
"Alright papa. I've decided I won't return Dill now. Since this all started from my mistake, I will take care of it and take responsibility while it is not healed. And you're Dilla!" he said to Papa Hermawan and Dilla at once.
Dilla looked at Arta with a sad face. Risma does not see the heart. But not with Arta.
Once no, then it will not. Not in the least he wavers with his first wife's sad eyes. He remained at his stance.
"I will take care and take responsibility for your current condition. I'll take you to the hospital to treat your pain. Whether I am healed or not, I can only give up. As long as you're not healed you're still my wife. Risma and Yanti will accompany you in the hospital. That's one of my responsibilities to you because I'm also involved in the mistakes you make." Imbuh Arta is taken by Risma and Dilla together.
"And to Papa-in-law.. I will still be having our wedding reception. None of this is possible in retreat. Because of this reception my own Mak put it together with my other family. Including the Bhaskara family."
The deg!
The deg!
The three of them were shocked and swallowed his saliva. Those on the road knew that Arta's other brothers were sons and daughters of the Bhaskara family.
Which makes Papa Hermawan not struggling because the largest stake in his company is owned by Bhaskara Group.
There was a decline in the company Papa Hermawan engaged in property. SDan who became the savior was one of the sons of Gilang Bhaskara.
A famous businessman who has a business anywhere that is currently dead with his wife after an accident two years ago.
Remembering the late Gilang Bhaskara, the hermarian papa gulped his saliva bitterly.
He nodded in agreement with Arta's request for fear of his company rocking back. But none of that has anything to do with the Bhaskara family.
"good. We will follow whatever we say. Just tell me when you're going to return Dilla, then Papa will come here." The answer is taken by Arta.
Now he turned to Risma. "Son.. Forgive those of us who have accused you of not-nothing before.."
Arta scrunched her forehead. He looked back at Risma who was now smiling warmly at Arta's father-in-law. But he didn't want to ask.
"Already sir. No need to apologize to me. My job is done to keep Mbak Dilla as Bang Arta's wife. Although not completely, but I have managed to hold back his steps that will return Mbak Dilla to you, Mr. Hermawan." Imbuh Risma accompanied a sweet smile on her lips.
"Repent before death to pick you up. Risma and Arta are still giving you a chance. Therefore, you must change in a better direction and you must pray .. May God lift up your sickness. Come on Ma, Dava. We home. Assalamu'alaikum." he said immediately standing followed by Arta and Farhan who were now accompanying the three of them heading out.
Risma nodded and smiled gently at Papa Hermawan. Her mother Dilla was still at home hugging her eldest daughter.
He did not expect that the journey of his daughter's life turned out to be wrong before marrying Arta. And even worse, it turns out that Dilla is sick at this time.
"Mama's home, son. Take good care of yourself. Mama will always pray for you," he said peeking at Dilla's forehead and immediately moved after wiping Dilla's head at a glance.
Dilla sniffles.
Now they are all there with a breath of relief. The problem Arta had long wanted to solve today was solved thanks to the risma.
Everything has made peace with the situation including Dilla. He had to take care of his body which had begun to develop a deadly disease.
Dilla is living her life now. Whatever Arta and Risma say he does.
A week after the meeting, Arta had a massive reception. He announced to everyone his first and last marriage for the rest of his life.
He insists very much in front of Dilla, if only Risma his wife. What would Dilla do if Arta wanted it?
Still lucky he was left to stay in his house and Risma. Although Dilla often felt jealous when she saw the two togetherness, she could not do anything.
Because it all started with him. If only he had not rejected Arta, he would have been happy living together with Arta by now.
Dilla could only resign to the decision of Destiny. He must be at peace with his heart so as not to be too soluble in one-sided feeling.
Thinking more about his recovery than seeing the happiness of Arta and her honey.
Regrets always come too late. If it comes at the beginning it must be registration.
May Dilla, Arta and Risma be able to pass the wave of their second household life because they have made peace with the situation.