Girl For President

Miss Mother

"All right," said Anjani limp. He then sighed and swallowed his Saliva. One punch hit Abhimanyu's face right away but the man immediately held his soft hand.

"You know the woman's hand should be used to touch gently instead of hitting hard" said Abhimanyu lowering Anjani's hand down and locking it behind his body. He pulled Anjani's body closer towards him. Anjani's feet moved to kick the man but were locked by Abhimanyu's feet so they fell to the floor.

Bugh!

"Take me off" said Anjani, trying to escape. However, suddenly Abhimanyu's lips smothered Anjani's lips and softly melu-matnya, but it was only a moment and seconds later became more demanding. Abhimanyu's one hand held Anjani's jaw hard.

Makes Anjani surprised. She's never been treated like this by anyone, even Devan the man she loves is always being polite to her.

Anjani's one hand hit Abhimanyu's body but the man ignored Anjani's silence and accepted what the man was doing because his whole body was locked in the man's body.

His heart ached was required indecently by the man. Tears flowed from both corners of her eyes.

Abiamanyu then let go of the kiss and smiled. She wiped the tears in Anjani's eyes.

"I don't want to harass you, just be careful with the words you say. Don't insult someone. No man likes to be said weak including me," said Abhimanyu staring at the bead of Anjani's eyes. His thumb rubbed Anjani's lips, "I'm just giving you a little lesson so that these lips don't always refute what I'm saying."

The man came down from Anjani's body. The woman immediately ran over quickly leaving the man alone. Abhimanyu grinned. He could guess if the woman was not an experienced woman let alone a bad woman.

A trace of sweetness still felt on his lips, something had hardened the evidence of his manhood was still sane. Just never honed after his wife died. He is not a man who likes to play with women. He's a loyal guy.

"Anjani .. ," murmured the man licked the thumb that had touched Anjani's soft lips.

Anjani himself immediately ran into the room and locked it. He sat on the floor leaning against the door. His cry broke out there but while biting tightly on his hand so that the sound did not come out of the esophagus.

The man was so brash about taking his first kiss, it was not actually his first kiss because Devan often kissed his lips. But only limited to not until done by Abhimanyu.

"Basic of weathered widows, asshole, no heart." Various swearing he lay for Abhimanyu until he was tired and got up and walked to the soft and fragrant bed and laid his body that felt tired and inner.

In the morning, Anjani has taken a bath wearing batik and span skirt as usual to roll her hair up and sweep her face with thin makeup. A cologne he bought in the stall, used to complement his appearance.

Anjani then went out of the room and saw Marsellina who returned to her home last night was back again, Anjani saw the clock that was coiled in her hand. At 5:15, it was still morning and he had already started work. A woman who is dedicated to her work.

Anjani smiled at Marsellina. "Good morning, Chief."

"Are you ready this morning, Mentor?" reply Marsellina.

"It's my first day so I have to do my best" Anjani said.

"Your spirit can. I'm going to your room first to wake her up" Marsellina said, trying to heat Anjani and showing Anjani the woman's position.

"I'll wake the kids" Anjani said.

Anjani shuddered in horror at the name 'Master' recalling the incident last night where the man acted quickly to drop and harass her.

He must be a pervert. Thought Anjani. Anjani sees Marsellina coming into Abhimanyu's room and thinks nothing of the man.

A widower needs a place to channel desire, surely the man often does a no-no with Marselina. He could see how incessantly Marselina approached Abhimanyu. Anjani shuddered in horror and disgust at the thought.

Anjani then knocks on Bayu's room and calls out to him. There is no law either. Anjani then slowly opened the room and saw Bayu still asleep with headphones on his ear and mobile phone next to his body.

Anjani shook her head and went inside the room. Racer posters lined the walls of the room. He also saw a complete photo of the Abhimanyu family on a nightstand near Bayu's bed.

A portrait of a happy family. It is only fitting that the death of his mother hit the hearts of their three children.

Anjani put the photo back in its place. He took the headphones on Bayu's head slowly.

"Wood, wake up, it's morning."

"Mother, it's still night, I'm sleepy," muttered Bayu still with his eyes closed.

"Woodoo, you have to go to school" said Anjani. He was told by Anggun if the suspension for Bayu and Tirta was cancelled. All can happen because of the help of Anggun Father as the owner of the school foundation.

"Mom, I don't want to go to school anymore" said Bayu who was still unconscious.

Anjani then sat down next to Bayu and patted Bayu on the shoulder.

"You have to wake up, otherwise your future is bleak. You should set a good example for them."

"Mom, let me sleep for a little while." Bayu changed his sleeping position facing the wall and then pulled the blanket.

Anjani who was anxious then pulled the blanket. He surprised Bayu and opened his eyes.

"Sister," called Bayu surprised at Anjani.

"Wake up now that it's noon, you'll be late for school if fifteen more minutes aren't ready!" anjani.

"I was suspended" said Bayu.

"Skorsing canceled. Don't disappoint your mother because of your behavior. He's there looking at what you're doing and feeling sad when you're not being what he expected!" anjani.

Bayu.

"Come on, I'm waiting under twenty more minutes!" anjani.

After waking up Bayu Anjani switched to the front room of Bayu next to Abhimanyu's room. He saw Tirta was daydreaming in front of the window.

"You're awake, apparently, why haven't you been getting ready for school?" ask Anjani.

"I'm suspended" replied Tirta lethargic.

"No longer did Anggun's mother tell me about this news. Now you have to get ready for school now."

Tirta looked cheerful but her face bent back and sat limply on the edge of the bed.

"Why?"

"I remember that every morning my mother would grumble so that I would wake up quickly and prepare to go to school" said Tirta sobbing, wiping her tears. Anjani sat down next to Tirta and grabbed him. His heart ached and grumbled, knowing what Tirta felt, living without a biological mother by his side. Although Cindy always behaves like a mother in general but she wants to know her biological mother.

"You miss him?"

"Very," isak Tirta hugged Anjani tightly.

Abhimanyu who just came out of his room saw the togetherness of Anjani and Tirta. It turns out that the woman was right if her children needed more attention.