The way I love you
186 Caring
Friday afternoon they returned to the village. Bringing many needs. Fio wanted to come along, because he wanted to see the mother of his best friend.
"Don't bother there!" said Arya ketus.
"Yes, yeah. Onion."
Clara is also present, while Aila, Sheila, Felix and Steve are overseas.
This time Dhea was determined to take care of her mother while she was there. He who used to read medical books, was suspicious about his mother's illness, but he did not want to guess.
There were several cars involved. Carry the need there. Erza has given a report that the renovation of bu wati's house has been completed. Not fancy, but much better than the previous one.
The heavy rain made their journey slightly stifled.
They arrived there at ten in the night.
"You eat first, aunt has prepared food for you. After that, rest."
There are three rooms made. One room for Bu Wati, one room for Dhea, Clara and Fio. More rooms for Vean, Arya and Juna.
The next morning
This time they could pay attention to the condition of this house. Dhea went straight into Wati's room, washing her body with a small towel and warm water.
Dhea had prepared clothes for the woman who gave birth to her. Fio looked at Bu Wati's condition, but said nothing.
Dhea also makes porridge with fine vegetables. He did everything himself, without wanting to be helped by anyone. Whether or not Bu Wati was his mother, Dhea did not want to waste the opportunity. Not wanting to regret for the rest of his life.
Outside the house
"Did you find anything?"
"Nothing, Sir. Nothing I got."
Before renovating this place, Vean did tell his men to store items that could roughly give clues about Dhea's father.
But it turns out there's nothing at all. There were no men's clothes there, either old clothes.
"I've been looking for information to the neighbors around."
"We've asked—not blatantly—but still not getting any information, sir."
"Yes already."
There is at least one clue, namely Bu Wati. Vean can get people to find out about Bu Wati's life first. For example, wherever Wati ma'am has gone, anyone who became his friend, or maybe a lover. Where he once worked.
Vean saw the situation in this village. There are several stage houses, both of which are concerning, as well which are quite good. There is also a permanent home.
The ones in this place, other than the parents, there were only children. Maybe the young men are moving into the city.
But there are also those who—Vean do not want to think bad—look suspicious.
Dhea tidied things up for Ms. Wati. Open the windows wide for fresh air and lighting to enter.
"Which other is going where?"
"That's it, outside."
Unused items have been thrown away. This place is now more suitable for use. Dhea also brought plants from the city, which are now being planted.
"What kind of medicine do you usually take, Auntie?"
"Usually I only give traditional drinks, for his endurance."
"Yes, thank you, you have brought a wheelchair," continued Ms. Ana.
"Yes, Tan. I thank you, because Auntie's taking care of mom."
Ma Ana cooks with Dhea and Clara, while Fio watches. Not that he did not want to help, but he had been warned with Juna, if it makes a mess later left here alone. If you need to throw it into the forest.