My Girlfriend's Account Balance

The Delayed Soul

Immanuel stared exasperatedly, sighing many times."I've bought these clothes as a change of clothes from your mother-in-law!" emphatically.

"Why sold! If I miss him I should how!?" muttered Reina, with trembling hands."Did they sell everything? Or just the one in the plastic laundry?"

"Only the plastic laundry," answered Immanuel. Reina moved quickly, looking for one of her husband's clothes. Still there, the woman smiled, like a fan getting a dress from her artist.

Immanuel, who had no interlocutors, began to sit on the edge of the bed. He really was astonished."You said it was your parents' second inheritance, right?" he asked, Reina quickly nodded.

"So your husband didn't buy this house. What have you bought for you?" immanuel asked curiously, wanting Nadila to always be faithful and remember herself in any situation.

"Nothing, we saved together when not married to buy home furniture. Then, stay here, save up for my pregnancy and my delivery. Until at the end when she was 1 year old, she died, only her body returned from the sea." Clearly Reina, smiling softly.

"Then he does not deserve to be loved, men have no capital, only a means of breeding. He even left his mother to you, didn't he? Just a bother." Cibir Immanuel, really does not understand.

"The husband of the wife is a friend, a partner who helps each other, then life will feel more fun. If it doesn't understand each other, it's not the couple's name." Reina said, walking by, putting back her husband's clothes that had not been in the laundry. There was still a trace of its aroma at that time.

Move on's? A word that is easy to say but difficult to implement. He was tired of living alone, had to organize and meet the needs of three people. But also can not forget her late husband. Actually there are some widows who have proposed to him. However, he refused, arguing that Elie was not easily familiar with others. The real reason is that she still misses her husband.

"I always spoil my girlfriend. I'm sure he's crying while waiting for me to come home." High-level delusion. Imagine if Nadila was crying missed her. It's so hard being a beautiful conglomerate kid, his half-dead, filthy fiancee.

Immanuel sighed harshly, recalling his meeting with Nadila who at that time represented Jovi in the party. The one night stand? He did it accidentally. Drinking wine with Nadila, then ending up in a hotel room for some reason.

Not remembering clearly when he was no longer a virgin. But what he knew at that time Nadila was crying, saying that she had taken her purity. Reddish marks are also in the bed sheet. It all started then, he had to take responsibility, declare love to the first person he knew.

If in retrospect a short meeting, the engagement is also hasty, worried if the lover is pregnant. And sure enough, the events of that night made her life change, would have the child of a woman she slowly loved.

All attention has been given to him. So who exactly is bucin? Until now Imanuel still thinks the bucin is Nadila. To be willing to do anything to please Pramana and Tiara.

But is it true? The young man had not yet realized, the contents of his account were drained to pamper his fiancee. A woman who always seeks attention from her extended family, under the pretext of getting blessing. Who is the real bucin? Nadila or Immanuel? Only Chu Pat Kai knew.

There is nothing special about this family. He just came from outside carrying a pack of fried crispy chicken. Sit in the living room alone. His eyes looked around, looking at the family.

There are only two pieces of fried chicken, tempeh, and vegetable spinach. Warm steaming rice is visible, in the scoop for Elie and Lastri.

"It's for Elie, it's for mom" he said smiling sincerely and giving two not-so-big pieces of chicken. He took tempe.

"Mother doesn't need to, you'll have to work tomorrow, you'll have to fill up." Lastri moved his chicken to his daughter-in-law's plate.

"Sorry, I'm troubling you again," Lastri sighed harshly.

"Not troublesome, try to imagine if the mother is not there. Who's gonna keep Elie at home while I'm working. If I don't work, me and Elie will starve to death. Mom doesn't bother me." The words of Reina, made the appetite of Immanuel disappear. He bought a big piece of chicken.

"You're not making me taste appetizing!" the view runs from the living room that is not adjacent to the dining table. Split the chicken pieces into Reina's plate.

"Already! There can't be another Titanic-style drama! Everyone gets chicken!" he snapped, joined the dinner table, took a little vegetable spinach.

Until that little hand pulled his clothes."Papa dear mama," the boy who stared tearfully, displayed a sweet, pungent aura. Makes Immanuel absolutely glare with his persona.

How not, the boy who saw his papa divided the chicken with his mother. Small meaning that makes the child's heart beat faster. He began to admire the figure of the father, wanting to be like Immanuel.

"A. I'm not. Look, I'm just being kind to poor widows. There is no harm in charity. One more thing, I'm not your father." Immanuel explained slowly this time, he had paid the rent. So misunderstandings must be eliminated.

"Dear father mama," not paying attention to Immanuel's words, Elie was only amazed at his behavior. Still staring in the glass.

"Ti. no, who would like a dull woman like her. I was also picky, "Defense from Immanuel.

"What does papa love mama?" the boy was still muttering, looking at the chicken pieces on Immanuel and Reina's plate.

"I said no, I'll have a child soon. There's no way I love your mama!" furious Immanuel, dizzy how to explain it.

"So I'm gonna have a sister?" the conclusion observed by the child, made Reina choke, cough.

"Your little mouth is really presumptuous. If I say I love your mama you'll stop talking?" immanuel asked, answered with a nod by Elie.

"I love your mama! Satisfied!?" snapped Immanuel, this time it was Lastri who was staring cynically. His son cannot be replaced at all.

While eating quietly was quite satisfied with the sentence from his father who had come from the sea.

"He will not be pleased!" cerocos Pastry.

"No, I won't like your bulky daughter-in-law. It's just to keep Elie quiet." The answer of Immanuel with a mouth full.

Reina was smiling to herself. He may have to give a father figure to his son. Diono, the front neighbor of the crossroads is pretty decent too. Especially if the same Danu has been abandoned. A widower meeting a widow, is probably a pending soul mate.