Not Wanting (So) the Second
Episode 36: There are Ticks

Yasmine was slightly surprised to hear that unexpected question. What was the purpose of asking that?

"No, why?" Agam is not about to marry her, is he? Not hoping, it's just that Yasmine was thinking everywhere because of that sudden question.

"Actually..." Agam took a pause. He thought, instead of using a way that could harm Yasmine and her child, why not be honest?

Yasmine's breath was stuck in the esophagus, hearing Agam's word. "I don't want to be your wife..!" said reproaching.

Agam immediately turned his head cynically to the back, "Areally who would want to marry you?"

"Then what? Your words gave me goosebumps. I don't want to betray Miss Nisha. If you have such thoughts throw it away. I'm not gonna be your wife."

"You think I want to hurt my wife and marry an organism like you? You're the one who has to throw your mind away!" firmly Agam widened, it could-can the troublemaking girl had a stray mind. I don't know what his brain is made of.

"Listen to me" continued Agam.

"My mother had a narrow and disheveled mind. He kept asking me to marry you, because you could give him a descendant. I rejected him, but he wouldn't listen, and say this for your own good. If you refuse to go straight to my mother, it seems like she will understand. Tell me you have a lover, and you don't want to marry me."

"I don't want to!" yasmine said scowling. Who would want to marry that sharp-mouthed man.

"If he later offends this conversation, refuse outright. I don't want my house with Nisha to fall apart. You understand, right?" Agam breathed a sigh of relief because he could say this directly.

Why didn't he just act like this from yesterday? He holds too much grudge against Yasmine, so he wants to defame her. In the end he even hit his sap.

"If he forced how?" yasmine asked confusedly.

"Then you want to even if you have to?" lirih Agam pressed his jaw, why was the girl so weak. No matter what happens, he just has to refuse.

"No..! I mean logically, is there a guy who let his girlfriend conceive another boy?"

It's impossible for Ambar to believe that. Yasmine doesn't want to reason without solid evidence. Moreover, Ambar told them to get married on the grounds, so that Yasmine's future remains intact. If there really was a man who would marry her, she would bring him to Ambar.

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Then they both went home. In the living room, Nisha was reading a magazine. He closes his magazine when he sees Agam and Yasmine go down together.

"Remember, don't say anything." Agam whispered with the slightest lip movement possible. Yasmine nodded as well.

That secret interaction made Nisha slightly furrow her brows. What did Agam say? Until Yasmine looked nervous as if hiding something.

"Where are you from?" tanya Nisha leaned shoulder to door leaf. The magazine in his hand was involuntarily clasped firmly. It's only natural that Nisha is jealous, right? Especially since the words of his in-laws, who said that Yasmine was more worthy of being Agam's companion.

"So we met on the street, so I took him along." replied Agam as he put his shoes on the shelf.

"Where's your motor?" ask Nisha to Yasmine. He knew that the girl was saying goodbye to the contract with her motorcycle. After all, Yasmine's contract was not in the same direction as Kasih Ibu hospital.

"At..." Yasmine was about to speak, but was cut off by Agam.

"The motor is leaking, I've got people taking care of it." Again Agam answered, but the question was for Yasmine.

"ohh," Nisha smiled faintly. So many questions popped his mind. But he brushed it off. He believed that Yasmine and Agam could not betray his trust.

Agam walked towards the room, and Nisha followed. She would prepare warm water for her husband to take a bath. Tired of working all day must make the muscles stiff.

Upon arrival in the room, Agam took off all his clothes. It feels so hot. He wants to quickly flutter under the shower.

"What's your hand, Mom?" Nisha took the husband's arm, and noticed the fading red line.

"uh uh..? Yes, why..?" Pretending not to know. To reason this man is indeed very lousy.

Agam kissed Nisha's forehead gently, "I take a bath first.." the sweet smile he gave, making Nisha's heart return serene from all presumptions.

Nisha returned the smile, while fixing Agam's clothes into the laundry basket. While reaching into her pants pocket, Nisha finds the keys to the bike there.

"Mas, is this Yasmine's motor key?"

"Yes, baby." answered Agam from the bathroom.

"Why not return it?" exclaimed Nisha, her husband may have forgotten.

"Let's just, I'm holding him."

"Why..?" Nisha thinks her husband's actions will make Yasmine uncomfortable.

"So he doesn't run around." Agam explained, after all he needs to give the key to his man, to bring Yasmine's motorbike here.

Nisha looked at the key of the motor. So what exactly happened? Yasmine's motor is leaking, but the key is even carried by Agam?

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Yasmine just finished her shower. It felt very fresh after running around chasing Agam who was surrounded by police. He laid his body on the bed.

"uuhh. The mattress here is truly heavenly." he murmured wriggling favourably.

tok.tokm...

"Sister.." call Lukka from the room door.

Yasmine turned her body towards the door. "What..? Come inside."

The big boy ran small with something hidden behind his back. "Guess what, Lukka brought what?"

"Fried meatballs?" yasmine's face was already sparkling at the thought of food.

"no..." Lukka took out a pair of necklaces, whose pendants were made from small snail shells.

"wahho.. What's that..?" yasmine's eyeballs moved following the swaying pendant.

"So at school Lukka made a craft, so Lukka made these two." He wears hers, then hands one to Yasmine.

"It's pretty..." Yasmine happily accepted the eye-sensation. The shape is very unique.

"Will Lukka wear it?"

"Can..." Yasmine gives the necklace again to Lukka.

The big boy advanced a little and flicked Yasmine's still damp hair. But somehow, when he saw Yasmine's nape he instead remembered the incident yesterday, when Yasmine's clothes were opened by him. He backed off and removed the necklace.

"Why...?" Yasmine was surprised, because the look on Lukka's face suddenly changed.

"that's. Brother's hair has nails" said Lukka, then ran out of the room. He was really nervous and couldn't help himself.

"huhhhh...??" Yasmine instantly took the comb and hairdryer, to bake the lice Lukka mentioned.

"Where did I get the fleas? How can? The feeling of no itching." he murmured while combing his hair at full speed.

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