Bitter Tongue In-Law
71.

As soon as he set foot on the terrace, shame and condolence suddenly spread. He could not imagine anything other than the response of Nuna and her parents. The shocked look on Nuna's face as she walked forward and passed Bian who was waiting for her. It was obvious in Arga's eyes if the woman was trying to be as calm as possible.

"He fell down?" ask him about Bian.

"Yes, please take the medicine box, yeah."

Nuna turned and walked without answering. The woman returned to the living room shortly after she sat down. Bian only asked for a medicine box, but apparently he brought a glass of warm tea as well.

"Listen I can do it myself. Please don't make me more embarrassed by your treatment." Arga attempted to seize the equipment to be used to treat his injuries.

"It's okay. Why should I be ashamed? And your shame with that change is so much more than just shame." Bian replied with a focus on Arga's feet. The wound is wide enough due to the clasp of the motor body and also asphalt.

Arga was silent, he was trying to be consistent in his intentions. Although daily trials and temptations came through her mother, her determination was still unanimous to change. For him what happened to him until this moment is enough to be taken into consideration that this is all a reprimand from the Almighty so that he can become a human being with a good personality.

When everything was quiet, Cashel who had been brought in his mother came out from behind.

"Mother I want to go to the house and ride a bike, yeah."

"Don't, just walk. It's close, lots of vehicles."

"It's okay. Cross the road look around kayak you fit on foot, yes. Rise slowly. Don't be so quiet on the side of the road."

"Thank you, Om."

The two humans were indeed very different treating Cashel. Nuna is more worried and does not give her full freedom, while Bian is the opposite. Although giving freedom, but still within the limits of fairness.

Cashel unceremoniously darted straight into the street and snatched a new bike gift from Bian while celebrating his birthday two days ago.

Nuna only breathed heavily when she saw her son was already pedaling a bicycle. Feeling unsettled, he drove Cashel's departure full of smiles to the end of the page. He made sure that the boy reached his friend's house safely unharmed.

"You and Nuna aren't married?" The question was raised when considering Cashel called Bian with the name Om.

Bian smiled slightly, "Soon. You told me you've been looking for Nuna and never met her, right? You think I'm with him? No, he disappeared from my life. For five years I waited and searched but like you, I found no trace of Nuna at all. When I met him I thought I could get married, but I had to fight again and I was at this point now. It's hard for me to sit here. I hope even though you regret what you made in the past, you have no intention of going back to Nuna" she said, laughing.

"You're a fool if you scare that thing. Even if I intend to return. Do you think Nuna just wants to come back with me?"

"Bian, it seems like I should get out of here. My presence is not wanted here. I don't want my appearance to make people uncomfortable."

"You sure? Can you take a motorcycle with legs like this?"

"Related. I'm not okay. This pain is nothing compared to the pain of loss."

"You know what it's like to lose it now, right? That's what Nuna felt. She left your house in a condition where her heart was still for you. He's still got the intention to bring you back into his life after you dumped him. You may have wondered what purpose I gave you for the DNA test and why I wasted so much money on the man I was hamili and didn't take over after he got pregnant with my son. I'm sure that's what you had in mind before you knew the results of the paper I gave you. I did that other than to clear my name and myself I did it for Nuna. I just feel like this isn't fair. If only you knew how much Nuna kept secret what you did to her. As a wife she knows how to treat you, she knows which to tell and which not to. From there I felt a strange feeling and gradually I realized that I was in love with him. I'm telling you this not to make you drown in guilt and remorse. I just want you to know Nuna doesn't hate what you think. He didn't hate you until now, it's just that everything needs a process to heal, right? Physical injuries alone need time to heal."

"Yes, you're right. By forgiving I am thankful. I don't have the right to ask for more."

"You're here to see Cashel?"

"Yes. I remember today I came to a house that Nuna once visited and brought a letter, asking her for an autograph and I also received a piece of paper that honestly destroyed me. I don't know when exactly Cashel was born, I'm sure before today. I know it's too late for all the birthday presents, but somehow I really want to give this even if it's only once in a lifetime. This is not an expensive gift let alone a luxury, I just hope that one day Cashel can recognize me for his entire life as a father. It's okay now I'm not called Dad, I just want him to know his father. But I had high hopes of being called Dad just once, Bian. I have decided not to marry or want to have children. For me just having Cashel is enough."

A series of sentences from Arga makes Bian join the train. Arga's teary eyes and glare make Bian also feel the pain.

"Here's the prize, let me give it to Cashel."

"It's not a fancy thing, I'm afraid she's throwing it away."

"Did you see the luxury in the life of Cashel and his mother? Although what they have looks luxurious their hearts remain the same, Ar. Their lives are as simple as ever. They are just different financially now. Nuna's heart remained the same. Nothing has changed. If Nuna's heart doesn't change, it means that her upbringing to Cashel also remains simple."

"When can I meet Cashel? Just once, Bian. I want to be with him for a day."

"I can't help much, Ar. I don't promise to fulfill what you want. But I will try to soften Nuna's heart. I don't want to meet you in secret. You have rights over Cashel, but not with me. It would be wrong if I found you behind Nuna. All must be done openly, let it be equally delicious."

"You still care about me?"

"The form of humanity." Bian commented his thin smile.

Arga then handed the gift he brought to Bian. He entrusted it to him, I don't know, he just felt Bian did have good intentions for him.

As Arga got up from his seat, Nuna's parents came and threw a glance at the two men standing close together.