I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW

I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW
124. SURPRISING MEETING



Kristy got a call from Dafa and Dafi's school. Who told Dafa and Dafi to continue crying without knowing why. A panicked Kristy immediately contacted Bhishma.



" Yes Kris.sewhile I asked my superiors permission first" said Bisma while hurriedly getting up and heading to Romi's room.



" What's the matter, Bisma?"



" I'm asking for permission to go home early...My son was crying at his new school. I'm afraid they're in the bullies or something.."



" Huh..di buli?....Where's your son at school?"



" In the X International School.. School Dormitory . Today is the first day they enter. Just listed the school and went straight into the dormitory "



' International School X... Isn't that the school that our company sponsors?...Yoga and Kinara are going there Don't don't ..."



" Hem ..alright..You can go.." said Romi later.



Bhishma then immediately said goodbye and went to get there.


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Bhishma and Kristy face the Teacher's room. They were so panicked when they saw their two sons crying sobbing at a whim.



All the ages lived with them, the new Bhishma saw the twin boy crying until like that. They rarely cry. In Australia they are so cheerful, have many friends and are always full of passion.



" Why are you like this? Is there anything bothering you ?" ask Bisma. Both did not answer.



Bhishma holds Xavier and talks to his Master. Kristy then tried to calm her two sons.


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" Now tell Mama what happened." said Kristy as the two calmed down.



Dafa told me that from the moment he saw someone similar to Yoga and then they chased after him.



Dafa and Dafi run down the school corridor . But because they did not know the place in the school they ran in no direction. Because there were too many roads and corridors in the vast international school they were confused. But they continued to search and continued to revolve around the school.



Until they saw the Yoga-like person coming out the gate and among the Principal's entourage .



By the time they arrived Yoga was already in the car and the car started to go. Dafa and Dafi who wanted to go out were blocked by the teachers and the gatekeepers. The gate's closed and they can't get out.



Those who insist on making sure it's their Papa or not. rebel want to get out. But the teachers did not allow. So they were forcibly brought by school guards and teacher teachers to their dorm rooms..They're in brackets there .



And both of them cry. But when asked by the teachers why they do not want to answer. And even crying is getting sobbing



Kristy who heard the story from both of them also cried. He hugged his twin sons tightly. The emotional bond between Yoga and her twin sons has been strong for a long time. They love each other even though they know they have no blood ties. Just Dad and stepson.



But the affection and sincerity of Yoga for those who are so great makes them very fond of him. It feels like losing Yoga in their lives is like a nightmare ..



And even now it still makes them sad. I still can't let go of him.



" Maybe it's just a similar person "


bisma said to her son


" Not Dad...That's Papa..!" say Dafa loudly.



" That's really Papa !!" dafi said anyway.



" It can't be, baby.. Your papa is dead "strictly Bhishma.



The words made Dafa Dafi cry again. Even Kristy is crying too.



' *OH MY G O D*... ' The bisma is right in making dizzy . His intention of wanting to bring them to reality even caused another flood of tears. He was really confused what to do.



The Mother Teachers are now trying to calm Kristy and her twin sons.



" Actually who the hell is that person.create my family's stress." said Bisma inexhaustible.



" Our guests are sponsors only. Perhaps your child may have mistakenly seen it because his face is similar." said Master Dafa and Dafi.


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Kristy and Bhishma finally returned home with Xavier after Dafa and Dafi calmed down. Kristy was silent with reddened eyes and a little swollen from crying.



" I'm sorry I asked you about this, Chris.. Actually why do you always cry when you remember your ex-husband..Not like Raka used to be...You seem to have unresolved regrets." asked Bisma while driving.



" I'm sad at Mas Raka's stay..I also lost the spirit of life at that time... But if Papa Xavier... He died because of me. Because of me he killed himself..."



Bisma. Turns out that's why. Kristy feels guilty for causing her husband to commit suicide...



***just****..he is always sad to remember...


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A week later


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Bisma invites Romi and Yoga to her house for dinner. Kristy has prepared her special meal . He has cooked grilled chicken, gourami, and sweet sour shrimp. Also cut up meat soy sauce. Don't forget the soup to eat Xavier. Sambal and lalapan are not left behind.



' Finally, today has arrived... The day where shock therapy in the inner Romi began. He was so moved when his most anticipated time would finally arrive.



You'll know how hurt the one you love gets at the one closest to you...


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" Sister..hape you sound .. You didn't pick it up ?" ask Yoga.



Romi was reluctant to answer because Guntoro's name was plastered there.



' *It sucks... Why is this Guntoro calling me now... He wants to rule what else...This is the moment I was waiting for... The moment of destruction Yoga.. I want to see it live...There's just the interruption*..'



Inevitably Romi raised a call from Guntoro.



" Hello, Big Master..."




" We're having dinner at Bhishma's..He invited us to eat together. We were on our way there "Romi replied through her bluetooth headset. He was driving with Yoga by his side.



" Reverse.. Bring Yoga back. Kinara asked to try on the wedding dress . You take Yoga to Kinara's place now Romi." Guntoro said, hanging up the phone.



' Damn... Why is the old man disturbing ...Yoga will not meet Kristy. And all my plans will be in vain...Old Man's Policy*fuck** !!! ' Romi curses Guntoro in his heart.



" Why Brother..?" ask Yoga.



" You were told to accompany Kinara to try on a wedding dress..We're told to go back..."



" Just ignore it... We're staying at the place of Bhishma "



" But Nara..."



" If you want to accompany Nara, you just go there. I stay at the place of Bhishma." said Yoga . For Yoga Bhishma is much more important than Kinara.



" Yes, I've taken you to Bhishma's place, after that I went to Kinara's place . Otherwise your Papa will definitely continue to call later.." said Romi rather than uncomfortable getting a call from Guntoro again.


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' Ting tong.''s..' Yoga pressing doorbell house Bisma . And shortly thereafter, Bhishma opened the door.



" Go to Yog. Who is it yourself.Where is Brother Romi?" bisma asked who was astonished to find Yoga coming alone.



" He's again told my Papa .."



Bhishma and Yoga then enter the house of Bhishma and sit on the living room sofa.



"After a while, my wife prepared her dish." said Bhishma.



"Let's just relax, bro." I replied.



" daddy..." Xavier ran to Bhishma's place. Bhishma reached out her hand welcoming Xavier's arrival and directly hugged her. Then they joked laughing together.



" Daddy's handsome ..naughty no. Help Mommy cook does it make a mess?" ask Bisma



" Dis\_turbing Mom." Xavier laughed. He loves to tease his Daddy. He said he was disturbing his mother.



" You re so naughty .." said Bisma's gnarled at Xavier's mischief.



Yoga looked at the handsome little boy who was like a Caucasian child. Her nose is pointed, her skin is bright her lips are thin and her hair is brownish . There was a piercing feeling upon seeing him. Her cute face was indeed foreign but her inner self felt close to the boy she first saw.



And strangely the more he observed Xavier he felt Xavier was so similar to him. He remembered in his childhood photo album that he had seen before.it was exactly the same as Xavier's face now.



And it made her think of Kristy. If only Kristy hadn't aborted her womb maybe her son was that boy's age.



" he... " I doubt I said the word.



" Ah.this is my son Bro. which I told you about ...His name is**XAVIER** "



**xavier**.. Sapphire?... Yoga suddenly remembered when chatting about the name of the child with Kristy..


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If we have children later .. You want to name who "ask Kristy later.


I opened my eyes, I imagined if I had a child...


" If a girl I want to name her 'Love' .. she's the child of our love.." Kristy smiled. It is very simple to think yoga.


"And if a guy I want to name him Sapphire..."


" Why Sapphire is like the name of a diamond.."


" Yes... Sapphire is indeed the name of a precious stone.Daughter is special .. but if the man is very valuable.. He will be my successor later ..'


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" Xavier's..." I said that name. And the handsome little boy immediately turned his head and looked at me.



" Say Hi to Uncle Yoga.." The bisma told Xavier to say hello to me.



" Hi Uncle's.. My name i s Xavier." said Xavier as he approached Yoga.


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***Oh My God***.....The closer the boy got, the more I knew him. That's my face.. My childhood face...It's weird, but I don't know why I feel like he's my own son.



I touched Xavier's smiling little face while looking at me. A blue gleam radiated from around his chest. And after I observed it, the boy was wearing a necklace with a blue-eyed ring pendant.



And that ring is exactly the same as the wedding ring I gave Kristy. Where I held the ring tightly when the terrible accident hit me. And so conscious of the coma ring and the baby photo of our son's ultrasound is missing. And now the ring is here hanging on this boy's neck.



' *What is this child**** MY CHILD*** ...?'



That question is stuck in my mind.


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" A.that's the relic ring from her dead father...My wife's been putting that on her since she was a child.." The bisma gave an explanation as I stared at the ring



"Died?"



" Yes... The child's biological father is dead Bro "



I snorted without being able to say what. How is it possible ..I identified with certainty that it was my wedding ring to Kristy .. and that boy had my face..Doesn't that mean he's my son?...But died?.I am still alive here..in front of him...



'Prang's'



The sound of falling glasses and trays distracts me. Instantly I turned to the source of the voice and I was really surprised when I saw the person I was looking for all this time standing before me with a face as surprised as possible.



Yep.. By **Kristy**.....That's Kristy ...My wife's...