The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
32. I've Always Existed

"Mama, Gita's here." Gita stroked that smooth cheek.

Monik felt the movement and opened his eyes slowly. The face was not excited

" Gi gita.." said the moniker slowly.

"Mama is awake.. Mama Gita is here."

" Jasson. jacket.."

Gita took a breath and breathed it out.

"Ma, get well soon so you can see Jasson. She's fine ma, don't worry. Trust in the Gita."

"Mama is not strong, baby!" The monik is shedding his tears. Gita quickly wiped away her tears. And holding the Monik cheek.

"Ma, don't cry. Mama relax. Mama has to be sure, Jasson's fine.

Do you believe in Gita? He will come home soon and hug his mother. Mom has to be strong. So that when Jasson comes home he won't cry seeing mama lying down like this. Mama has to be strong okay? Mama can't say not strong. Mama's a great woman. Mama can get through this. So mom should keep smiling. And believe that Jasson will be home soon and hug mom."

Monik smile.

Finally he can smile also because of the words of Gita.

The Gita hugs the moniker from the side.

"Gita wants mama to be cheerful. Gita wants you to always smile and be happy. Gita doesn't like a weak mama like this."

Uh, my heart.why melow anyway. My mother's father thought of you again. I miss your warm embrace.

Gita tightened her arms and kissed the soft moniker cheeks.

"Chealing soon ma. So that we can walk to the back garden, upstairs and to the terrace at night."

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A month has passed..

Currently Jasson has been moved to the mansion he is now in the care of the mansion by one nurse and Lakeswara's personal doctor. And of course Gita always accompanied Jasson.

Two weeks ago Jasson was moved here, because nothing changed. Jasson kept those eyes closed. But the wounds and injuries on his body have healed but, because there is a disruption/hard impact on the head and other disorders, making Jasson not aware as well. He also breathes ventilator assistance.

Gita stared at Jasson's face.

In the big room it was just him and Jasson. Gita's always there to talk to Jasson.

" Sir, aren't you tired of lying down like this? Wakeup sir! I miss your tantrums. I miss when you look at me sharp." Gita remembers all the treatment of Jasson, instead of hating but instead yearning, Gita is indeed strange!!

"Master, wake! Do you remember when I kissed you?" Gita held her lips.

I don't know why he's talking about this.

" That was my first kiss. So don't ever call me a cheap woman, isn't that my right. I am your wife, sir! I can kiss you." Gita stroked Jasson's smooth cheeks.

" Mister, is it true, you've never dated?" Gita smiled a little.

" May my kiss be my first?" Gita's whisper in Jasson's ear.

" Your lips are so soft, do you feel the same way?" Gita looked at jasson's lips. From behind that mask.

He's gone crazy, isn't he? Why would the Gita be able to say such an illogical thing?

Ah, I don't care but I have to build it up any way.

" I used to remember you asking, what do I call you, why do you ask Mister? You know, I am your wife! You are my husband."

Gita stroking Jasson's hair.

Peeping the forehead is soft.

" You're not angry, are you? I'm your wife." Gita stroked Jasson's face gently.

"Wake Husband...

I'll show you how a wife should behave. And I'm not a waiter!"

All this time Gita kept asking Jasson to talk but Jasson never realized. However, the Gita is not a woman who easily gives up.

Gita lay down beside Jasson , while she took Jasson down on the big bed.

He's been doing that for five days. There was no reaction from Jasson.

It wasn't really her willingness to hug Jasson, but Arya's doctor suggested. It is possible that when adjacent to the Gita there is an increase. But there was no reaction from Jasson, but

feeling comfortable, Gita would sleep by herself next to Jasson.

"My husband..

Scold me for daring to sleep in your bed. Angry at me for not politely hugging you. Let's get up sir!

Lookie! I'm holding your cheeks, your chest, your hands, let's get up, get angry with me Sir!!" Gita held onto Jasson's body, involuntarily shedding her tears. Next to his hand still faithfully hugged Jasson's supine body. And his face was drowned in Jasson's shoulder.

" You love moniker mama, don't you?

Come awake.. Look at moniker mama! His condition is not good now because he thinks about you. Let's wake up, Mr. Jasson!!"

Gita falls asleep there while hugging Jasson.

Just as Gita fell asleep, Gita heard something strange. He got up and immediately sat down confirming his position.

"Sir.."

Gita looked at Jasson's silent face with no change in the slightest.

Ah maybe Gita halu obviously Jasson was silent and still in the same position.

" Hem, since I wish you'd wake up, I've always dreamed of you and hallucinated you're sober." The gita stroked the cheek gently, smelling the forehead and allowing the hair to be slightly messy.

Gita got off the bed and was about to leave but...

Gita immediately turned around and felt shocked, happy, afraid, ah do not know. His feelings are not necessarily at this moment.

"Sir, is that you?" Gita immediately approached and looked at Jasson. His eyes were still closed but his fingers and mouth were moving.

Jasson took off the respirator that stuck to it like a mask. He started to open his eyes slowly.

"Sir, why are you released?" Gita stopped.

" It's not comfortable." He said slowly and looked at Gita.

" Shortly sir, I'll get Arya's doctor." Gita wants to run away but..

"No need!

I'm not papah, come here."

Gita quickly approached.

"Why stand there? Get on my bed!"

Gita raises both eyebrows and asks why should she go up?

"Why? Isn't that normal for you. You were even from here before, weren't you?"

Whaaat! A regular? Gosh... Does he feel my existence and when I hold it? Don't tell me he'll kill me if his condition is still weak!

"Good!"

Gita quickly opened her sandals and climbed onto the bed beside Jasson she sat down while staring at Jasson fixedly.

" Come! Say something, don't shut up."

What, what am I supposed to say? why do I have to talk?

"Why? Don't you want to do your job as a wife? What do you want to do? Do it! Right now I don't have the energy to hit you."

Whahuh? So he was, just now? Already conscious! Goddamn. Why can I speak to him at origin. Omo, did she feel it when I grabbed her body and kissed her?

"Why are you quiet? What are you thinking?"

" Have you listened to everything?"

"Master? You still call me by that name it turns out.."

Jasson looked at Gita.

Ye? Tumben once he's soft like this. What after a comatose person is conscious, his nature will change? Tumben once he didn't scream at me.

Are you Crazy gita? Jasson just realized where she might have the power to yell at you.

" I'm sorry for all my words and actions, sir. I just..."

Not yet selsai gita talk..

"Lay down! My head is a little dizzy if I see you like that."

Jasson held his head slowly.

"Sir, why are you? Which one's sick?" Gita panics and holds Jasson's head.

"Are you that sweet? I'm fine, it's just that your call made her sick."

"So what should I call you?" Gita pulled her ladder from Chief Jasson.

"Your son."

Jasson closed his eyes.

" why? Is your head so painful?" Ask Gita who saw Jasson silently Closing her eyes.

"I still hear you!"

" Mr Jasson..

Can I call you like that?"

" There is no sweetness." said Jasson still with closed eyes.

"My husband.." Aaa, this is what I call always, when he's not conscious. But now why does it feel so awkward?

"I didn't hear, what are you talking about?" Jasson is in the same position.

Gita braved herself, laying the body beside Jasson.

Jasson opened his eyes at a glance as he sensed the Gita's movements. But as Gita turned sideways and stared, she immediately closed those eyes again.

"My husband.. Are you okay?" Gita's whisper trembled in Jasson's ear.

Jasson spontaneously felt amused and opened her eyes.

Gita immediately shifted her body slightly away from Jasson.

Whahuh? Don't try to get angry, you want it! The Gita in the heart.

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To be continued

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