Bitter Tongue In-Law
62. Ask for Child's Rest

"No Bian, Cashel my son. He's my responsibility, not yours. I'll pay for it."

Bian curled his lips, "Yes already, you paid. I don't want to debate."

How am I going to lose you if you keep this up? You have something no other woman has, Nuna. I fell in love with the right woman this time.

Nuna walked down the hallway which was quite crowded and passed some people. He never thought he would cross paths with someone he never wanted to meet again. Why is the world so narrow? Should he meet Arga and his wife now?

"Nuna, you're here. Who's sick?"

Nuna let out a rude breath and, "Sorry I'm in a hurry."

"What is my sick son?" tanya Arga blocked Nuna's path.

"Name Cashel. He's my son. Just call him Cashel. What business am I here it doesn't seem to be your business. And you have no right to ask me how my son is. You're my ex-husband, but I don't have any children with you. Excuse me!"

Nuna walked quickly so that Arga did not know her tears had broken. Although he was weak when dealing with Arga, he remembered Bian's word for not showing his weakness in front of Arga. Nuna was already very tired of this pain, eager for her to heal and forget everything. But he doesn't know how.

"Mas, it looks like you really have to give up your son. Let her be happy, even if you really want to meet, but it feels like the wound you gave is quite wide and left a mark. I'm a girl, I would do the same if I were Nuna. Admittedly or not, your fault is great to him." Arga's wife tried to remind. Trying as hard as it seems will not change the woman's stance.

Arga only nodded, though heavy, he would strive for the woman he was now with. It was enough for him to lose the woman who loved him so sincerely, it was enough Nuna that he regretted, for this time he did not want to let go of a woman like Anita. The woman who accepts him despite knowing how bad he is and his past.

After finishing with the administrative affairs, Nuna returned with her mind still focused on Arga. If he met that guy here, does that mean Arga lives nearby? Isn't this hospital too far away from Bu Ningsih's house? Nuna thought to herself.

"What's up, Nuna? Wagging what?  You walk until you don't see me, you passin I do."

"Huh? Iyeakah? I didn't realize I was passing you. How's Cashel, it's been moved?"

"Udah, that's why I want to follow you. Later you fear to look for, but instead you walk while daydreaming. Why?"

"I saw Arga again." Nuna spoke while walking.

"Certainly? Did he do something the same as you thought?"

"No. I was just wondering why did Arga get to this hospital? The distance from his house is far away. Could be three hours, right? Did he move house and live near here?" Nuna asked Bian about his concerns.

Before Bian answered, he led Nuna into the child's room. Ask him to sit down and drink water before he says anything.

"Are you worried that one day he'll come to your house like that? Is that what you think?"

Nuna just nodded slowly.

"Don't overthink it. You beat me up, yeah, he won't be able to take Cashel away from you. Even if he would one day bring this to trial, he would still lose. He won't be able to take Cashel away from you. Convinced of me, don't worry about what doesn't happen." Bian stroked the top of the woman's head.

I don't know what happens if Bian isn't in his position, he'll be more worried than this. Being next to that man was such a relief to his heart and mind. Little by little opening my heart seems not a mistake, he thought.

"Cashels. Want something to do?" This was the first time Bian wanted to talk more seriously to the little boy.

Right now they are both in the room. Bian had been looking forward to this moment for a long time. The happiness he gave seemed like it would be a way for him to gain status in the eyes of Cashel and his mother.

"What, Om?"

"If Om were Cashel's father, would Cashel not?"

As usual, the boy did not answer. He thinks first before speaking.

"Why would you want to be Cashel's father? My dad just left me."

"Where do you know that your father left you?"

"grandmother. I once asked about Dad to grandma and Grandma to answer that I don't have a father. My father didn't die, but I didn't have a father. Dad left me and Mom. Um don't tell Mom that I asked you about Dad to grandma, yeah. I'll be sad."

"Have you ever asked me about Dad to Mom?"

"No. I just went to Grandma. I'm just one time out it's never again. I'm afraid to make them sad. Um, was I naughty until Dad left me?"

Bian was confused as to how to respond. No child as small as Cashel should know the fact that he was abandoned by his father.

Bian was sad and proud of the boy. At the age of very young children he can think of adulthood by paying attention and caring about the feelings of others. He would not want to know more about his father because he appreciated his mother and other family members.

"Cashel ain't naughty, honey. Sometimes there is a reason why someone leaves and is left behind. Sometimes due to misunderstanding and lack of trust in each other. Language is so simple. You've misunderstood Om because Om is mad at Mom, right? You must have misunderstood Om and thought that Om was evil. Though Om was angry because something was wrong with Mom. Well because you think Om is evil, finally you go away from Om, do not want to see Om again, so it's like that. Someone left not because they did not like it. But sometimes misunderstanding is also like the example of Om earlier. Does cashel know about it?"

"Significant. But according to Om I'm naughty what's not?"

"No. You're a smart kid, same old man. Not all kids are like you. That's why Om wants you to be Om's son, won't you?"

"If I wanted to be a child. Then I'll call her, dad?"

"Yes. Wouldn't you?"

"Yes, I want to. So from now on I'm calling you Dad?"

Bian laughed, "Later on, let's ask Mom first. Don't be your father."

"Why should I give Mom permission too?"

"Yes dong, so you can call Om, Dad. Mom should get married first. "

"Is that married?"