Girl For The Widow

78

"Ooooops."

Rin unknowingly opened his voice what happened earlier on Campus. At that instant he got a sharp glare from Rizqia.

Rin grinned with a hidden gesture of apology. The two girls were silent no one intended to answer.

Waiting for an answer that does not exist. Sister-in-law Rizqia noticed the two of them. The woman turned her gaze to the Hijab girl in front by asking for an explanation. Rin was silent with a bow, glancing at it he directed to Rizqia to ask for approval.

No response, Sister-in-law Rizqia turned her attention to Rizqia.

"So no one wants to explain" said the young woman repeating the same question.

Rizqia let out a long breath. He made up his heart which was still in frustration. He had to explain to his Sister-in-law, if not to be haunted at all times with the same question.

"There's a prankster profaning my name in the description of the material we're studying." Rizqia finally opened her voice.

He went on to explain in as much detail as possible without missing a part of the word with what had happened.

The story was confirmed by Rin with a nod of the Head.

"So so? Who's she?"

"His name is Keynand Son of Ardiaz," answered Rizqia flatly.

"What's? Keynand Ardiaz's son, Hotel Director Ardiaz?" brother-in-law Rizqia asked in surprise.

Rizqia nodded confirming her Sister-in-law's question.

His face turned riled. There was a restlessness that the lady tried to hide.

"Wait, wait. So Keynand's not a student but a Director?" rin asked to confirm what he heard.

"Yes, he's not a student but a self-styled student. I don't know what the purpose is?" rizqia replied blatantly showing hatred.

"Wualaaah, which means he's not our age, deserves to look mature. I thought Keynand was an eternal student, so he moved to our Campus" Rin said, still not believing in the new truth.

"Yes, that's not all, Keynand was married and had a boy about three years old." Rizqia continued her story making Rin again surprised.

"Whataaa? Non-Qia's not misinformed, is it?" shouted a woman who sounded crisp. The shout succeeded in making the three different women of that age shocked.

"Bibiiiiik, make Qia sniffle d*da nih!" rizqia protests with her manyun face.

"This Auntie? I was also surprised if my baby cried in the stomach, how? I can't comfort him, but what if I'm fussy?" timpal Rin was trying to normalize his heartbeat.

Meanwhile, Sister-in-law Rizqia just smiled listening to Rizqia and Rin protest. He was also surprised by the sudden appearance of the Aunt and accompanied by a thunderous voice.

"These two girls are sewot, anyway? So the protest continued what about me who was also surprised. Can you calm this old, rumbling heart" said the Aunt not wanting to budge.

"Bibiiiik," the two cried out for revenge.

"Maha." The aunt laughed with her joy.

"Now the same, right?" rizqia mocked.

"really? That handsome Den Keynand is married and has kids?" ask the Aunt to make sure. He sat in his bed.

"True Bibik. He said he'd been looking for information about Mr. Keynand, but he didn't know. How'this?" answer Rizqia gregetan.

Hehehehe

The aunt grinned the Pony.

"Bibik just look at his handsome Photo all. So excited to forget to read the row of letters, yes sorry if you do not know," said Bibik with a shy smile.

"Sibling."

"Tenak Non, from now on Bibik no longer want to be friendly with the man named Keynand. I've got a wife and child, still another nyari continues to nyari young leaves again. How strong is the beater so that one Wife is not enough." The aunt said fervently to spill all her dislike.

She adored Keynand this morning and hated him so much. As handsome and as neat as he is, he still does not like betrayal very much.

"Bibik, don't talk about it, ah! There's a little boy here" Rizqia's brother-in-law reminded The Bibik.

It looks fiery, very passionate to speak and blatantly shows that feeling of disappointment and anger. That is the Bibik.

"Non the Racer defends the Man?" ask the aunt not to like it.

"Not defending, that was what was said, remember not defending? There is a child who should not listen to taboo words. Bibik said it lightly. Even if it is called must not be discussed."

The bibik grinned to hear the explanation of Nonanya's Sister-in-law.

Hehehehe

"Delusion turned out. Sorry," continued the Bibik by putting on his innocent look.

The young woman smiled. It is possible that he was so excited to voice an opinion.

Rizqia nodded in response to her Brother-in-law's question. Looked at the long haul of that sweet lady.

"Continue how you feel? Do like?" ask again.

"No, I don't want to have a serious relationship with any man yet. I want to have a delayed dream. I don't want to miss any more days that have been missed. This is my chance sister" said Rizqia seriously.

The sweet lady nodded. There was relief on his face. He understood that Rizqia did not want to lose her days anymore.

"Sister supports your decision, Deck! But Brother is worried about you too," said the Sister-in-law with an affectionate look.

"Worry why?" rizqia asked confusedly.

"Worried if you close your heart to a man or numb to the name of love to a partner. Do not let the trauma make you do not believe in the presence of a faithful man in this world," replied the Brother explained his concern.

"Come, Brother! Honestly, I feel like this heart is frozen and has no interest in Men" said Rizqia honestly. Don't want to lie to what's going on with his heart right now. Rizqia finally revealed what she felt.

"I don't hope, what happened to our parents didn't make you numb. Everyone has the right to love and be loved because it has become His decree. Maybe right now you don't want to have that feeling. But don't get ahead of him you ignore that. Life without love and a partner, like a beautiful flower and live in an arid land without water drops, of course it will make the land wither and dry."

The Sister-in-law advised and gave an idea with the choices that might be taken by her Sister-in-law.

"At least not hurt by treason" said Rizqia did not agree.

The sister-in-law smiled. She stroked the hair of the white girl beside her. It was understandable that Rizqia wanted to get away from that sense at the moment. Gently the sweet lady explained.

"Dear Qia, the betrayal does exist and will happen. Why can it happen because of the lust of Man who wants it. If we can fight it and refuse to be controlled by lust, betrayal will not happen. Only strong faith as a weapon to muffle all the bad wishes in our hearts."

"It will hurt if we are betrayed by our loved ones and we trust to take care of our hearts. But the pain we can actually make the strength to show anyone that we are able to stand up again to be happy. We may fall and fall, but do not forget to get up again and stand up straight and walk to happiness. God loves people who do not give up and do not give up. Be assured that happiness will wait for us after the pain." The brother continued his very long advice.

Rizqia, Rin and the Bibik listened intently in the absence of sound. They are pervasive and used as guidelines to always be patient and tough in the face of all the trials of life.

"Truely said Brother, mbak not to lose his taste to the people of adam. If it happens to be a really big mess of Keynand Putra Ardiaz," said Rin trying to refresh the atmosphere that had felt serious.

"I'm the only one who's ever been dumped still wants to feel love. Kok even mbak kapok," continued Rin by installing a look of humor.

"Yeeeeee."

Rizqia snickered making Rin laugh.

"Kok kasian with Keynand. There is no such thing as an unfaithful man. Want it to feel Bibik rujak him," said the Bibik mediate. Just remember that he is angry with that guy right now.

"Yes too, anyway! Forget it," said Rin.

"Keynand was a widower, his wife died after giving birth to her first child." Rizqia. He did not want the Bibik to think of Husnudzon to Keynand because of his ignorance.

"Whataa? Innalillah." The Bibik was amazed again with a sad face when he knew the truth.

But not for a minute a sparkling face appears on his old face. With the centile of the Aunt then said. "Means safe dong? Can we spread the charm to that handsome widower."

"Bik inget age and inget same Uncle Dolah. What if he gets jealous?" rizqia reminded.

"Sreeeet, secretly the way, we work together Non not to let Uncle Dolah know," said the Bibik by putting his index finger on the lips. Signs that listen to him shut up.

They chuckled with the words of the Aunt who was sure to be struggling. Mana may be serious, because only a man named Dolah is the only one, but many interludes.

After refreshing the mood. All silence felt the silence that began to reign.

The elder brother ended the silence by opening the conversation. He called out to Rizqia gently.

"Dec, if you don't like it, be honest with Mr. Keynand so he doesn't get curious. If it turns out there is a speck of that taste, then tell the truth also so that there is no pain in the heart because of that feeling. Don't lie to yourself to keep your days as quiet as ever." Sister-in-law Rizqia again said giving instructions on what to do her sister.

Rizqia nodded understanding what she should do. She formed her sweet smile to convince the Big Brother not to worry about her too much. Rizqia was confident that she could solve this problem well. He wanted his days to be undisturbed, which was why he had to finish it immediately.

"Yes Kak, I understand what to do," Rizqia said then firmly.

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Thiiiiiins

The sound of a Car horn echoed in front of a minimalist house.

"Who, anyway? Malem-malem gini disturb people who are resting," said the Beak Baya woman grumbling. He stepped towards the living room then flicked the Curtains to take a peek.

"Who's Bik?" tanya Rin who was behind the back with Rizqia who also took a peek.

"I don't know. He was a man with a big bag," said the Aunt while watching from behind the Curtains.

A moment later the greeting from the front made the women there look at each other.

"Well lo! Go to the house here! Who's that?" ask Rin curiously. The pregnant woman tonight stayed at Rizqia's house because the girl asked. He said he didn't want to be alone tonight.

"Astaghfirullah, forgot Bibik," cried The Bibik remembering something.

Seriate.