurry into the room, change his clothes and leave immediately.

For a moment he forgot about Arga.

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Raya cries in Romzi's arms, it feels very heavy to release Arga just like that. His condition is not fine, Arum's absence and his physical condition makes Raya very anxious about him.

Afraid that Arga would lose his mind there. What if her son tried to end his life like that time. The first time he knew if he was paralyzed and the bride-to-be ran away, added Arum who continued to refuse to return.

"let him think mature, he's not young anymore." Romzi stroked Raya's head, "we're home."

The plane that Arga was on took off an hour ago. The man left disappointed that Arum really didn't come.

Arga is afraid that when he returns Arum is already with another man. What if Arum really threw him out of his life. The fear continued to spread, making Arga break out in cold sweat.

His eyes were wide open, breathing as much oxygen as he could. His head turned and slowly his vision darkened. There were a few footsteps and noisily sounds around him, his body felt drifting the next second.

"sir, are you okay?" The sound of a girl piercing her ear drum.

And other foreign voices sounded simple. Arga heard everything but his body felt heavy to move even his eyes were difficult to open.

Apparently the excessive fear he felt resulted in unconsciousness for him. Arga can't control his emotions until it ends like this.

Arum is currently in the hospital. The woman smiled shyly as Gio's mother praised her. The woman who looked wrinkled on her face was not stopping stroking the back of Arum's hand.

"you're so pretty, son. Gio's lucky to have you." The last sentence that came from Gio's mother's lips made Arum frown.

He quickly glanced at Gio who was beside him, the man was peeling an apple.

"i. it..." Gio gurgaon. "Mom, I'd like to talk to Arum for a second."

"yes."

Arum followed Gio's steps to get out of the room. She needs an explanation as to why Gio's mother said that, as if she and Gio were having a relationship.

"i can explain." Gio.

"actually what did you tell your mother about me? why does he insist on meeting and say you're so lucky..."

Gio felt very guilty. He should have told Arum earlier, then there would be no such thing.

"i. said if you're my girlfriend."

"what?" Arum almost yelled. "are you crazy? why lie like that."

"mother is diagnosed with end-stage cervical cancer. I just want for the rest of his life to feel happiness."

"but still Gi. Why me? you..."

"forgive me. Mom kept begging me to get married. I don't know what to do, while I don't have a boyfriend."

"you can admit another girl, why should I?" Arum's upset.

Gio was ready. Why not ask him for help first.

"i beg Rum." Gio knelt before Arum, ignoring the passers-by. He just wants to make his mother happy.

"hey.what are you..."

"please Arum."

Arum stomped his feet annoyed. Why are all these guys so annoying. They always seem to be alone. Even Gio who used to be notoriously shy also likes to succumb to women can act like this.

"okay, you stand up. don't be ashamed." Said Arum in an annoyed tone.

Gio immediately got up. He smiled a little, his strategy succeeded in making Arum agree to his request. The man immediately invited Arum back inside to see his mother.

With lazy Arum also followed the steps of Gio. Why would he be stuck in such a situation. He could not feel the calmness of his life.

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