
Nuna did not care about what Bu Ningsih said, she continued to advance with the courage to take Cashel who was in the arms of her biological father.
"Don't come any closer!" Bu Ningsih strictly forbade Nuna to continue the move. The index finger raised in front of his face made Bian look at him with sharp eyes, but he could not do anything because of the limited space of his movement.
"Don't take the police to get my son, ma'am. Do not get to the rest of the age of the mother instead languished in prison. Give it back or I'll be reckless." Nuna won't lose.
"Please, you think I'm scared? You are also guilty of not giving rights to Arga. Even if you split up, you should still allow her to meet her son."
"Mother please don't show your stupidity in front of me. Who did not recognize your flesh-blooded Cashel first? Who sows slander everywhere is it? Then now that things have changed, you have suddenly acknowledged Cashel as a child. Mom, Mother like this is certainly not because she wants to sue or regret the actions of Mother in the past, but Mother does this because Arga seems not allowed God to have children. Just imagine, he married twice but ended up with a loss. He doesn't have any one person's child. Imagine that Arga already has a child from another woman. I'm sure Mom won't humble herself just to take Cashel."
There is a heart that hurts when you hear Nuna's words. Not Bu Ningsih, but Arga. The sentence as if God had not allowed him to have no children was too painful for him to hear. Indeed, he had been struck by such thoughts, but apparently if he heard the sentence from someone else, it felt much more painful. Moreover, the person who said it was the person who had been in his life and heart, the person he had loved even though he did not get justice.
"Already, Mom. You've lost me, haven't you? Now do you want to lose me a second time? If not, please this time, Mom. Let me give Cashel back to his mother."
"Argha...."
"Don't complicate my situation. Do this for me, Mom. I've fought this far and you want to ruin everything? Cashel wants to be with his mother, try to imagine if Mom and Nuna change positions. You want to make me live with someone who never acknowledged me?"
Ms. Ningsih immediately threw away her face. Just this time he saw Arga speaking in a tone of compassion, soft eyes, and glazed. Whether he had just seen it or indeed all this time he closed his eyes with the sadness of Arga.
Looking at her mother who was responding silently, Arga slowly brought Cashel towards Nuna. Hand the child over to his mother. The tight hug was so obvious in Arga's eyes, the boy seemed to worry about his mother.
"You're okay, aren't you, son? Sorry I can't take care of you."
"It's okay, Mom. I'm fine here, I don't cry."
Arga slightly lowered his head. He felt guilty when he saw Nuna's worried face.
"On behalf of my mother I'm sorry. I didn't know that Mom went to the hospital and brought Cashel home. I just got back from out of town. Again I'm sorry."
Nuna simply nodded, "If that's what I'm sorry for."
Nuna was a little troubled as she was about to push Bian's wheelchair. He was in trouble because Cashel was also in his arms.
"Walk first, Na. Let me push Bian."
Nuna stared at Arga's bead for a long time, as if she was ascertaining whether what she heard was wrong or not.
"No, Arga. Let Nuna push me. You're the one carrying Cashel."
Nuna's eyes turned to look at Bian who was also staring at her. What the fuck? Why did Bian do this? Don't you know what just happened? Inner Nuna was upset.
"Love, Honey. Give Cashel to his father. Just take it to the car, right? Not far, not home." Bian stroked the back of his future wife's hand and a moment later, the woman handed Cashel to Arga.
Arga was a little stunned, how beautiful the scene he had just seen was. Love is clearly reflected in both. Calm each other and take care of each other. No one knows how deep the regret in Arga has taken off the diamond because he is unable to care for it.
"Cashel wants to be carried with Dad?" Arga asked for the comfort of the child as well.
"You, you" Cashel replied briefly as he spread his hand out in front of Arga.
A smile suddenly rose just like that on Arga's lips. With the distance of the living room to the courtyard not too far away, he hugged the child tightly as if this was the last hug. Once in the car, Arga did not let Cashel escape. He once again gave a kiss all over the little boy's face brutally. Feeling amused, Cashel finally broke his laughter before he actually got in the car.
Arga's heart warmed up could make Cashel laugh even if only for a moment.
"Dad's sorry, it's made your mother worried and sad, yeah."
"Yes. Its nothing. What matters now is that I'm the same mother. Thanks for bringing me back to Mom, yeah, Dad."
"Be careful on the road. God willing, I'll come home if I have time. Healthy fast. Bye," said Arga waving as a sign of farewell.
In the next second, Bian's car drove at medium speed. Nuna hugged her son tightly even though it was safe.
"You were just about the same grandma as Dad? What is it that is not?" Actually Nuna knew, this was a ridiculous statement, but somehow she kept asking that question.
"No. My grandmother was not bad with me either. She's nice, she gave me breakfast, but I didn't eat. I thought of Mother. Mother must have been crying over me. So I can't swallow anything."
The answer from Cashel invited Bian's laughter. The man laughed a little loudly because Cashel apparently memorized his mother's habits.
"What's so funny? Why are you laughing?"
"It's okay, why? Can't do? Why do you spaneng so much his life."
Nuna is further irritated by Bian. He threw his face away as Bian looked at him.
"Atutu, would-be mistress Abian crabbed. It's beautiful if you pout gini, so it's more dear."
Nuna instantly clenched her mouth with reddened cheeks. Bian's treatment made her fall in love with him every day. He has often cried for people who do not appreciate it, but since being with Bian, he felt like crying because Bian who always showered him with love.
"Cie her cheeks Mother red," led by Cashel.