The Choice of Mom
Worrying

The Marriage Chapter 8

By Sept

Early in the morning Bu Darmi already seen sumringah, how there is no prospective ghost who just came. Actually not a prospective ghost, because until now the relationship Arman and Lia also still no clarity.

"Okay, Mom. Don't bother." Arman looks awkward, when he's not. He was always comfortable there. Bu Damri's house is quiet, quiet, cool, just nice to live in, feels comfortable.

"It's just coffee" Damri said.

A moment later, Lia came out from inside her room. The girl wears jeans, a sky blue shirt and a brown leather backpack.

"Are you ready, Lia?" arman asked after sipping his coffee.

Lia nodded, then pulled the small silver suitcase. There were not many things he had brought, just a few clothes. Because this time home is also only a short time.

"Yes, let's go!" bring Arman.

Miss Damri did not take the drop, had wanted to take her but her body was tired, maybe because yesterday's event ended there was an event, finally Lia delivered just the same Arman, because Asih also had to go to college.

"I'm sorry, I can't take it" Damri said, staring at Lia and Arman.

"It's okay, ma'am," said Lia understood. Lia hugged her mother, and kissed her cheeks and hands. He had to split again for work reasons.

"Lia's leaving, Mom." Lia looks heavy.

"Yes, be careful."

"Mom, I'll say goodbye" said Arman politely to Ms. Damri. He nodded politely, if this is the case, how he does not like the figure of Arman.

"Yes, pick Lia up."

Instantly Lia immediately glanced at her mother, kok use the show titip all. Not a boyfriend, not a husband, not anything.

***

Afraid of missing the flight schedule finally early in the morning they both left for the airport. Arriving at the airport, they relaxed for a moment while waiting because there was still time left.

"Thank you for dropping off" said Lia.

Arman just nodded then smiled kindly as usual. Yesterday, I had to talk to Lia. After a brief pleasantry, Lia finally got ready because she was about to fly. Before leaving Arman asked something.

"Lia ..." call Arman hesitant.

"Yes." Yeah." Lia looked at the man in front of her.

"My mom asked me to get married this year" Arman said suddenly. There is no wind, there is no rain, Arman said. What does this mean? Lia squinted her eyes, then what does that have to do with her? Really Arman asked crossword.

"So?" lia said next.

"I'm giving you a chance for this matchmaking, one month. If until next month we are still like this .. maybe I will not bother you anymore," explained Arman calm but enough to create a surprising effect for his interlocutor.

Aye? Is Lia threatened? Lia until speechless.

"What do you mean by Arman?" ask Lia once more, because she still hasn't hooked up. Broadly speaking Lia understood, only she wanted Arman to speak more clearly.

"This is further not, because I am seriously looking for a wife." Arman put on a serious face, he who was always friendly, immediately turned very serious.

Glodka ...

Lia getting older. Where the plane will fly soon. He could at least think that the position was pinched. It should be thought of with a cold head, not grasa grusu as it is today. Arman really made Lia's head instantly dizzy.

"We haven't known each other, we haven't known each other for a long time" Lia replied later. Lia looking for a logical reason so as not to appear to exist.

"After marriage you will know each other" Arman said lightly. And his face is still serious.

Until Lia confused looking for the right sangahan. He does not want to buy a cat in a sack, but Arman's figure already looks clearly a good man, his family is good. Lia upset, what's the try? But don't. Just because of the insistence of people, the time he had to get married was not because of love?

Lia wants to fall in love first and then get married, gosh her head is really dizzy.

"You think I'm married for divorce?" chirp Arman who's getting pissed. Log-loh, Arman is starting to look emotional.

"It's not like that," interrupted Lia. Looks like they're gonna storm back.

"Yes, get in there. Let's see another month. Whether it changes or not, because I'm serious about relationship problems between men and women. Not young people who are filled with love and affection," said Arman.

"Jeez this guy," Lia murmured inwardly.

"Hmmm. I'm leaving first." Lia was saying goodbye, because she really had to go in, otherwise she would miss the plane.

Arman nodded, then looked at Lia's back which was getting further away. Meanwhile, Lia was muttering. He cursed, annoyed himself. Marriage is like buying vegetables at the market.

***

Bornean

Apes for Lia, a few days after returning home, he even got types. And he has to be taken to the hospital. Living alone, he set out on his own, lucky to have a neighbor who saw him pale out of the house, until finally delivered to the hospital.

Without family, without friends and without a partner. The administration of Lia herself. Until that night, she stared at the ceiling of the hospital room, smiling wryly.

Deliberately not telling the mother, afraid her mother worried. Let it be treated, at most three days out. And that night, Arman happened to be a video call. The man was shocked to see Lia wearing a hospital gown.

"Lia, where are you?"

Lia who was upset, overseas without anyone, sick conditions anyway, could only fake smile in front of the screen.

"Again sick," Lia replied briefly.

"Whose hospital stay is the same?"

Lia was silent for a long time.

"Who's guarding now?" His voice looks worried.

"Nothing," Lia replied then not staring at her phone screen.

"Lia .." call the man.

"Hem."

"Are you okay?" ask Arman worried.

Lia then raised her face, until it appeared on camera.

"Hmmm. I'm okay!" he said pretending to smile.

Arman took a deep breath.

"What hospital?" ask the man. His face still looked worried. Because she knew that Lia was alone overseas.

"Medica Hospital" replied Lia.

"Well, keep saying what's the pain doctor?"

Arman was already like a journalist, who asked this and that many questions.

"Tipes."

"That's all?"

Lia smiled thinly.

"Mag," Lia replied later.

Again Arman took a deep breath. Arman sees the tender, tomorrow's Saturday. And he's been thinking something.

Btw, what's in Arman's head?