MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 116 FORGETS DONI FOR A WHILE

The development of the Arka mas is getting better, even now he can walk alone even though he has to find a grip.

I tried to buy him a cane to help him walk, but he refused.

Oh, aye. He also began to talk. Although still a bit slurred.

"Mas, if the road is so you're in trouble. I bought a stick, right? Let's get a good spit."

"So. I want to learn by myself. Tired of having to continue to depend."

"It's not dependency, Mom. Just as a tool."

Mas Arka shook his head. Yes, I have, what to say. He also underwent.

Today I got an email from Yola, my best friend when I was living in Arka's house. He asked for my phone number again. Because he lost my contact number after his hape he reset.

Start Yola calling me. He said he would return home soon. Then Yola asked for the address of the house I now occupy.

A week later Yola and Deni, her husband, actually came to my house. Luckily it was the weekend, so I was able to meet Yola who was suddenly at my doorstep.

"Aryan!"

"Yola!"

We two friends who never saw each other again for a long time, literally spilling all longing in our arms.

Mas Arka also welcomed their arrival with a very happy face.

"You're healthy, Ka?" deni asked to see the Arka mas that could walk even though it was still creeping.

"Alhamdulillah, Den."

"Thank God, Ka. We're happy."

We talked all day, until I ignored my phone in the room.

"Where's your son, Ar?" ask Yola.

"I'm putting it on my friend."

"You're crazy! The child is being tucked away like a piece of stuff" Yola said, blaming me.

I told him the reason. Although Arka did not willingly part with our son.

"I had to, Yol. Our lives are very difficult. If I don't leave my son, how can I work?"

"You can find a baby sitter. Can all guard Arka," said Deni.

"You think my earnings as a receptionist can pay for a baby sitter?" I kept my real job a secret.

I don't want to be suspected by them. And I also don't want them to interfere with my relationship with Doni. I'm not ready to lose my job.

"Why don't you just look for another job?" ask Yola without sin.

I just laughed. Yola thinks I'm a scholar like Mas Arka who can apply for jobs anywhere.

"I'm just a high school graduate, Yol. What else do you want to find?"

Yola was silent for a moment.

"What if you open a business?"

Good proposal, but where's the capital? I also have no skills to open a business.

"I don't have the capital, Yola. You think opening a business can be capital snoring?"

All of Arka's lost gold treasures were brought to death by her cousin. We didn't design one bit. Even the Arka mas house he bought from his own efforts was also worshiped.

"So you really have nothing?" ask Deni, Yola's husband.

I'm shaking.

Deni was also his cousin mas Arka, but his paternal nephew. While Teguh from his mother's side.

Deni said, since childhood it has never been close to teguh mas. Besides because they live far apart, also because it is less suitable with the attitude of Teguh mas who like to organize.

And still according to Deni, Arka mas decided to buy his own house after work also because of the influence of Teguh mas.

By pretending to support the Arka mas buy his own house, so that he can freely control the property of his parents.

"Have not been discussed. The man's dead too. Now all we have to think about is being alive, Beb," Yola said.

"okay, Ar. Let's go home first. Later I and Yola think first how you can stand alone again, without relying on others" said Deni.

"Don't force yourself, Den. For me, Arka has improved is a gift" I said.

"No, Ar. Arka my responsibility too. He's my closest family" Deni said. And is owned by Yola.

Then they decided to go home in the housing complex we used to live in.

Because it's late, I take Arka's mas to the room. Poor him all day not sleeping because too happy the arrival of cousins who still care.

"Mas, you want to sleep with me again?"

Arka nodded. He looks very happy.

I led the Arka mas to the bathroom first, before we finally slept one more bed until morning.

This morning I will cook a bit, because Yola and Deni promised to come again.

Yola came early in the morning. He said he misses cooking with me even though the kitchen of my house is very small and does not have complete facilities.

"Where's the art, Yol?" I asked, because Yola came alone.

"He went to his friend's house first. He'll come here later. Arka's up?"

"From dawn. Now in the bathroom."

Yola, who had brought a lot of groceries, walked ahead of me to the kitchen.

He cooks for us. For the breakfast menu he will make a special fried rice.

He said it was Deni's favorite menu during the country people. But because there is difficult to get the typical ingredients of Indonesia, so Yola who hobbies cooking rarely make it.

"Well, back in Indonesia, I want to make it. We'll eat together." Yola concocted all her own spices. I'll make some warm tea for us later.

"Hay, Arka. The better you are?" greet Yola at the Arka mas who just came out of the bathroom.

"As you can see, Yola. Which deni?"

"Go to his friend's house first. He'll be followed." Yola kept talking without stopping her busy hand chopping vegetables.

Mas Arka sat on the dining chair. Although his voice was still not very clear, but he continued to speak in response to Yola's words.

I feel guilty because I haven't had much time for my husband. I should be like Yola, who keeps asking Arka to talk to stimulate the nerves in her brain.

I'm just busy with my job and Doni's. Remember Doni, I remember that from yesterday I didn't open my phone.

There must have been a lot of messages coming from him. My phone that I kept silent and in my bag, I didn't check at all.

I don't want my friendship with my best friends Yola and Deni to be disturbed. I also don't want Yola to suspect me that I'm busy with my phone.

I'll see Doni again tomorrow morning.

Before long Deni arrived at the online taxi.

"Nonshirt, Beb?" ask Yola.

"My friend turned out to be a sudden event. He said he had to go to the project this morning too. This is a Sunday. Crazy work," said Deni.

After Yola's meal, we had breakfast together. A relationship we long missed.