I WILL TAKE CARE OF YOU

"Hello," she greeted me. In her face, it seems that she does not bother in my presence.

"Do you know me?" she nodded in response.

"The one that looks like my husband with the same name." I smiled at what she said.

"Can I seat?" I pointed next to her. She nods as an answer.

"Why are you crying? I won't say 'no', go ahead, sit down,” she said and I sat beside her.

"Why did you leave?" I asked and held her hands.

"I was sad and I thought of Charles."

"You should be told me so I can bring you here."

“I am afraid you will tell Asher about him. He doesn't know about Charles and I don't want him to know.” I sighed while caressing the hand.

"Why, would he be angry?"

“No, but I don't want to hurt him. Charles was formed in a bad situation and when Asher found out, he would be hurt.”

She protected my feelings. Even though she is not on her own she is still thinking of me.

"I am sorry,"

“Why are you saying sorry? Have you told Asher, yet? ”

"I'm sorry," I said repeatedly.

"Do not Cry. It's not your fault. I love him so I don't want to hurt him. But the truth is I still hurt him. But he would be even more hurt when he found out what had happened to me. That's why it's ok for me and for him if he is angry with me, he will be hurt more if he finds out the truth.”

"Do you really love him?"

"Yes, too much," she replied.

"I love you so much, Ashley." I could no longer restrain myself.

"You mean Asher loves me?" I nodded. “I really love him too. Just don't tell him where I am.” I nod and continue to cry.

"Promised," I answered.

“I missed Charles, you know he was miserable when he was alive. The amount of pain he had because of me. Because when he was still in the womb I did nothing but cry and cry. I miss Asher. I asked myself how is he? If he is ok? If he still hates me? until Charles got sick. ”

"Does that mean even if you're not with Asher you haven't forgotten him?" She shook like a child then looked at me.

“I always missed him because I worry about him. I'm scared that maybe something happened to him. ” Then he looked at me.

"He's fine, he had a hard time at first but he was very happy when you came back,"

“Really? he is jealous of Charles. ”

"I'm sorry, he doesn't know." She smiled at me.

"It's okay, he doesn't know everything." Then look at the tomb. I also looked there and I couldn’t help but be disappointed in myself. I hope I met him early so that I can make him feel that not only his mommy loves him but me as well. I wish I could have felt the love of a father for him. I missed the chance of being a father.

“If only Asher had known about him earlier. He would have made him feel that he has a father, he can feel a fatherly love before he passed,” I said.

“That was my mistake. Because I love my husband so much, I hid the truth from him. Am I a bad mother? ”

"No," I interrupted him. "You're just confused and you don't know what to do so you made a decision without thinking properly."

"You know, I miss Charles." She suddenly cried after saying that. "But I'm happy because he's rested well."

"And he's happy too because you're happy."

"But I'll be happier if I can be with Asher."

"It will if you will help yourself to get out from where you are right now." She smiled at me.

"You want to know how Asher and I met?" I nodded.

"Sure,"

“He is my best friend's brother. You know I just saw him for the first time and I had crushed on him but he doesn't even know that until now.” I stared at her because of what she said because I really didn’t know about that.

"Really?" I was thrilled to say.

“Hmph, I was young then. He was still studying then and he was very serious and then he didn't pay attention to me,” she said sadly. “I just hid him in my heart. I thought we would never be together again because I've been with a lot of guys but he still accepted me. I'm happy because he not only loved me but he also respected me.”

“Because he really loves you. The first time he saw you he knows he already loves you. ”

"Really?"

"Yes, he's just shy because you were young then."

"You know, if Asher and I meet again, I'll hug him very tightly and kiss him."

"Really, you're going to do that?"

“Yes, because I really miss him. You, what will you do first when you see your wife?”

"Like you, I will hug him and kiss him."

"We think the same."

"Ashley,"

"Hmph,"

"Promise, I won't tell Asher anything, but promise me also that you won't leave without letting me know, ok?"

"I'm sorry for what I did?"

"No." I caressed her face. “It’s ok, we’re just too worried about you. Especially me because I don’t know what happened to you. Where are you and maybe what will happen to you.” She nodded.

“Promise. It will not happen, again. Asher---- "

"Hmph?"

“Thank you for taking care of me! Promise when my husband Asher and I meet again I will tell him that you are as sane as he is.”

"Really?"

"Yes,"

"Thanks,"

"Asher, I'm sleepy, can we go home?"

"Sure." She leaned on my shoulder so I carried her to the car.

“Can I sleep in your arms?” she asked. "I feel safe like how I feel safe with Asher my husband."

"Feel free." She closed her eyes and put her face on my chest.

"Thank you," I slowly put her in the chair. He was actually asleep while leaning over. I parted the hair that covered her face and rested deeply.

"I thought I lost you again." I couldn’t stop my tears from coming out. I bent down and kissed her on the lips. "I love you so much."