A widower? Hot Daddy's.

Part 17's

Abhimana Anga

Relieved to have explained everything that happened, although at first he was disappointed but in the end he was able to accept with spaciousness and our status was finally officially bound, although not yet legally religious, but that is now a problem, his desire to raise a family turned out to be a top priority given his age that has now matured as a woman and also a career that is quite established as a family life support. But I was not ready with everything, considering the background and career that could be said to be mediocre, even just enough to meet everyday life, not to mention about his family that I don't know at all, which probably won't approve of his son's relationship, who only gets a widower's man.

Ting.

The message rang out the daydream. It contains only heart-shaped emojis and also a smile with a sign of love.

I smile, it feels like doing this makes me feel young again or maybe it seems childish, but it's okay, maybe this is just an effect of falling in love.

I returned the message with the same emoji with a happy smile and before long the reply from him also added a sense of happiness for today.

"Don't forget to eat yes, the same later in the afternoon don't cook, later I cook something."

"Yes." Yeah."

I replied to his last message briefly, not wanting a chat over the message to interfere with his mandatory activities.

The sound of a car that seemed to stop right in front of the house forced curiosity to arise and led me to look at it, and it turned out to be true, a car from someone I knew had been parked there.

I went out and stood in the doorway to greet him, for I knew that he was here to visit my house.

"Hi, tumben's not here ngabarin?"

"Yes, you're late so stop by first, can you?"

I let him sit in the front seat of the guest, this time and so on maybe I won't allow him to come in, all I do to keep my relationship with Mira.

"Auntie."

Syafina who was in her room deliberately told me to accompany Ana while I prepared a drink for her.

"Hey, baby."

Meeting Syafina, Ana immediately carried her hand and held her lap and unceasingly treated Syafina with anxiety and spoiled, they both played so familiar like ordinary friends.

"Sister Davina where's aunt? Not coming?"

"Dear, because the aunt was accidentally through here, so stop by first."

The two of them were so cheerful, before finally the cheerfulness was gone the moment someone came. Syafina thrashed down from Ana's lap, with her small legs she immediately ran towards the person who was walking towards her.

"Auntie."

Mira catches Syafina's small body, lifts it up and holds it, the joy has now moved on both of them, while Ana has to feel defeated to see Syafina more antusisas meet Mira.

I just noticed they didn't want to comment, let me explain to Mira about Ana's arrival at this time.

Ana smilingly greeted Mira who was walking towards us by holding Syafina, I greeted her with a smile as sweet as possible, undeniably at this time I was happy to see the closeness of the two of them.

Cup.

A kiss landed on one of the cheeks after Ana and Mira had previously made each other quibbles to just say hello. I don't know what Mira was thinking while doing that, maybe if my guess was correct, Mira did it deliberately so that Ana saw it which in the end might be able to explain the status of my current relationship with Mira to her.

My face heated up, my heart pounded while the little look smiled meaningfully at the adult holding him doing so in front of his own eyes.

"Mas, can you please grab some groceries in the car? Make us cook tonight's food."

The unfinished me enjoying today's surprise came to a realization and hurried to do what Mira had just said.

"Eh, yes."

Mira first entered my house by bringing along Syafina who was still in her arms, I caught up with them by carrying Mira's quite a lot of groceries, there was even one of the cardboard boxes that were quite large in size there, which contained items that were not cooking ingredients.

"Sorry, just a minute."

Before entering, I made small talk to Ana so she wouldn't feel left out, I'm sure the scene was less liked to see the expression on Ana's face today changed from the previously cheerful now to mediocre.

"I'll go ahead, just a minute."

After putting Mira's groceries on the dining table not far from the kitchen, I asked Mira's permission to go back to the front to meet Ana, lucky Mira understood this situation, however Ana is a guest and as the host I have to appreciate it.

After I arrived and had just stepped foot one step past the front door, Ana immediately stood up.

"Mas, I went home first huh, it's late afternoon, Kasian Davina is waiting."

Without waiting for me to agree, Ana immediately went to her car. As an unspoken apology, I drove him up to the car and waited for him to make sure his car had left the gate of the housing complex.

After that, I went back home and went straight to the kitchen which from that direction seemed like what Mira wanted to do had already started.

"It's starting to look."

I accompanied Mira who was cooking dinner for us like what she had promised earlier, it turned out that besides the profession she was living today, apparently Mira was also good at cooking, as well, although not comparable to the expertise of the late Viona.

"Yes dong, as a prospective wife, you should be able to cook, so that the husband is the same as a twilight child, not enough sexy capital, right? Oh yeah, where's Ana?"

Without turning her focus on what she was doing, Mira asked me about Ana's whereabouts. From the tone of his voice maybe Mira does not like the presence of Ana at home.

I offered to help because as far as I cook was not an easy job, except maybe just cooking rice, water or instant noodles that did not need to bother having to prepare this and that seasoning.

"Mmhh, this is it, you wash the meat, yes, until it is clean."

"Don't you have to use soap?"

Mira looked at me, astonished but then smiled.

"No need to use bleach just let it really clean."

I immediately did what Mira said, I washed everything until I thought it was completely clean.

"When do you like to joke, Mom?"

"Udah from the beginning, just the same people who really deket aja."

"So now we're getting dong?"

Mira looked back at me with an unusual smile and eye gaze. I just nodded in agreement to what Mira asked.

After some time all the dishes have been presented on the dining table and ready to be eaten.

"Oh yes, can you ask for help? That's my house lamp not on the signal."

"Yes, I'm afraid."

Mira gave me the keys to her house, and I immediately headed to her house that was still pitch black. After entering I turned on one by one the lights inside and outside the house except for the room lights, on one of the walls of the living room there is a large framed photo in the photo there are four people who are sitting together with different poses, three women and one man, one of them is Mira who I estimate her age in the photo is still around twenty-five years old, then the other woman may be Mira's brother, Mira, while the other two people are Mira's parents, looking so happy and perfect.

After finishing a little enjoying Mira's memories in the photo, I immediately returned, looking forward to enjoying the dish that Mira made for us tonight.

"Udah? Old ko anyway?"

Mira and Syafina who had been sitting behind the dining table preparing for dinner together were astonished because I went to turn on the lights alone took quite a long time.

"Yes, I'm sorry I saw your family picture first."

"Oh, that's a picture of my mom, and my brother, too."

Mira cooks the dishes that I and Syafina like, out of nowhere she knows what is my favorite menu but clearly Mira's cuisine turned out to be quite good, good, I saw Syafina so cheerful when she loved the food she liked.

"Where's darling? Good no?"

"Enak aunty."

"Eat it slowly, baby, it'll sprain."

Seeing Syafina eating voraciously and in a hurry Mira advised. After that night Mira returned to her old age, her attention to Syafina was so great but there was still fear for me to believe that she could be a mother to Syafina.

"You must also eat, do not watch Syafina."

I feed the food on my plate to him. Seeing me do that, Syafina smiled amusedly.

"Why? You want to too?"

I feed Syafina and Mira alternately interspersed with laughter created from simple things.

After finishing a different dinner than usual, Mira intended to wash all the dirty dishes and cookware, but I prevented it because it would make her very tired, I told her to wait in the living room with Syafina who started her drawing hobby, while I prepared a glass of warm milk for Syafina as well as two cups of tea for me and Mira.

"Mas, is my room still dark?"

I just came by carrying a tray containing three glasses of warm drinks directly lined by questions from Mira.

"I haven't been sad yet."

"Ko? Why not get it?"

"That's your room, I don't dare go in."

We sat side by side watching Syafina who was busy pouring scratches from simple ideas that she was trying to pour.

"Mas, what's the problem we talked about yesterday?"

Mira starts a serious conversation about what she wants. I did not immediately answer the question and first choose to think about what I will do to comply with what Mira wants, actually not because I am not ready to return to have a companion in life, but not because, but more materially, the marriage requires a considerable cost and in the near future I do not have enough savings, while the results of the royalties are obtained gradually.

I took a deep breath before answering his question.

"I'm ready to meet your parents, but...Are you really ready to be a mom? Getting married is not easy, especially if you still like to hear people talk, not to mention that your family is not ready to have a daughter-in-law like me."

Hearing my answer, Mira fell silent. Maybe he thought the same thing. Slowly he began to lean his head on my shoulder while thinking of a solution so that his desire to get married could be realized.

"Next week I want to go home to my parents, to talk about this, but after that you can meet them?"

Seeing the serious look from Mira, I assured her that to just meet, I was ready, but for the next one it might depend on what they would respond to about my relationship with Mira, if everything seems to approve then I am ready to marry her, but if otherwise maybe I have to prove myself that I am worthy to be the father of their youngest daughter.