Married Three Breeding Widow

part 16's

"You don't know when!" Rara can now only go berserk when she sees Abhimanyu coming home. "YOU DON'T KNOW WHEN! YOU DON'T WANT TO DO IT BECAUSE OLIVIA DOESN'T WANT TO!"

Abhimanyu who also felt deadlocked over everything clearly had no patience for the talk now. Her chest was saucer, flushed staring at the chaotic-looking Rara.

"You as you like, you're wrong with me, Ranaya? Everything that is not right in your life you always wronged me!"

"BECAUSE IT'S REALITY!" Rara felt like screaming every time she remembered the small hands in the box along with the photo of her son.

Yesterday Juwita came to tell him that the hand did not belong to Nabila. That's bogus. But everything still feels scary. Rara doesn't believe in anything until she can see her son.

"YOU SHOULDN'T BE HIS PAPA IF, ABHIMANYU! YOU'VE NEVER BEEN A WHORE OF SOMETHING!"

"KAMU—"

"Abimanyu." Juwita pulled her child so as not to serve Rara, because both of them were equally upset. They are fighting too. Things don't improve but they get worse.

Abhimanyu immediately left Juwita, not wanting to hear anything from anyone now. The man walked towards his son's room, sitting in the usual place Nabila occupied, grabbed the picture frame of the three of them while everything was still fine.

"Crazy." Abhimanyu lowered his head, dropped his forehead on his own knee, hid from the wall to avoid seeing him cry.

He was still here yesterday. Yesterday the little girl was still here, waiting for Abhimanyu to come home for a while.

"Papa, yesterday Patricia showed off her room that was like the princess's room. Keep Patricia said If he said if he could not have such a room, because his house when small. The princess's room can't be made if the house is small, Dad?"

"Who said? You said that because he's stupid." Abhimanyu then replied back. Don't want his son to feel he can't get what he wants. "Here's the princess room model. Papa made it many times better."

"But Patricia said it was expensive, Papa."

"Certain why? Who said poor Papa?" Abhimanyu grabbed the small body of his son, kissing both cheeks until he was tickling amusedly. "Listen up, Papa's Baby. There is nothing in this world that Papa does not love you. Every time you feel like you can, always suck, you got me. You have Papa who will love the world for you to be happy."

Now Abhimanyu can only remember all that, crying while holding his daughter's beloved doll.

"You got Papa, Baby." Abhimanyu. "You have Papa. But why are you still so hard there?"

Where does Abhimanyu have to go to find his poor little baby?

*

Looks like it's going to be the rainy season. Nabila guessed so from the movement of the wind was also cold tonight. At the edge of the window looking at the void, Nabila was silent together quietly.

I wonder if anyone is thinking about it now.

At least Nabila hopes there is. Because that was enough to make him happy.

The sound of the door opening above makes Nabila look up, find Ravana was also out, throwing food packages just like that. Ravana planned to enter and close the balcony door again, but immediately stopped when he saw Nabila.

At the same time Nabila remembered something.

"You must be good to Ravana." That's the word Good-hearted Om. "He's the one who will always help you out there. You may want Om to always be there, but you can't. Ravana is always there. So you better not make Ravana angry."

Nabila threw a bright smile, waving her hand at Ravana.

His intention was just to say that Nabila would be nice.

But a few moments later Ravana came down, brought a lot of biscuits, then said, "This time I'm sorry you but if you make me angry again, later I don't want to apologize you well, Mute."

Nabila. And Ravana smiled brightly.

"Ohiya, Mute, said Mama tomorrow Fina has come home. He said he'd live next door, so he could work here again. You be careful, because Fina is evil to you."

Nabila once again nodded.

*

Ten years of time passed.

"Smute! Why is the water still empty?!"

"The same hand is already big feet are still catapulted like a child," said Fina while chopping vegetables. "It's none of your business, why should I take care of it?! Heh!"

Nabila just trying to work fast. It's still early in the morning so homework is arguably still very much. Lina from yesterday happened to be sick to have to stay in bed so Nabila's job will be doubled.

Fina had actually stopped working as a maid five years ago, because her husband's job was too high for her to serve someone, but because of her old relationship with Elis as well as Lina's request, Fina was willing to help.

Even if it makes Nabila feel hell.

"Smooooo!" the cry of Elis who seemed to have descended from above.

Nabila is not finished with the water but clearly must move away.

"Where are you from?! Early in the morning I was angry!"

Nabila just looked down.

"Sana kadain drink. Snack for Ravana too."

Nabila rushed away, moved again to make a drink as well as food. Drinks for Elis he put on the middle room table, while for Ravana he must bring to the room because now he may still be sound asleep.

Waking up in the morning is Ravana's weakness.

Nabila knocked on the door of his room, then slowly entered without having to disturb people inside. He put it all on the table, and it will leave without a sound when it is suddenly stopped.

"Where are you going?"

Nabila turned his head hesitating only to see Ravana sitting on the bed, without wearing a boss at all. His sleepy face looks very innocent, inversely proportional to the sharp eyes look at Nabila.

Before he spoke again, Nabila hurriedly ran away, leaving Ravana's room to return to work.

*

Nabila had fallen asleep when she felt someone sneaking in her room, lying on the thin carpet she had slept on for ten years here.

The woman pretended to be asleep, but someone who casually entered seemed not deceived, pulling Nabila's stomach so that their bodies were close together.

"So why did you run away?" whispers of low weight.

Nabila still pretended to sleep.

"Sissu, why haven't you been squirming me lately? Am I wrong?"

Of course the owner of the voice was Ravana. Someone who does not care how many times Nabila kicked out, still came.

Once Nabila locked the door from the inside, using a small closet that he pushed up to the door. Let Ravana not enter at will.

It was very disrespectful and embarrassing. Now he's grown up and Nabila feels it's wrong that he keeps coming every night.

But Ravana was desperate to climb through the window, then forced Nabila promised not to lock the door again.

"You can't be like your husband, Mute," she said. "Suami wife is normal sleeping together. That's when you don't know?"

When that day was just glaring. Of course he's not stupid anymore. He is grown and understands. Therefore Nabila felt Ravana who pretended not to know that they were not real husband and wife.

He was the one who kept calling it that.

"Mute." Ravana's hand deliberately rose, passing through Nabila's chest to get to her chin, forcing it to turn away. "Why are you, hm?"

Nabila tried hard not to see the grin of Ravana.

Because somehow, now every time he saw his smile, Nabila felt burning.

*