Unconditional Marriage
Chapter 02

Mitha worked until the time showed five o'clock in the afternoon or seventeen past ten minutes. Shortly after Pram came out of his room to go home, Mitha followed from behind slowly and left some of her work after previously waving spoiled with Windy still continuing to work.

After he saw Pram and his car missing from around the office, Mitha breathed a sigh of relief and walked leisurely. Uphold indeed if you have to be a ninja with his own boss who fears him for mercy, especially should he overtime work on so many reports.

Mitha is now standing in front of the office building waiting for the taxi she has ordered from the online shuttle app, which she said, definitely not a taxi that used to drive her home because this afternoon she wanted to date first with Tama.

The man said he could not pick her up because one or two things were quite reasonable, besides Mitha never disputed the trivial, not important to him.

Tama and himself have been in a relationship for more than two years, it is certain that he knows and understands the man inside out. His nature and attitude was well known.

While now a little worried is the mother, although she has said that she will go home at night because there are extracurriculars at school followed by group work at one of the friends' houses.

Mitha was sometimes a little tired of everything she could not think of as psychology, because if not so she wanted how else, the condition of her mother did not allow her to be honest at this time.

Sometimes he thought he wanted to tell his mother about himself now, a 28-year-old woman graduated from S2 Business and Management and had worked as an employee in a multinational company.

However, the doctor who handled the mother always prevented and said that her mother's condition was not stable even worse than one year ago.

It was sad that he heard that, but what he could do, always continued to pretend to be a high school boy in a white-gray uniform who was actually already so strict.

His daydreams ran out instantly as the taxi he ordered honked several times because Mitha did not answer at all when called.

"On behalf of Paramitha?" ask the driver from the car.

"Rubber," Mitha replied gently.

"Go up Ma'am."

Mitha heeded the driver's words, then got into the car slowly. After that the car walked to a place that was in accordance with the point Mitha requested earlier.

During the trip Mitha was silent and played with her cellphone.

About 15 minutes from the online app, the shuttle stopped at a fast food restaurant that Mitha and Tama agreed to.

Mitha got out and got out of the car shortly after she tidied up and while paying the taxi fee, then she walked casually in.

Tama had previously said that he would be about 30 minutes late from the promise they had agreed. Mitha again tried to understand that, maybe her work forced her a little late, after all just 30 minutes was not a matter of meaning, both of them were adults to understand how busy their respective jobs were.

Now Mitha was already inside the restaurant, sitting in one of the chairs while playing her phone to dispel her full thoughts while waiting for Tama.

Not until 30 minutes later, Tama came carrying a red rose that he was picking from nowhere, usually the man did often take things that he thought were not worth as much.

Mitha reviewed the smile. "Where is this rose?"

"Kok from where, surely I bought dong," said Tama again.

“Not believe, you are almost like a klepto person, taking people's goods,” Mitha told Tama.

"I'm not missing, I'm not. I actually bought it, it was right at the red light there were little kids selling flowers, it cost 5000 to get two, I bought each other the remaining money parking," it was Tama who made Mitha increasingly review her smile and laugh a little.

"You bought me a rose with the rest of the parking money, 2500 rupiah again. It's like the flowers from yesterday's valentine's day scattered outside the hotel or lodging, " said Mitha put the flowers on the table.

“Here it is, whatever the price is not important, which is important sincerity and sincerity. Isn't that right, Paramitha's mother?”

"That's right, Ustaz Aditama."

After an unimportant joke, the two ordered food and drinks. Not until 15 minutes their food arrived and they also enjoyed while talking to dilute the atmosphere.

While with Tama, Mitha can sometimes laugh so loosely as if the burden of thoughts in her brain is lost and dies easily.

Although sometimes Tama has a stubborn nature and very easy emotions if he thinks he is upset, but Mitha normalizes all that, usually he is too.

After they finished eating, they decided to go home. The two walked out of the restaurant together. Tama says she will take Mitha home and wants to meet her mother.

Since the first time they dated Tama also knew how the condition of Mitha's mother who is currently sick, not her body but her mind. That's what makes Mitha have to pretend she's a high school kid. Especially now in his car Mitha was changing into a gray white uniform.

"Melda's aunt isn't in therapy anymore?" tama asked, she watched Mitha from the mirror on the steering wheel.

“Have been a few times, you know Mama himself always nolak and said that he was not sick,” said Mitha. “I tried to treat myself by going home without a uniform, but again Mamah was confused and relapsed again her pain.”

It was obvious Tama exhaled her heavy breath several times.

“I have promised a year from now will marry you, if your Mama's condition like that continues, how?” Tama's tone changed, Mitha tried to find a way to answer. "But maybe later Aunt Melda can be cured really, do not think about what I said earlier."

Tama talks and as if nothing happened, though Mitha knows that Tama just wants to hide it. Because indeed Tama intends to marry him, but Mitha still refuses to see the condition of her mother who is still so, fortunately Tama understands and accepts it.

“I know, I also try Mamah to recover quickly and accept all that, it seems in Mama's mind she does not want me to grow up and have such a heavy problem,” Mitha said.

"Yes. Don't keep thinking, do'ain is the best." Tama tried to calm Mitha with her own talk, but she was the one who made things awkward.