My Girlfriend's Account Balance

I Want

The young man who bit the bottom of his own lips felt that he was speaking wrongly. While Reina turned to him, her eyes looked annoyed, maybe it was a nagging nag.

"Great!" inner Immanuel is trying to calm down.

How'this? He said he would marry Reina in front of the crowd. His world would collapse, if not married bear the shame, while if married he would be expelled from the main residence.

Will Imanuel's father and mother accept Reina? Would his grandfather agree? Maybe until the house there will be a lawyer who removes it from the family card. How'this?

"Don't bullshit! You said origin right?" the sneer from Lukman's mouth, can guess this young man's origin.

"Not seriously!" reina's orders with lip language. No sound, just lip movements.

"No answering? I'm right, aren't I? You just talk! Anybody who wants to be with a single child widow in addition must live with seniors." Undeniable sentence from Lukman's mouth.

This time papa was really hooked. Stupid fuck! The important thing is to win the debate first."I'm serious, I want to."

Until Mr. Bachtiar, the 50-year-old widower came to interject."I want to, why not? My ex-wife even still sends money to her parents in the opposite village using my money first. Reina no longer has parents, maybe she considers Miss Lastri like her mother! You don't be reckless, say Reina no one wants to!" firmly the moustached fathers blinked one eye at Reina.

"About Mr. Lurah's son as good as he could say! I would too, if Reina wanted to! If you know the problem Reina rejected my application just because Miss Lastri no one takes care of, I have married Reina from a year ago. Just take care of Miss Lastri, anyways, and there's also an Ecie to help foster." Furious next door neighbor who is still single, the owner of a lalapan stall.

"God! Lukmans! Just got back from the city! It's as if you say all widows are pelakor seeds! I am an offended widow! Is it our desire to be widows!? 10 Years of widows, just concentration on taking care of the children of my late husband's legacy! Have I ever disturbed a man's husband! Have I ever disturbed your father!" cheriwis is a mother in her 40s.

"Son! You just calm down there's no need to sacrifice to help your sister-in-law. My sister is coming home from Palembang for a week, has a long crush on Reina. If only Ms. Lastri stayed together, my sister would have agreed. Miss Lastri is also not a wasteful person, diligent, want to take care of grandchildren." Said the front guard to Immanuel.

Crazy one! Truly an itchy widow, how many people have defended her and said they want to propose to her. But it was not a feeling of relief that was on Immanuel's chest but a pain like his chest really felt heavy.

"I why?" his inner, clenched hands, looked at the moustached fathers who increasingly wanted Reina, even the next-door neighbors who often peeked when he would take Reina to the factory.

They are his rivals. What competition? Rival in terms of good looks, because again, papa does not love mama. No, baby, no, baby.

Elie pulled the end of Immanuel's clothes."Papa, is mom getting married?"

Gonna marry? The words that made Immanuel stunned. Sighing repeatedly neutralized the pain that rained down on his chest.

"We came with good intentions, sorry if Lukman's words sounded emotional." Said Mr. Lurah staring intently at his son.

Lukman let out a rough sigh suppressing his anger. His eyes glanced at the changing facial expression of Reina, the woman who had been trying to look friendly, now seemed indifferent. He realized one thing, in this case he was wrong to speak.

It should keep the image before the wedding. After having it, any words that are thrown out are legitimate. In this case he missteps, his emotions in Reina's sister-in-law, vented to the idol of the heart.

"Reina, I'm sorry I mispronounced earlier. I don't mean---" Lukman's words interrupted.

At first Reina who wanted to give the opportunity to open her day, on the condition that Lukman gave her permission to take care of Lastri, considering their relationship in adolescence, even though only limited to love monkeys. But there was never any grudge when the relationship ended. But now? Really annoying br*ngsek guy. Is it because he's now established? But maybe his salary is almost the same as Reina's, right? If added with overtime money and gelatinous sales.

"I'm sorry, I respect Mr. Lurah before. I apologize for hurting your heart. But I can't marry Lukman, because Elie is afraid of strangers. He is too small to understand. So I decided to just go it alone." The words he always said when he rejected the men, who proposed to him. A sign of Reina closing her heart.

"Re... Reina I can be close to Elie. I used to play with him at Bu Wati's house. Come on, come on, Elie..." Invite Lukman to smile forced.

"Mama was crying, Papa was afraid," The boy hugged Immanuel's body even tighter.

"You!" Lukman breathed a rough sigh. He looked back at Reina."If I hadn't gone to town we should've been together."

"Thank God you go to the city," Inner Reina stroked the chest. It is inconceivable to marry Lukman. Such a spicy mouth humbles.

"Reina--" Lukman's words interrupted.

"Marry a girl, don't marry a widow. You are still single, there are still many village girls who want the husband of a civil servant. You are too precious to me. I am like a beggar wearing the crown of a king." The piercing words full of smiles from Reina's mouth. Rejecting politely, but still painful.

"Reina, I'm sorry. I--" Lukman's words are back on the sidelines.

"Of course, let's go home. Sorry, made a fuss. It's not my son's intent to degrade your status." Mr. Lurah pulled his son.

"But gaffer, Reina---"

"There's no buts. You if you talk guarded! You're a civil servant!" snapped at the father, pulling his son away.

While the surrounding residents who became impromptu reporters slowly began to disperse.

"Remember! Don't get close to your sister-in-law!" a stern warning from Mr. Bachtiar.

"You don't have to sacrifice, marry Reina. I'll bring my sister here. Keep separating rooms! Remember!" firmly the front shop owner who really wants Reina to be his sister-in-law. Remember that! Bunga village which is now a widow of independent flowers.

No one ever snickered him so much. Because the woman was just focused on making money. Never had time to tease the gents in post patrol. Says a widow is a seedling? Widows are just status, depending on the choice of life and the human heart in it.

*

The night is getting late. There's been something strange today since they had dinner, Lastri and Elie are nowhere to be seen. Not even usually the door of the room Lastri locked.

"Mom's sleeping with Elie tonight!" yelled Lastri from the room.

Reina could only sigh harshly. But when he turned around, Immanuel was there with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Her hair was still wet, the masculine scent stinging. The woman who swallowed her own saliva.

"What look!" immanuel.

*

What really happened in the room? Lastri hugged her body tightly, trying to put her granddaughter to sleep.

"Egie's grandmother wants to sleep with papa's mom." Grouse the child.

"No, tonight your father and mother will make a sister. Later when Elie sleeps there's an earthquake in bed how?" tanya Lastri explained in ambiguous words.

"earthquake? So if mommy loves papa. Papa darling mom. Then they make a sister, will there be an earthquake?" ask Eugie timidly.

Fast Lastri nodded, a strange smile visible on his wrinkled face.

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