The Way Love's
XXIII

It was a pretty bright day for me. He woke up with a fresh body. Yeah, last night's show got him sleeping well. Although Arda still changed after at home.

I got up and folded the blanket. Until he realized he was sleeping on the bed, not on the couch. He looked next to her, there was no Arda.

Then, his eyes fell on the sofa. Where he usually sleeps. Arda was still sleeping there with a smooth snoring. As I recall she slept there last night. Did Arda move it?

She wanted to get closer and wake her husband up. The ringing of the phone made him undo the intention. He took the phone and picked it up.

"Morning, Mum. What's up?" ask Sya.

"Didn't you miss me?"

She smiled, "I always miss you."

"If so why don't you come visit. Is it there because your husband won't let you?"

She shook her head knowing her mother wasn't looking.

"Mom, I'll come home later. Don't be angry anymore."

"Yes, I'll be waiting for you."

Clik. I closed the phone. He sat by the bed. She doesn't know if Madame Ken will let her go. He also had to ask Arda for permission.

For a moment, he was silent. He doesn't know what he's supposed to do. For now, Sya will meet Madame Ken first.

"Where are you going?" arda asked as soon as Sya was near the door.

She looked, "I want to go to Mama's room. Do you need anything?"

Arda tried to get up, but looked in pain.

"How can you sleep here? don't you feel pain in your body?" ask Arda.

Sye shook her head quickly while thinking.

"Are you not human?" ask Arda.

"Do you just want to ask like that? I'm going out."

"Get out."

Shay out of the room. He meets a busy looking Eri. He did not even say hello to her.

Arrive at Mrs Ken's room. He knocked on the door a few times. If he goes in straight away it will be impolite later.

"Come in" said Mrs Ken.

Sya entered with the feeling of a dag dig dug. He couldn't calm down if faced with his in-laws.

"What are you doing here?" ask Miss Ken who saw Sya enter, "sit down first."

Sya sat down and waited for Madame Ken to finish with her laptop. When she finished, Madam Ken approached and sat down on the sofa. Actually he wants to be close to his daughter-in-law, just can't yet.

"Tell me. What do you want," said Madame Ken.

She smiled, "Ma. Can I go see my mom. He misses me." I can't reduce that nervousness.

Madame Ken's face changed. There's no sense of pleasure there. It makes Sya feel her guts getting smoother.

"Why do you have to tell me this?"

Lady Ken's question made Sya silent a thousand languages.

"Yes. You can go there whenever you want. She's your mother, the one who gave birth and took care of you."

This time the nervousness and fear had vanished already. Sya smiled and was pleased with what Ms. Ken said.

"Next time you don't need permission. You can go."

"Do you need Arda to know?" ask Sya.

Madam Ken nodded, "He's your husband. He needs to know where you're going and with whom."

"I'll say it."

Madam Ken nodded. Then I left the room happily. She thinks Ken's mistress will ban her. Apparently not.

***

Since returning from Mrs Ken's room. I don't see Arda anywhere. His phone was on the table. The car is also in front of the house.

I don't need to ask Arda for permission. He chose to prepare to leave. She didn't want Zein's mother to wait too long. She also missed hugging her mother.

"Where are you going?" asked Eri who saw Sya was neat with a small bag in her hand.

She looked, "I want to go to my mother's house. Do you want to come?" She shook her head, "you must be helping Madame Ken. Aren't you?"

Eri nodded and smiled.

"alright. I'm leaving now, see you later."

With happiness Sya walked away from Eri. Actually, Sya felt there was something strange about Eri. How could he be so familiar with Madame Ken. Only, I prefer silence.

Brakes. He accidentally hit someone. She held her head which hurt.

"Do you like to crash?" ask Arda.

Arda looks confused. I don't usually look for him.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm going to mom's house. I told Mama. He's letting me."

Arda nodded, "What time do I want to pick up?"

I can't believe what he heard. Arda's gonna pick him up? that right?

"Yes. What time do you want to be picked up?" arda asked back.

"As far as you go."

"How about you send a message so I know you're coming home."

He nodded, "Good."

A taxi was already waiting in front of the gate. Sya's hand grabbed the taxi door with a feeling of pleasure. Until someone comes in and closes the door.

Sya. Arda stood there with a smile. He looks neat and handsome, but Sya doesn't know why Arda stopped him.

"Sir. You can go, it's money for you" Arda told the taxi driver.

"Thank you, sir."

It was with pleasure that the driver received Arda's sari money. Not long after he immediately hit the gas leaving Sya who was still confused.

"Why did you do it? don't you want me to leave? have you changed your mind?" She looks upset.

Arda smile.

"I know you don't like me, but at least let me see my mom."

Arda did not budge and kept looking at his angry wife.

"If you don't love me. At least appreciate me" said Sya.

Because Arda still didn't answer. So I decided to go. It's just that Arda's hand first restrains his body.

"What else? do you want to hurt me again?" that's the question that Sya asked.

"Yes. Am I so bad in your eyes. I just want to drive you."

Quiescent. I can't believe what Arda said. She still did not look at her husband.

"Get in the car. I'll drive you."

He only thinks one thing. Arda must have taken her because of Miss Ken. It was impossible for him to take the initiative to do so himself.

***

It wasn't long to get to Sya's house from Arda's. Zein's mother warmly accepted the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law.

"I thought you came alone" said Zein's mother.

Sya smiled.

"I want to come here, Mom. This is my home, too. I want to eat your cooking too."

She felt her husband was very different this time. He could only look at her.

"really? then I'll cook it for you. Yes you can take your husband a break in your room."

Sya nodded. Then, Arda followed to Sya. Shut up, there's nothing they're talking about. Until they finally entered the room first.

The room that used to always accompany the joys and sorrows of Sya. In fact, in this room too Sya felt the loss of her father.

"You rest. I'll help mom."

"Wait."

"What else?"

"Didn't you love me?"

Sya frowned hearing the question emerge from Arda's mouth.

"What do you mean?" She asked back.

"No. I'm just making sure."

He nodded, "I don't love you. How can I love a plan guy like you. Sometimes you're good, sometimes you're so bad."

There was no response other than the smile that Arda gave.

"I'll help mom. You can do anything here."

She came out of her room. I don't know why I feel pain when I say I don't love Arda.

"If I'm honest, I'll get hurt even more" she said.

***