Marrying a Woman of Mother's Choice

Prospective Papa?

"Seriously???" peeked Doni as Reno had just finished telling her about what she had just heard at the clinic where Tenri was checking in and the doctor was Daffa, their best friend.

"What am I lying to, Don. I heard it with normal ears. Daffa said that he had feelings for Tenri and that happened in their past. Is it possible that Daffa moved to Makassar?"

"Your guess could be right, Ren. Because after we finished SMK, he never heard from again. I think it's lost to the earth, so without a trace. Then now suddenly appeared in Jakarta and he knew Tenri. That's a surprise, Ren."

"That's it, did Tenri ever date him in the past?"

Reno's conjecture got further and further, and the more prejudiced she was, the more pain she received in her chest.

"What's possible?"

"Ah is not possible." quickly sergeant Reno.

"Why? You jealous?"

"No. I'm not jealous, it's just the past."

"Relatedly? But your expression doesn't say it's just about the past, Ren. Obviously your face put on a face doesn't like that."

"Don, it's only natural that I don't like it. Tenri is my wife."

"Now you just realized? Where are you going, Ren?"

"Don't do it, Don. It's enough don't insinuate me. I admit all my mistakes and I'll try to fix them."

"Haha .. yes, yes. Are you or am I investigating them?"

"Whatever information you get, I hope it doesn't hurt too much." Reno replied with a grimacing face.

"So scared of you, Ren?" doni's laughter just exploded.

"Fuck you, Don."

They both returned to work, as well as supervising the mechanic who worked in the workshop. Reno seemed very deft in training and guiding prospective mechanics who would work in their workshop. Every day, visitors to the workshop increasingly showed a good improvement. That is why, they are very optimistic that the workshop business will grow rapidly later.

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Tenri had just reached home, she walked with slightly shaky steps. Daffa's words at the clinic made his heart feel pain again. Recalling every wound Reno inflicted on her. She was tired of pretending to be strong, whereas every night she could only cry considering their household up to what it was now. Crushed mess.

Every word of apology Reno said even more hurt him. Tenri walks into the room, a photo on the table reminiscent of her marriage to Reno a few months ago.

Tenri rubbed the glass figura, "Daeng, just look at me for a moment. Please do not scratch the wound again. I'm not strong if I keep getting sick like this."

"Although I love you so much, from the first time I met you, but if I keep hurting you, I'm not sure I can hold on anymore, daeng."

"I may look strong, but I'm actually very fragile inside. Until I thought, did I go back to Makassar? Staying here with someone who never loved me is like digging my own grave."

Tenri continued to speak as if speaking to the photo he was holding. Tears flowed down both of his cheeks. He touched a moment of his stomach, rubbing it slowly.

"We're both strong, son. Help Mama to stay strong against your Papa. Pray that your father will change soon, and we can be together again. Building a happy family. You want to, right?"

Tenri's stomach is getting more prominent. Her pregnancy is now six months old. Soon into the age of seven months, hopefully in that time Reno has really changed.

Ting.

Tenri's phone rang once, a message coming to his number.

***I'm very sorry for what happened, Tenri. I promise I won't do it again, I just get carried away. I'm sorry, Tenri ....

__ Daffa***.

Ting.

A message went back inside Tenri's phone.

***Where are you? Have you come home from the clinic? How's our son doing? It's healthy, right? You also do not forget to eat yes, you must need a lot of nutrients, so that later our children grow healthy, strong and smart.

__ Reno, Papa Candidate***.

If only the message was sent while they were still fine, of course Tenri would immediately reply to the message. Give him good news with great joy. Unfortunately now that everything had changed, Tenri's heart became cold for the matter concerning Reno.

Even so, Tenri decided to reply to that message as well.

At home, everything is healthy and healthy.

__ Tenure

Just one sentence. Short, solid and clear. There were no flavor spices, like the message Reno sent. Unfortunately, Tenri's heart was hurt.

The message was received by Reno, the hope was too grandiose. He hoped Tenri would reply to his message longer, as Reno asked many questions.

Reno stared at her phone for quite a while, hoping for more replies from Tenri. Unfortunately, the reply never came again.

"Oi, why? Dreaming of it?" sontak Reno was shocked because Doni patted him hard on the shoulder.

"You're just surprised, Don."

"What's wrong?"

"Don, do you think I still have a chance to fix my household with Tenri?"

"You mean, Ren?"

"I felt as if Tenri was deliberately moving away from me and making too much distance between us."

"Don't get too much prejudice, not good. Try to keep thinking positive now, don't guess which even hurt your heart, Ren."

"Oh, I .. I just don't feel optimistic."

"You have to be optimistic. The tenri loves you, it is impossible for him to leave you. As long as you struggle to change, then he will be destroyed as well. Do your best, Reno."

"Thank you, Don."

Reno again busied himself, so that for a moment he could forget the problems that exist now. His head could explode if he mixed it all up.

Regret always comes too late, someone said if the regret is in front of the registration name. Also true. Hehe.

Congratulations to Reno Premadi, that's what life is like. Sometimes sweet, sometimes bitter, sometimes sour, just a lot of taste. So learn to be a better human being before learning to be a good husband.

There are sharp pebbles, there is also a smooth road like toll asphalt. So what needs to be done is to be patient, hopefully there is a good way and can bring to his paradise.

Every household has its own test, which is why everyone needs to be grateful. Because only with gratitude does everything feel easier.

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Thanks for reading the MWIP novel.