
At the police station Arinta could not dwell after all the witnesses incriminated him, although he continued to argue. Because Arin's own son also incriminated his mother.
"Jesi, it turns out you have no sympathy for your own biological mother. I'm disappointed that you're Jes, you actually prefer your father's thieving woman over Mom!" Ketus Arinta, looking at me not like. Who knows who stole her husband.
"Sorry Mom, Jesi can only hope, after Mom gets out of prison later, Mom has changed into a better person. I promise Mom, I'll go wherever you go. As long as it is in the way of God," answered Jesi, embracing Arin from the front. But apparently Arin did not return the embrace of his daughter. Me and Mas Agus could only look at you.
"Thank you Mom and Dad, for your time. Now you can go home." The police said, let me go home, but will call us again in a moment of need. After one by one we were called and gave a statement, we went home.
PoV Gayathri.
"So, are you willing to take care of Ratri's company, Arga?" Ask Papa, I and Mas Arga are currently at Papa's house.
"God willing, sir, but is it okay if my small business joins the company?" Ask Arga, as we agreed.
"Why not Arga, which was originally small it will be big as long as you seriously undergo. I can get to what I am now not instantly getting, but must fall awake first" replied Papa. I can breathe a sigh of relief, Papa's arrogant attitude yesterday was not seen anymore and now it has changed as before.
"This is the production of the baroque that you made Arga?" Sela Mama, look at the packaging of Gadung Alas that Mas Arga brought as a hand.
"Mistress, please try" replied Mas Arga.
Mama opened the usual large packaging Arga entrusted to the mall, souvenir center, and also minimarket. While the sachet packaging, Arga entrust in stores, as well as stalls in the form of planengan.
"Krauk-krauk, krauk" Mama chews. "Well, it's so good Ga." Mama stared greedily, while sipping white water. "Pa, this is cobain." Mama brought Gadung closer who had been put in a jar.
"Thank you Madam." Arga smelled a smile.
"Yes, delicious," Praise Papa, after tasting. One jar of Gadung, we ate three quickly, while talking about the next step of work, of course.
"Good sir." Answer Arga. I'm happy, finally there is no more debate between the two men who are both in my heart.
"Mas" Call me when we get home, get Papa's driver.
"What?" Arga looked at me.
"Next week, you have left for Surabaya. That means we'll split up, and LDR dong!" I pouted, why did I feel that I did not want to part with Arga. Going to Surabaya is definitely impossible, because my condition has not recovered. Of course Mom won't allow it.
"Hehehe, why are you so bucin like this like me." Arga laughing.
"Mas, I'm serious!" Ketusku. I'm like a woman who doesn't do it, which Arga says is right, I'm a bucin.
"If you want to come with me to Surabaya, it's easy. You just talk to your Papa. If he allows, we'll get married before we leave."
"Married?" Cut me surprised. Arga talks about marriage.
"Yes, you think only you have such thoughts? I'm also worried about leaving you still sick, Ratri." Arga replied, apparently we have one thought.
"Where can that be? I'm getting married soon. While the condition I walk alone still have to with the help of a wheelchair. There's not serving you as my husband, but it's gonna trouble you." Reply doubt.
"Ratri... I also know kali? I'm not a man with no feelings, who's gonna tell you to do this. With us getting married first, I just calmly work there, and can take care of you. You know, I've always been independent, so don't worry about it." Said Arga. I looked at his eyes looking honest.
"Well, I'll talk to Mom." My answer. In the car, silence each other. I was weighing all the way. It is also true what Arga said. But the problem is whether you will agree.
...~Connect~...