That Tatrum Man

Bima finally stops cursing me with his bad words. He starts to calm down and keeps quiet because I don't answer his curses or defend myself.

I don't have much time to just respond to everything he says. I don't even have a chance to win a conversation with a man who will stubbornly continue to beat me.

"Mommy, does she know my condition?" asked Bima,

Earlier I heard him so enthusiastically berating me yet now his voice sounds very sad when finally the wheelchair approaches the bed.

“I've sent a message, I figured out she's read it as well. I also couldn't possibly call your mother who is campaigning, right? I don't want to be scolded by her. If you want her to come, just tell to do it yourself!" I inform him that, while looking at Bima who is still sitting in a wheelchair and is reluctant to return to his bed.

"It's useless, why would I have a wife if it turns out I have handled everything by myself? " he said,

He turns the wheel and faces me, who is behind him.

“Aah A wi