Child Widow 1

CHAPTER 23

hi hi, before the story continues mimin want to say hello again, and thank you for the noveltoon admin who wants to recover the chapter that was erased by irresponsible people,and a little spoiler of this story later not only romance but will be seasoned elements of other elements, curious right?

stay tune....

05.00 in the morning.

the chanting of takbir has begun to be unpretentious from the direction of the mosque, early in the morning on a fitri and holy day, where all Muslims return to their nature.

"mas, dress for prayer ied I was as bad as, I put next to papa sama bima shirt"

"eating what you are is like a bad taste" said Rangga who began to be possessive of what Safira ate since he knew if the wife was pregnant.

"gold would? yummy loh"

"hmmm yes delicious, the sweet pedes fit not pesesesan and not sweetness, what food is this"

"oh that sweet spicy pork, I cook myself, the recipe is in love mama"

hearing that, Rangga immediately vomited his food. hoeeek hoeeeek...

"mas...mas why?"

"not good?"

"or do you not like meat that is still medium rare?"

"i don't eat pork baby.you know Muslims don't eat pork"

safira patted his forehead, how could he possibly forget this one thing.

"i'm sorry, I forgot.." said Safira felt guilty.

"yes already gapapa, next time do not repeat yes.has gone to the mosque first, you are at home, rest."

"remember you're pregnant, I don't want anything to happen to you and our child"

"oh yes, after praying ied, we and the family want to go to Wonosobo, want to go to grandma's house"

"i'm coming along, all you silahturahmi, and your grandmother can't come when we get married"

"it's there, it's been called bima just as papa tuh"

"it has departed, but you are that cake, if you don't remember the clock I ate you" said Rangga in his heart when he saw the wife carelessly revealing her innocent body.

"i'm going to take a shower"

Istiqlal Mosque.

bugh

"oh sorry sorry, I didn't see because I was too focused on my phone" Rangga said

"you?"

"you?"

said the two of them when their eyes met each other, yes, the one who saw rangga was karina, his ex-wife, who had an affair with his business partner just for the money.

the Lord brought them back, where they had made a sacred promise, where he said the qobul ijab and the place where Karina received the rangga to be her priest.

a shadow of the memories flashed back, reminding them that they once had a relationship and bond in the name of God, before finally being separated in court through a divorce lawsuit.

"you followed me" said Rangga breaking the awkwardness.

"it's a public place, don't be pensive" said karina as she walked away.

"to be honest I'm sorry"karina.

after performing the ied prayer, rangga and his wife, children and both parents went to the city of Wonosobo, visiting relatives who have become the annual agenda of every Eid al-Fitr.

6 hours or so needed from Jakarta to Wonosobo, through the Cikopo-palimanan toll road, a long journey but somehow it will feel fun when done on a holiday.

"we stopped to rest and eat" said mama agnes.

"snanggung ma, we'll be nyampe in half an hour"

"you don't know what the hell, see your wife wake up and finish the sponge" mama agnes teased the daughter-in-law.

"mama don't do that ah, already on the road I'm gapapa kok, we eat at grandma's house"

"no, you're pregnant, you have to eat regularly"

"there's a stall ahead of meadow cuisine"

meanwhile in Jakarta.

karina was sitting in one of the shopping center parks, she saw people and then passing in and out of the mall, which she did when she felt lonely.

he was lonely, alone on this Fitri day, where everyone gathered with their relatives.

in addition, late burges always forbid karina to his apartment, the reason is always the same, he was busy.

"may I sit down?"said the handsome man in black.

"of course sir, please" said karina kindly.

"Mahesa" said the man, extending a hand.

"it looks like you are not from Jakarta" said Karina when she saw the physical characteristics of her interlocutors who have exotic skin and curly hair.

"yes I am from the land of Papua, I am going to Jakarta because I got a call from a hospital" Mahesa explained.

"oh wow, you're a doctor apparently"

"yes, and I'm also looking for my girlfriend, who was on campus with me first"

"is he your lover?"

"eh no, he's just a friend, but a close friend"

"don't you lie, from your expression I can read if you like your friend"

"yes, I did like that woman, from the time I was in college, until now"

"but I used to be poor, ugly, college-only scholarship"

"whereas he was the son of the people, but he was not as arrogant as the son of the rich in general"

"who is that lucky girl.I'm sure if she married you would be very happy"

"but now that I've lost contact with him, the last information is that he's a teacher in Jakarta"

"hey don't be sad so, okay as an initial introduction, I will help you find the girl, I know the ins and outs of this Jakarta city"

"really?"mahesa said with sparkling eyes.

"yes.try telling me how his face is"

"i kept the picture on my phone for a while"

"this is beautiful, right?"mahesa said while showing photos in her mobile phone.

"this right? mas rangga's wife.iya is not wrong again this mas rangga's wife"mumbled karina in the heart.

"hey miss, pretty anyway?"

"he's got white skin would fit me perfectly with my skin color"

"is it more striking when it's close to me?"

"eeh yes yes..it is very suitable and harmonious if in my opinion"

"so can you help?I will give 10 million if I manage to meet him"

"yes yes, I will help you as much as I can hehehe"

"your race is a woman who takes over people's husbands, we'll see what this man does to your household"

meanwhile, at the residence of grandparents in Wonosobo

after the maghrib prayer, all members of the family gathered in the living room, talking to each other to let go of longing.

"oh this tah nak safira that is often told the same agnes" said aunt rangga call it tatum.

"beautiful yeah, like an outsider"

"oh must dong, who was his father-in-law" said mama agnes.

safira only smiled while holding in shame as she became the talk of her husband's in-laws and aunts.

"where's the bathroom?"safira whispered softly to her husband.

"let me take you"

"where are you going?"

"want to go to the bathroom pa, Safira said he wanted to pee"

"oh yes already, be careful, the bathroom is not together with the house"

"mas.why not just one bathroom"

"don't know where it's dark again"

"it's guarding here, it's the flashlight"

"don't stay..."

in the bathroom and Safira POV.

"burning cassava smell yes..."

grrrrrr

grrrrrr

grrrrrr

"emmm right, there was a growling sound, something must have gone wrong with this"

"sesha, come I need your help"

seriated