Child Widow 1
CHAPTER 4
Diakan bima's? you know bima?
I'll tell you later what's important now this show first
1 hour passed all the invited guests had seemed to stay a little, only the remaining two families of the bride.
"you look harmonious and suitable" said the mother of safira
"mother-in-law can, I should be less, at my age now I have to marry your young daughter"
"you guys we've been dating since we were kids but a couple of years your family disappeared somewhere"
"well, ma'am, we go to the room to rest"
"yes, I want to make us many grandchildren" whispered safira's mother to rangga
you what the hell ngeiyain say mother, yes our agreement
yes, besides, it is also just a fake
watch out for your macem macem, and remember you owe me an explanation
After arriving at the safira room to lay her body on the bed, she did not care about the rose decoration that formed the symbol of love that would be damaged.
rangga who found safira had fallen asleep he became a little relieved because honestly he still did not want a story about Bima.
The evening changed the morning the sapphires opened their eyes and did not find any rangga.
he woke up and saw Rangga sleeping on the floor with his coat on
yes indeed the room is indeed a bridal room that is deliberately designed without a sofa.
"have I gone too far?"
"after all he is now my husband"
safira approached the rangga, and shook his body so that the rangga woke up
"snake, wake"
"hot tight yes" said Safira when the back of his hand touched the forehead of the rangga
"what's up, you're up?" rangga woke up from his sleep
"go to bed, you seem to have a fever"
"yes, I can't get cold"
"why not tell me, you can bed with me.." saffira hung
days passed now rangga returned with his activities in the office and safira who returned to teaching.
that morning sapphires made meat stews for breakfast menu, he was very good when processing ingredients in the kitchen.
rangga was amazed, in addition to the beautiful looking sapphire he was very good at cooking, very rarely now find a woman who is willing to cook in the kitchen.
10 Minutes later, the dish is served at the dinner table.
rangga took rice and side dishes for safira, and because of that, the safira scrunched his forehead.
"Om why, good tumben"
"have eaten, I will only repay you for cooking for me"
"om weird, sometimes good sometimes cold"
"don't talk much at meals, and remember from now on call me mas"
"Related"
That afternoon safira had arrived at the rangga residence and started cooking, while on the other side the rangga car went into a small rented that seemed not managed.
"When the jerk comes" said Bima loudly and applauded him
"that's how you say to your parents, this is if you hang out with them" said Rangga, pointing at all the street children
"i know what you're here for, I'm not surprised, you took everything from me"
"what do you mean" asked rangga not understand
"hahaha, rangga you really are a jerk yes, first of all, you took my mother's life you killed her in front of my eyes" said Rangga with a slightly raised voice
"I told you it was an accident!!" rangga said no less high
"and the second, hihiks hihi hihi" said bima while giggling because she had been affected by liquor
"the second you took my girl, my first love, and now you're making her my mother, you're a true demon, you're a cruel father"
"she's a good girl, she doesn't think I'm inferior even though she's learned, unlike you"
"that's right look at you now, you're like this because of something you consider a way of life" said Rangga in a high tone
"hey, I live not asking for money from you, and oh yes tell my new mother and my first love I'm happy and disappointed in her,I'm disappointed that I couldn't get her love because at the time I wanted to declare it I doubted she'd accept me, but I'm also glad I had another relationship with her, at least I could give my love as a child to her"
"and I'll never forgive you if you hurt her like my mother did, I'll make sure that if you do, it'll be in your name in the capital's funeral paper"
