You Are My Sunshine
Part 172's
The two of them cleaned up before dawn, Dara washed herself first after vomiting again this morning. Nausea vomit is still within reasonable limits, but as a husband, Wira always faithfully accompanied when Dara experienced morning sickness whether it was heavy or mild.
The long-haired beauty opened the bag containing the change of clothes she was carrying, he looked around for a tie he had prepared from home with the slightest movement possible so as not to make a noise that could disturb the sleep of his father and mother-in-law.
Haris and Ratih are still not awake, the middle-aged man sleeps in a long chair across a large sofa that is made into a bed by Dara and Wira.
The woman came out of the bathroom after she finished refreshing herself and changed into clothes. Dara approached with a tie in her hand.
"Here, put the tie together." Dara stood right in front of Vira, buttoning her husband's shirt around for the collar of her neck and arms and the handsome tall man bent down to align himself with Dara.
Again Ratih watched the two lovebirds interact. She woke up about thirty minutes ago when Dara was vomiting in the bathroom. The corner of his eyes stole the view to see the look in his eyes and the smile of his son who looked happy when he looked at his wife, and also the aura of sincerity that was strong from Dara was dazzling in the entire room.
Haris' words last night were still ringing in his ears. A sense of regret began to crawl his heart, his heart immediately slipped. All this time he tried to separate them under the pretext of the good of the Hero, but in reality he almost destroyed the happiness of his precious son and was about to force him to share his life with the leech-like rotten woman.
Even the daughter-in-law who was not considered to be her would like to stay at the hospital to accompany and take care of her. He is very young, but he is very wise and mature.
Maybe because Dara experienced a lot of bitterness in life as a child, unconsciously and naturally it makes him have a more mature mind than people his age.
"Well, it's done. We have to have breakfast before work." Dara reminded and Wira landed her lips on Dara's forehead tasting her affectionate.
"Don't worry, every morning I'm getting used to it. Just now I've taken my medicine and now all of a sudden I want to have a full breakfast of chicken porridge, is anyone near here selling it?" ask Dara.
"We had breakfast at the restaurant in front of the hospital. They usually open since morning and provide a variety of breakfast menu there including the food you mentioned earlier. It's just that the restaurant's only open in about an hour, but if you want it now I'll search the outside of the hospital area."
"No need Mas, wait a while no. problem," he said while stroking the side of the Hero's arm.
Then there was a rustling sound from the bed where Ratih was lying, both of them immediately turned their heads and they found Ratih who was trying to get up to sit down. Wira and Dara immediately approached and helped her to sit leaning.
"Sorry, it must be because I was noisy so wake up Auntie," said Dara felt bad and lowered her face.
She often forgets where she is when she is near her husband, the devastating effects of burning love make it seem as if the world belongs to only two and the other is forgotten.
"Absolutely not. It's time to wake up" replied Ratih who then reviewed a smile.
"But why do you still call me Aunt, am I not your mother? call me Mother. Don't call me a stranger" she said in a mother's distinctive tone.
Dara who lowered her head immediately raised her face in a gasp and immediately looked straight at Ratih, is what she heard really real and not a dream?