Papa To Oleander
9. True Happiness

Goslings

"So, yeah, that's it, Auntie, Om. After the nurses helped settle the bed and change Olavia's clothes, Doctor Akbar came in. Check everything. It turns out that greasy and sweet foods are more able to trigger nausea and vomiting. My sorry. I don't know about that. Because of eating the cupcake I brought Olavia so vomiting again." I just realized how true what I said was. It's all my fault.

Damn it, Angga. Why can't you do one thing right, anyway? Moreover, this has something to do with Olavia. The puja lo girl. The love of your life!

"ah! You can't say that, Ngga. Don't beat yourself up. You don't know. Auntie Om also did not know that you did not tell. We think it's important Ola wants to eat. Whatever you want to eat. Aye, right?" Aunt Yuni tried to cheer me up.

But what can I do? Green beans that want to be mashed with porridge have already become toge. I can't do anything but blame myself and feel stupid.

"Yes, Ngga. Hitherto. What matters now is that everything is in order. We are more aware of the condition of Ola. In the future we can be even more careful." Arif added.

I just nodded.

We are still inside one of the VVIP rooms of Dharmawangsa Hospital. Aunt Yuni was sitting on the edge of the bed, her face was sad, not seeming to want to be away from their only daughter. While Om Arif was sitting in the chair opposite the table on my left with an expression that I could understand. Both of them must be busy digesting what happened. The pregnancy of Olavia, the absence of the father of this baby, and the health condition of the future mother. Although not too old; the age of Om Arif and Aunt Yuni I think is still sepatian with my bokap and nyokap, there in the fifties, there are in the fifties, their faces were now dyed by the weary heart murals that finally came to the surface.

It really does bring disaster that's a fucking asshole.

I quickly pushed that thought out of my head. Or, otherwise, I could be raging around in obscurity here. And I know none of us need another load of material.

Oliver's still outside. The soldier said he would drop Tote into his dog house before buying me lunch. He's been gone for almost an hour and a half. However, it's not a problem. My appetite has not returned.

And that woman of mine, she's still slumbering.

"Eh, by the way, Ngga. Oliver mentioned the nurse."

Uh-oh.

"Udah Om is the same as the head of the hospital."

Phew. Thank God.

"But, you're sure the problem is just a common misunderstanding, right? Isn't it another problem?

In addition to the nurse's frenzy and managed to make Olavia jealous of Om's intentions? "Nothing, Om. They misunderstand me. At first I didn't understand either. But, yes, I think for the sake of Olavia's convenience, right. That's why I told Oliver. I also do not feel good if immediately take action alone, do not tell the family first." I explained by avoiding parts that I felt were unnecessary for Olavian parents to know.

"Ah, you are like a distant person, Ngga," said Aunt Yuni.

Well .... I really look forward to the day that Olavia and I formed our own family. I amiin-kan the implied meaning of the sentence Aunt Yuni in the heart.

Yeah, God. Give this servant hope a chance to come true, will you? Thank you very much, Lord. Aamiins.

Ola

I woke up and my room was like someone was turning it into a flower garden. Pot-pots containing beautiful and fragrant bouquets fill every surface. The coffee table in front of the sofa, the bedside table, also the table between the two chairs beside my bed. Some, who were rather large in size, even stood lined up on the wall.

"Are you awake, honey?" Mama's voice was captured by a hearing device.

I looked to the right. Mom just came out of the bathroom. "He-eh" I replied. The throat feels so dry and itchy. "Ma, I'm gonna have a drink."

"Wait, Mama get it." Mama then rushed to get a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator.

Oh, my God. How delicious it feels when the cold water slides along the esophageal pipe which is also battered and irritation is finished by acidic liquid from the stomach that rises with food during reflux earlier. "Thank you, Mama." I said it after a few times.

"You hungry? Want nyamil? This is your brother buying a lot of biscuits and fruits. Doctor Akbar advanin you eat a lot with small portions first, before strong to eat big. Continues to reduce sweet and oily foods."

I looked for my cupcake box and frowned when I could not find what I was looking for. Don't tell me that Angga really gave it to Ners that flirtatious shit.

"Ih, you." Mama's running my nose. "Nyariin's cupcake box for sure. Don't you?"

I just grimace while grimacing.

"That's it, right there." Mama nodded towards the small refrigerator that dominated the bottom of the table beside the bed. "Mom put it in the refrigerator. Let Mama spend it."

Now it's my turn to nod.

Mama immediately handed me a pack of Tummy Yogurt Bar. "Eat this first, yes. If nausea and vomiting are not severe again, later you can eat cupcake as much. Oh, aye. Burger same cheese fries is also set first. Okay well? Oil."

Immediately my hand hung in the air hearing Mama's statement. "Lho's? Mama know where?"

The mother, who was not busy pacing back and forth, sat next to me, by the bed. "Know what, hm? You know you eat that almost every day, right?"

I chewed a lime-flavored snack with a chewy texture and crunchy it with a little more ferocious. "This must be the perfect Angga, right?"

The woman who gave birth to me and Bang Oli laughed instead. Then, after her laughter subsided, Mama looked at me in a way that made me feel overwhelmed and shook her head while smiling. "Mom don't know what happened between you. But, Mama believes that Angga's intentions are good, dear. Maybe it's the way that's not right or not in accordance with your wishes."

Mama in Kalakian grabbed my free hand. "Whatever it is, forgive me. Yea? Not only because he deserves to be forgiven, but also because you deserve to live free from the resentment that binds your heart. Let the pain go, Sweetie, or you will never find the true happiness."

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