Casanova Brief of Widows

Chapter 35

Caca tried to play all the games there. Like children in general, the little boy was happy not to be a bitch. Bari faithfully accompanies Caca barmain to any rides, while Arumi only becomes their loyal audience.

Secretly Arumi noticed the interaction of the two, she pulled her lips together to form a smile covered with a veil. It was only this time that Caca was close to a man other than her ashes.

"Caca, it's yuk baby. Fatty, rest first. Om Bari was also tired," Arumi shouted as she waved for them to come towards her.

Arumi gave them a bottle of water. The face of the two who after bathing became sweaty again due to playing non-stop.

"Go home, it's two o'clock and we haven't had lunch. Kasian mom starving. You were so good had eaten noodles" said Bari who successfully made Arumi so wrong behavior. It seems that the woman has begun to melt with the charm and actions of Bari is simple but powerful.

Before going home, do not forget their photos in some places that are good for capturing their images. Although with a very coercive force Bari managed to make Arumi willing to photograph with him both and someone with Caca.

I don't know, Arumi gradually felt a vibration that he had not felt for a long time. Feelings that are difficult to explain, especially if it is not a feeling of love. However, Arumi's logic cut through his heart. His logic immediately took over what was said in his heart.

No, it's not a feeling of love. It is impossible for that feeling to just come without cause. There's nothing Bari does until I can fall in love with her.

Not doing anything? Happy Caca is an action that is not easy and a big thing. Caca has never been close to any man and has never been this close to strangers. But look at Bari! He was able to make Caca feel comfortable and feel the affection of the father figure. He's willing to whine at you for the sake of being with Bari.

Naturally, all young children will definitely whine if someone promises it for a meal, a walk just like any other small thing.

Arumi started to get dizzy with logic and her heart was no longer in line. This time, he fought with himself again. Ah, let's just act like this, followed by the flow, Arumi resigned.

"What do you want to eat here somewhere else?" tanya Bari who goes hand in hand with Arumi.

"You have to go to the bar. Eat anywhere just like me."

"Sama, if there's you I'd like to eat anywhere."

"Not to start."

"Why? Afraid of baper?" goda Bari brought her face closer to Arumi.

"What the hell. Your chatter doesn't mean anything to me."

"Cooking? Yes, you said that. Your face does not look red. Try if you don't wear a veil, it'll be red."

Arumi reflexively gave the man a deathly look. Instead of being afraid, Bari took advantage of the opportunity to see Arumi's beautiful eyes. Stare fixedly without blinking. Realizing it as an opportunity Bari, Arumi quickly lowered her head.

Arumi's heart rhymed beautifully again, he felt his own chest so hard his heart beat.

"Why? It must be deg deg an ya."

Arumi deliberately does not respond so that Bari does not continue to tease him. They decided to eat in the same place, so as not to take time and soon be able to go home.

In the heart of Arumi is actually confused how to eat it later. To be honest, he had never eaten outside since wearing a veil.

"What do you want to eat, baby?" tanya Bari handed the menu book to the little boy.

"What do you want to eat? Don't be confused about what the food is. Later you can eat at the place of nursing mothers, it's okay to eat there."

"What Bari doesn't know" the man replied lightly.

"Congolently, not good. Cook the meal brought there."

"Yes, you ate it here, let me find another chair later. Our table is safe, you eat will not be too exposed, just open little veil."

"Why did you teach me how to eat?"

"Still know, if you used to eat outside, you will not be confused how to eat here. Your eyes look great when you think about it. I must have thought about how to eat, right? What else do you think about how I refuse? It won't."

"Mother and Bari why the hell fight mulu?" caca in the middle of them noisily.

"No fight, baby. Just telling mom, but the bunda is wayward. So it's mad at you."

"When will I be my father?"

Uhuk uhuk

The two humans who had just argued were choked by the drink that had just been shaved. Whether in the setting or accidentally or somehow the story they can drink together and Caca thrust a question that is not fitting.

"Ask the mother, om ready whenever the mother wants," replied Bari as he lowered his eyebrows, he knew that Arumi was stealing his eyes from him.

"When's mom?"

Arumi answered, The food has come. Arumi breathed a sigh of relief, at least he could shift the topic and not have to think of an answer.

"Eat first, baby. Don't ask the no-no."

Bari really kept his word. In order to keep Arumi comfortable while eating, she goes to another table.

"Caca, next time don't ask so much about Bari, son. Not nice, not polite."

"Yes mother."

*

Elsewhere, Arkan's mind wanders by his encounters with Arumi and Caca earlier. He still could not believe that the child Arumi was born five years ago was his son.

Since Arumi was repatriated by him, Arkan has indeed disappeared like being swallowed by nature. He also did not find out where and how the story of Arumi next. Whether Arumi was fine or just slumped after the talaq letter he received, Arkan did not know and did not want to know at that time.

And today, he was so shocked to see a little girl who looked so much like him. Similarly, the posture of the woman who had accidentally collided with him. Despite wearing loose-fitting robe clothing and showing no curves at all, Arkan is very familiar with it. The shape of her eyes and lashes are reminiscent of the figure of the woman she once loved even though her marriage only lasted a few months.

After his marriage to Arumi ran aground, Arkan decided to remarry with Dinda. The woman he always brought home when he was Arumi's husband. For five years of marriage, this was Dinda's first pregnancy.

"Yuk came home, tired already," said Dinda with her big peut. Stepping on the age of seven months of pregnancy, making Dinda easily tired because of an enlarged stomach.

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