Bitter Tongue In-Law
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"Nuna, all parents want to do their best for their children. Regardless of what Arga did in the past, give him a chance to make amends. Don't just think about your heartache, look at the changes in him as well. Now I'm asking you, if you have the same big mistake as Arga, will you take that mistake to death? What Arga did was not right? Sorry for the change?"

"My father's son what is Arga? Why do you always side with him?"

"No, Son. Dad's not on whose side, no. I wouldn't talk like this if you were in the right position. I admit in this you're not right, son. Sacrificing Cashel by maintaining self-esteem and self-selfishness is not right."

"Dad doesn't know what it's like so I'm why Dad said it." With a still cry Nuna entered the room that was usually filled by Bian and Cashel. However, that afternoon was filled with Arga as well.

Mr. Lukman was about to prevent his son from entering, but his hand was scuffed by his wife and followed by the woman's soft arm.

"Let it be, Nuna's emotions are unstable. Let it go."

"Dad was afraid that he might interfere with the ongoing blood transfusion."

"No, Dad. Don't worry about something that shouldn't happen. Besides the entry of doctors with Arga already from earlier. Let's just wait here."

Mr. Lukman said, he sat down following the direction of his wife. Although his heart was in fact misgivings, he tried to calm down.

While going on inside, Nuna had just opened the door of the room and the direction of her gaze was immediately fixed on the child and Arga who was staring at Cashel without blinking. He could see quite a pretty pretty face and eyes there. A second later, he got up and sat down next to Bian.

"When do you wake up, anyway? I miss talking to you. You will definitely defend and side with me if you wake up. I don't like this, Bian. What I'm worried about is always happening, please wake up. I need you." Nuna spoke slowly as she sobbed. He wiped the rough of his cheeks that were wet with tears.

"Dok, take it again. Take a lot of it is okay, my son has to be healthy, doc," Arga said as doctors removed the device for blood transfusions.

"That's enough, sir."

"When is my son conscious, Doc? She won't be sleeping much longer, will she?"

"Hopefully soon, yes, sir. Pray for the healing of your son. Excuse me first, you rest here until you are a little energetic. Later let the nurse bring food first so as not to limp, the blood I took was quite a lot."

Arga just nodded. No one knows how relieved and happy he can help the child's safety. He also contributed to the health of his son.  Since then Arga did not turn his eyes away from Cashel who was still sound asleep. Over time the man's eyes dewy, he could not bear to not cry to see his son who had many wounds all over his body.

Arga slowly got up and approached the child. Sit on a chair that is there. Nuna did not look at him at all.

"Honey, don't sleep long, yeah. No pity for Mom? I cry, wait for you to wake up. Don't scare me, I miss you too. Sorry I was late. I'm sorry I failed to be a good father to Cashel." Arga slightly bent down to briefly kiss his son's forehead. He won't be able to do this next time.

"Dad's home, yeah, kid. Hopefully you will get well soon. Sorry dad can not be long, later if I let Dad meet, Dad will often play with you. Get healthy fast." Once again Arga kissed the boy's forehead. It was very difficult for him to feign stoutness while sitting next to his son in this state.

Nuna just kept quiet, she heard all the words that came out of Arga's mouth, but he chose to silence and showed no response even though his heart was slightly pinched when Arga's sentence entered into his eardrum.

The man he thought was really coming home was actually approaching himself who was bowed to look at Bian. He stood across from the woman and was silent for a moment.

"Na, I'm sorry I talked rudely to you, yeah. I shouldn't have raised my tone. Again, I'm sorry, and for your fear of return. Really, Na. Don't you ever think like that, what way do I show you that I've changed?"

"If you talk, you can go back to bed. Thank you for what you gave me. But that won't change anything that's happened."

"Know, I know that. If something can fix all the mistakes, there will be no human who learns from the mistakes and no regrets. Everyone will act as they please. It's okay if I don't get trust from you yet, I won't need anything either. Thank you, yes, I gave Cashel a chance, not something expensive and luxurious, but I am grateful that I can be useful to him. Thanks again. Let me know that Cashel is dead. Not to ask him to meet me, so I don't think and don't come here often just to know when he woke up. Excuse me, yeah."

Without giving him a chance to answer what he said, Arga waltzed away from there with a feeling I don't know. On the one hand there is relief, but there is a sense of heaviness because he cannot linger to meet face to face with his only child.

Nuna once again shed tears without being asked. This time he cried for what Arga said. Is he evil now?

"Arga, the doctor asked you to rest." Nuna said that without facing Arga.

The man who had walked up to the door stopped his steps and turned to look at Nuna.

"It's okay, I'm still strong. I have to get back to work. Take care of your health, too." Arga continued the move after that.

Not long after Arga's departure, Bian's fingers faintly moved, then Bian's eyes moved as if trying to open his sense of sight.