Girl For The Widow

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In the morning, the sound of crowing chickens welcomed the arrival of morning. Rizqia, the girl in white had awakened before the adzan reverberated. It was used to him waking up early, so none of this became heavy for him. Where some of the girls out there right now might still be in a blanket. Not with Qia, there's no lazing in the dictionary of her life.

It has been used especially since getting to know Rin, making the girl more excited to welcome the morning. He will help his friend to prepare his trade. Sometimes accompany him to sell if he is not in a hurry to campus.

On Sunday morning, Rizqia was busy cleaning the yard which was grown with various types of flowers and vegetables.

"Non Qiaaaaaa." The cry of the Bibik from inside the house, suddenly made Rizqia stop the activity because of getting an unusual call.

"Bik, I'm here." The girl then chimed in because the middle-aged woman had never appeared. Just a voice that approached a few times

"Non Qia, it turns out to be here apparently? Bibik went to the backyard did not think he was sunbathing there," said the Bibik when he met Rizqia.

"What's the Bik? It seems so important?"

"Oh yeah I almost can't remember. This is a call from a man named Father K."

The Bibik thrusting a cellphone that was held tightly. The woman did not rush up because there was curiosity from her heart. Highlight his eyes asked as Rizqia took over the thing.

"That's not Mamiq, is it?" Ask the Bibik impatiently. He saw Rizqia not making any movements to respond to him. He only looked at her with two thoughts, between accepting and rejecting. Aware The aunt asked, Rizqia then shook her head.

"Mamiq will never remember his children. He was too engrossed in the kemong by his young wife. Mamiq forgets his age and may be in his mind only world affairs. Am I wrong to say that Mamiq doesn't remember dying?" answer Rizqia. In the long sentence stored anger as well as sadness.

"Sorry Non, it's been lifted, gih! Kasian from earlier called continuously," said the Bibik felt bad. This time the middle-aged woman did not ask Rizqia to joke.

The girl agreed by directly picking up the Phone from Someone.

(Qia what are you doing? Howwhy?)

Ask someone who previously said hello and was greeted by the girl.

(Alhamdulillah I am fine. Mr. Keynand, how?)

(Both too)

Silence occurs, from the opposite direction no sound is heard anymore besides a breath that is not light. While Rizqia did not make a sound. He waited for what Keynand wanted to talk about so he contacted him. The girl dissolves into the residence with Keynand's breath several times touching the hearing.

(Qia)

(Yes)

Quiet again. The awkwardness was very obvious as if to describe the heart of the man. Yes, he is now gagu. His tongue seemed difficult to take out a word to express what was implied in the heart. Oral turned out to be unable to carry out his duties as a translator of language. If guessed, Keynand's heart is now longing.

(Qia, what are you doing?)

Finally the pleasantries that if able to tip this Tongue do its job properly.

(Again Cleanin Garden, Mr. Keynand)

(Done craving, oh yes don't call me Mr. Keynand. That doesn't sound very familiar. There's a shape forming there. Anyway I don't want to be your foster father but rather want to be your Husband, how do you agree, right?)

(What should I call Mr Keynand?)

(Call Brother Keynand Bull only. We have a deal, okay?)

(Hem, no! I just agreed to call with Abang Keynand paggilan alone without being titled with flattery)

(That's yeah? Peel, if I snatch how?)

(Why not? I stopped by myself because of exhaustion. Keynand's brother is not Raski)

(It turns out it was stingy)

After saying that Keynand chuckled realizing what Rizqia was saying. He teased the girl so that it managed to make her laugh a little.

Rizqia's defense was heard from Keynand's suggestion that she was stingy.

(Mahaha)

The laughter echoed. Rizqia published a sweet smile that Keynand certainly did not see. Too bad Keynand didn't enjoy that rare smile.

He understood what the girl meant. Big Head, of course, will not be able to carry the neck load beyond its capacity.

(As well as the longing echoed by Dilan who said heavy. I honestly could not bear it if I was the only one carrying it. How about we carry it together? Will, Qia?)

Rizqia. Really, Keynand's long sentence made him freeze instantly.

"What the fuck? Is he flirting?" his inner.

(Complicated, I haven't been able to parse it. And sorry I can't explain why)

Keynand. Again Rizqia did not want to discuss the taste. Apparently the girl really likes the taste of bargain, and rejects the sweetness of togetherness offered by Keynand.

Their conversation ended when the Sun began to sting.

***

The days passed when Keynand was busy with his work. Even so with Rizqia who is busy with her semester exams.

Usually when time is loose, Keynand will run to Mandaram just for the sake of seeing Rizqia's smile from a distance. Just look at it, the pleasure is running after it let alone meet, it could be going to be bloated. Not wanting to disturb Rizqia in her composure, Keynand preferred not to meet her.

While Rizqy is getting attention to her only sister. Often he accompanied Rizqia, whether it was shopping or accompanying her to exercise. Only on weekends did he not accompany her because the three days were reserved for the Wife. How else, for the safety of both Rizqy must suppress the desire of a house with the Wife.

"Sir Rizqy, there is a guest" his staff told reporters. He is currently busy with his Procurement documents. He forgot what it was like to chat with his colleagues during the break. He could only say hello and chat for a while as they finished their prayers.

"Please Miss Vienna." The staff invited their guests.

From her so-called name, Rizqy did not need to guess who the Lady was. It's just that he was surprised, why an important official came to him who only occupied the lowest position in the leadership ranks.

As the voice stopped, a beautiful woman, dressed in the same uniform as herself, entered. The woman looked gracefully adorned in thin makeup with a shoulder-length haircut.

"The guest of honor has arrived. Please Miss Vienna Winata," welcome Rizqy to be respectful just to respect the position of the Woman.

The woman called Vienna Winata nodded. A thin smile adorns the red lips of a rose.

"What can I help you with? It's an honor for me to be greeted by a great woman like Viennese Mother" Rizqy said in a statement. His tone as polite as possible and impressed formal.

"This is how you greet your stepmother Rizqy Anggara" Vienna replied in a cynical tone.

"What should I look like? Kissing hands with reverence? Oh yes you came here as who? The Head of State or as the Wife of a Man named Lalu Wira Aryadi, is it?" rizqy asked with a flat tone and seemed cold.

"You are not polite. To call Mamiq by himself is like calling someone else" Vienna said in an annoyed tone. His facial ripples showed that dislike.

"You're too deep in feelings. I just mentioned your husband's name correctly. Explain where the disrespect lies?" Rizqy Timpal. He gave a smile as he looked at the annoyance on that pretty face.

"He's Mamiqmu and I'm your stepmom, so act like a child who knows how to value his parents."

That wise sentence sounded amused in Rizqy's ears. Wanting to laugh, but remembering who he was, Rizqy chose to smile. What is this talk?

"I didn't forget it. Then Wira Aryadi is my Mamiq, can not be denied it. As for you, you are only the Wife of Lalu Wira Aryadi. That means you're nobody to me." Rizqy responded with a sentence that blatantly showed her dislike.

"Didn't you accept that I'm your stepmom Rizqy? Do you still expect our togetherness to return? I can make it happen. I know in your heart there is only me. Realize it's Rizqy and don't cover it with that hypocrisy."

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