
"Safira, why are you here, son?" Cantika squinted her forehead, seeing Sapphira who suddenly appeared at her house in working hours like this.
Safira looks nervous about getting a question from Cantika. Her nervousness was evident from her biting her lips and squeezing both her hands.
"Hmm .. emmm .. gini, Tan, I want to see the state of Cakra" said Safira nervously.
"Cakras? what happened to the kid?" muttered Cantika who was really confused by the words of the mother woman of her two grandchildren.
"Say Arend him __"
"Safira, why are you here?" suddenly Cakra appears by sitting in a wheelchair.
Safira stared at the direction of the sound. The woman was shocked, not expecting that her legs could be as severe as that. Not only Safira was shocked, Cantika was no less surprised by Safira. Not only was the woman shocked, she was also confused to see Cakra who 10 minutes ago had just returned from the office and still looked okay suddenly now was on a wheelchair.
"Your chakras ...." Cantika did not ask, seeing the signal from her son's eyes. Luckily Cantika could immediately understand the intent of the code given by Cakra.
"Help he quickly came home from the office, this child's base," Cantika whispered to herself.
"Your chakras can be here, son. You should rest in the room." Cantika who is an expert in acting directly practices her acting talent in front of Safira. Meanwhile, Cakra heaved a sigh of relief, as his charade was not revealed. Luckily, Arend contacted her and told her that Safira was on her way to her house, so she could make all the preparations.
"Why is it so bad? it doesn't really make sense. Just gonna kick the car door?" murmured Safira, feeling some awkwardness.
"My car is not a cheap car, but an expensive car. The door was made of a different material than an ordinary car, so it was very hard. Had I not been forgotten and had to go home with my feet forced, it might not have been this severe" said Cakra who deliberately dramatized the situation.
Sapphira lowered her head, believing just like that with Cakra's words. Even today, the woman was enveloped by guilt and unease for Cantika.
"Sorry!" hisses wirih.
"Why didn't you come out last night? how much do you hate me until you __"
"It's not so! last night I was forgetful because I was too hungry, so I ate it so I could forget you," Safira immediately interrupted Cakra's words, so that the man would not misunderstand.
"Oh, so! do you think I'm not hungry either?" Cakra was still pretending to put on his upset face.
" Yes, Sorry!" safira said pursing her lips, "then what do I need to do as my apology?" the woman returned.
Cakra did not immediately reply, he pretended like he was thinking. Want him to say that all Safira can do is to be willing to marry her. However, he did not want Safira to consider himself taking the opportunity
"Hmm, I want you to take care of me until I can walk again," Cakra finally broke.
Safira raised her eyes, gasping in shock at Cakra's request which she thought was very detrimental to her. Meanwhile Cantika smiled faintly at the charade of her son.
"Yes, if you don't want to, I won't force you. You can go home now!" Cakra deliberately turned his wheelchair back to Sapphira and got ready to leave.
"Hmm, it's not that I don't want to, but you know for yourself that I have to work at Alena's restaurant. So there's no way I can take care of you all day." Safira chirped, before the man actually left.
"For that matter, it can be discussed with Alena later. Just say that you just want to give an excuse, so you can not take care of me," said Cakra who still remains in a position to turn his back on Safira.
"It's not like that! if I don't work, how will I be able to feed my children?"
Cakra suddenly turned back his wheelchair, hearing the words that had just been thrown from the mouth of Sapphira, who seemed to disrespect himself as the father of Ivan and Ian.
"What do you mean talk like that? do you think they're just important to you and I'm not? do you think I'm going to hands off their survival? how low am I in your mind?" Cakra's gaze looked very sharp and the jaw hardened looking towards Sapphira.
"Jeez, how come this is the response?" inward Sapphira, riled. Though the woman, just wanted to lure Cakra to come back asking him to marry her. Because he felt the prestige to say that he was actually willing to marry the man in front of him for the sake of their children.
"Why do you speak like that, Sapphira. Auntie was also disappointed with your words. It seems you think that we will just take our hands off Ivan and Ian," Cantika opened her voice with a disappointed look.
"Bu-not like that, Tan. I didn't mean to talk like that. It's just me ...."
"What are you all about?" urgently Cantika could not wait to see Sapphira hanging her words.
"Alright, I want to take care of you until you recover, Cakra," Safira deliberately switched the conversation.
"Don't switch the conversation, Fira! continue with your sentence. What are you?" The chakras reopen the sound.
"Hmm it's okay! I just mis-spoke. It was probably because I was used to fighting on my own, from conceiving them until they were born, so I almost forgot that they both had this family. Forgive my words, Tan, Cakra." said Safira, lowering his head.
"Then we should get married! so you will no longer take care of them yourself." said Cakra who unfortunately only dared to say in his heart, because he was afraid of getting rejected again. Although Arend said that he tried to ask Safira again to be his wife.
But, because Arend had not been able to confirm that Safira had changed his mind, Somehow, he still hesitated a little to ask Safira to marry him.
"Hmm, yeah then. I want to break into the room first," Cakra turned his body again, and was about to pass away. Sapphira suddenly took the initiative to push the Cakra wheelchair to make the man's lips slightly curved upwards, smiling faintly.
"As long as you take care of me, I will try to make you feel comfortable with me, only then will I say again my intention to marry you," the real inner Cakra is getting here, the more, his intention was to make Sapphira his wife even bigger. Not just want to be responsible, but there seems to be something bigger than that sense of responsibility.
Tbc
The next chapter tonight yes guys, not 1000 words yet