MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 47 SORRY TO FORGET

In the afternoon, I asked to be escorted home by Bima. I promise I'll bring a guava for me. I actually don't want to eat guava. It just distracts my mother.

And sure enough, Bima came home with a plastic bag of guava. I told you to put it in the refrigerator.

After storing the guavas, Bima moved the Arka mas to the room. I was just waiting for him in the middle room.

Lazy if I have to be together in the room with Bima. His brain continues to sting.

Although sometimes I want it, but I don't want to get caught up in the mess.

"Bim, I want to talk" I said as Bima passed by me. As usual, the next task after bringing the Arka mas to the room was to lock the front door.

After Bima finished locking the door, she sat down near me. I shifted a little away.

Bima looked at me sharply. I let out my breath.

"What's wrong?" ask Bima.

"Bim, please from now on keep your attitude towards me. You have to think, in this house there is someone else, bi Yati. And I'm the wife of the man who paid you. I don't want anything to happen to my house. Understood?" i'm firm.

Bima looked at me with her eagle eyes. He doesn't seem to like my talk. And I added,

"I don't want us to do anything further, Bim. Enough is enough, and never repeat."

Bima immediately moved from her seat, then entered her room. I try not to care either. I went into my own room and locked the door.

Sorry, Bim. I don't want to ruin my own home. I still love my husband very much. And I always hoped my husband would recover. My inner.

I lay down my body, clutching my husband. And I fell asleep in my husband's arms.

Before falling asleep, I whisper into the ear of Arka mas, Mas.ayo dong healed. Miss you. Then I kissed the tip of his ear.

In the past, if I had kissed the tip of his ear, Arka's mas would have attacked me immediately. Because that's the sensitive part.

But now, let alone attack, respond he is incapable.

The sound of the dawn wake me up from my sleep. I carry out my duty to the One Who Gives Life.

Finished with my duty, I saw that Arka had opened her eyes. I approached. I rubbed his head. And I kissed her forehead.

"Good morning my husband" I said, then I went out of the room. I'll start my morning with a glass of milk and a cup of toast with chocolate jam.

Bima came out of his room. I just looked at him without any interest in greeting him.

He just passed by and went into my room. I scrunched my forehead. Tumben's at this hour he's coming into my room. Usually he sports first in the yard or jogging muterin complex.

But I was also lazy to ask. I am so lazy to interact with him.

Half an hour later, Bima took my well-groomed husband out.

Bima put Arka's car wheelchair next to my seat. Then he went to the kitchen. Looks like preparing a meal for Arka's mas.

I'm still on the same silent mode Bima. I just played my husband's hand. I lifted his hand up and lowered it. So repeatedly.

The doctor said it was one simple therapy, which I could do myself at home. And not burdensome to me, considering my gestational age is getting older.

After the Arka mas meal was ready, Bima brought the Arka mas to the middle room. He's feeding Arka's mas over there. Tumben, I thought. Maybe Bima was still angry with my words last night.

I still don't care. I got out of my seat and went into my room. I'm gonna take a shower. I also forgot to lock the door. I don't want to happen again, Bima who knows it's in my room.

I also chose the appropriate clothes to go to the hospital. I'm looking for clothes that aren't too tight. Let it not be necessary to change clothes again because in protest by Bima.

I did want to be delivered by Bima, as usual. That means, I have to get him to talk first.

After being neat, I went out of the room while carrying my small bag. Let's not go back to the room.

I approached Bima who was giving Arka a drink. Looks like Arka's mas just finished taking his medicine.

Bima looked towards me. He was surprised to see me neat. I waited for him to ask first.

But he didn't ask either. In fact, he brought the Arka mas to the front porch and parked the Arka's car wheelchair there.

I was upset in the cakekin too. Bugh! I threw my little bag on the table. Then I sat on the couch.

Before long, Bima came to me. He doesn't usually just stand. He would usually sit near me.

I looked at him annoyed. Because he ignored me. I ignored it from last night, too.

"I want to leave first. I'll be back in the afternoon. There's business to be done" he said, without looking at me.

I did not answer, but he passed to his room. And before long, he came out again and stopped his steps near me.

"Assalamualaikum.." he said, then he left. He was carrying a small bag. He didn't usually go with the little bag he had slinged on his chest.

I looked up, saw he was really gone. Bima seems really offended by my words last night.

What was wrong with what I said last night? Is it wrong to refuse?

If Bima leaves, then who will take me to the hospital. I dare not go alone, with my stomach growing.

I couldn't have asked my mother-in-law either. Because if it is sudden, usually the mother will reject it.

Because you have to prepare lunch for the people who work in the rice field.

I finally decided to put it off in the morning. I'll make an appointment with mom, so tomorrow morning I can drive you.

I went back to my room to change into clothes. Then I broke my body.

I still think about Bima's attitude that is easily offended. Then how should I respond?

Wrong speaking. If I don't talk, it's going to get even more wrong.

I took my phone. I opened my chat app. I saw Bima was online. But he didn't greet me. I don't want to beat him first either.

I opened a conversation in my school group. I followed the comments there. It is possible to take my mind off Bima.

I spent almost an hour surfing in cyberspace. Chat online with my Junior High friends.

Suddenly I remembered Arka mas who was sunbathing. I forgot to bring him in.

Must be Arka mas already sapped and hot.

I immediately got out of my bed. Then hurry to the front page.

Alhamdulillah.bi Yati turned out to have brought the Arka mas inside.

I'm sorry, I forgot.