Papa To Oleander
16. Just In Case

Goslings

No one but me, the old owner of the house, and the realtor knew I had my own house ten minutes away from Oliver and Olavia's parents. A house that, if God and destiny bless, I will make a surprise on our wedding day. So, even though the future of my relationship and the love of my life is still a deep gray now, I don't want to ruin the possibilities. I don't want to jinx.

Oliver then laughed bitterly, inevitably could immediately find the shrimp behind the stone. "Heh. Lagak. Just in case, huh?" said. I can imagine how he looks now. How big is the angle of the slope of his lips that are good at poking at me.

However, it is undeniable, I feel .. relieved because we have returned as before. Damn. Life is pretty good.

Olavia is better. I get to meet and chat with my adored woman almost every day. My friendship with Oliver can be saved. My parents also look and sound very happy the same cruise ship trip that they are enjoying fitting our videocall-an yesterday.

Thank you very much, God is Most Merciful and Most Merciful.

"Don't push just in case, deh, lo, Kunyuk. Go straight to the house if so. No need to find a hotel. I'm sure your old room hasn't been converted into a warehouse just as Nyokap."

The Shucks were just kidding. I know for sure about this because the Arifin family does not need an additional warehouse when they have a separate building from the main house that they make as a storage area for unused items before the auction. "Lo's camper! Huh, ah. I'll see you at home."

"Yo'i."

"Eh, but–"

The connection was cut off before I finished my sentence. At the last moment, suddenly a thought appeared. What if Olavia didn't want me there when she had that conversation with her family?

The right? I'm not nobody. I'm just his brother's best friend. I obviously have no right to speak.

So what am I supposed to do?

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In the end, I decided to come to the Arifin family home. I estimated the time of Oliver's arrival and I also left at that hour from my house.

However, it turns out my estimate missed far, far away because I came in when the conversation started to heat up inside. I can even hear voices from the foyer.

"Then let Mama come with you. Let Mama stay in your apartment. So there is something you can do when you are at home. There are people eating too. Which reminds you to take vitamins and all sorts. Yea?"

"But you're like this again, Sweetie. How can Mama and Papa take a quiet vacation if you're still sick like this?"

"But, Ola, right, it's better, Ma. You're not sick and vomiting anymore, are you? Ready to do some more activity. Mama and Papa know that Ola can at least sit quietly at home. Ola must maintain the trust of Ola's office clients, Ma. Pa!"

My steps are slowing down. Doubt returned. ****. What am I supposed to do, huh, God?

A foot that keeps moving even if it slows down may be God's answer to me. Be I continue my journey towards the direction of the sound I guessed from the middle room.

"Careback, baby girl. Calm down, okay?" This time it was Om Arif's heavy sound that was bouncing on the walls of the room. "Your mom's just worried about you and your baby, Sweetheart. There's no need to raise your voice to your mother like that."

"Sorry, Mom. But, Pa ...."

My foot stops between the foyer and the living room where it is now being made a crime scene by its owner. I peeked over the wall, trying to get an idea of what the atmosphere was like.

Among the four parents and the child, only Olavia stood up and was in a rather aggressive position. Om Arif and Aunt Yuni were sitting on the sofa opposite the coffee table. While Oliver sits on the couch to the right of my adored woman. However, still the position of the three with the body sitting on the edge of the chair and leaning forward shows that they are equally tense. However, trying not to be too conspicuous as it did not want to encourage Olavia to be even more aggressive.

Well ... the time I set aside to be the quietest and the most broody while on campus paid off already. Because I am used to observing, I do not need to take special classes about body language to be able to understand the attitude of others.

"Lala, come on. Try to hear what Papa and Mama are saying. We just want the best for you. You're not alone anymore, La. You have a responsibility. Therefore you can not make decisions carelessly anymore. You have to consider both the good and the bad. Because, let's face it, what you do will affect the child in the lo's womb."

After hearing Oliver's explanation, my adored woman sat down. His body was instantly lethargic. All the fighting spirit, stubbornness, and aggressiveness that was inside him suddenly disappeared, to the outside of the body that had returned contained and healthy.

"Pa, Ma, please. I can go back to Jakarta again. Ola promises to keep eating, taking vitamins, not too busy. Ola promise Ola will be fine. Please, please, please. Yesterday Mama said that Mama and Papa always try to respect and trust Ola's decision as a mature individual, right? Now, Ola asks Mama and Papa to prove what you said. And Ola will prove that now Ola can also be a responsible adult."

Okay, then. Thats enough. I am not strong if I have to listen to the sobs and cries of the love of my life daei behind this wall any longer. This time I took a quick and big step, intending to arrive as soon as possible next to my adored woman and wrap her in the arms. "Hey, baby. It's okay. It's okay. Sh. It's okay. Sh. Sh. I'm here."

The shaking from the sobs and cries suddenly stopped. Olavia immediately pulled her body from my pagutan and looked up. When her red, watery eyes met mine, her eyebrows furrowed. "Anga?"

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