Reaching the Heart of the Widower

Reaching the Heart of the Widower
Ichish Attitude



This afternoon Icha just returned to school picked up by Mbak Nur. His face looks tired.


I immediately took the bag Icha carried by Mbak Nur. Now that I am Icha's mother, I will be responsible for taking care of Icha.


"Mbak Nur please look at Dedek Al only yes, let me help Icha change uniforms and lunch!" I said. Ma'am Nur nodded his head.


I immediately walked into Icha's room, intending to put her school bag on her desk.


"Miss Early knock on the door first dong, don't just come in!" cetus Icha when I saw me enter his room while carrying his bag.


"But usually also Mbak Nur just go in right away, I want to help Icha change clothes, was Mother had cooked Icha's favorite fried chicken!" I said.


"I don't want to eat! I'm not hungry! Miss Dini just come out!" exciting Icha.


I was surprised, Icha was indeed a bit indifferent towards me, but only this time I saw him so boldly refuting me.


"Icha has to eat, is it tired of just coming home from school, do you want to bring the food to Icha's room, so Icha can eat here?" bargained. Icha shook her head.


"Miss Dini is not my mother! My mom is just Mommy! Why did Miss Dini take Papi from Mami?? Why??" ask Icha.


I gasped at it, why can Icha think like that? Ever since I married Kenny, he didn't want to call me Mom, he's been getting away from me.


"It's okay if Icha can't think of Mom as Icha's mother yet, but she'll still take care of Icha, because Icha is Mom's responsibility!" my firmness.


"Mak Nuuuur!!!" shout Icha.


Mbak Nur seemed to be moved towards Icha.


"What's Cha doing, why are you screaming like that??" ask Mbak Nur.


"Mbak Nur alone helped me, who me, I do not want to be the same Miss Dini! I want to be the same as Nur!" Icha.


"Lho, enjoy the same Mom Early right, Mom Early is my mother Icha now, his wife Papi Kenny!" mbak Nur tried to explain.


"Who said?? My mother is just Mami, I don't want to be Miss Dini!!" exciting Icha.


I raised my hand trying to calm Icha, then I gestured to Mbak Nur for him to just obey Icha's will.


"Alright, if Icha does not want to, it's okay, later accompanied by Mbak Nur eating his chicken, Cha, I want to accompany Dedek Al first!" I said as I left in front of Icha.


His Papi who rejected me, now his son, what fate have I always been a rejected person?


I wiped the roughness of my face that was wet by the teardrops that flowed without being in command.


Then I started picking up baby Al who was asleep in her baby box, while Kenny was somewhere, maybe she was sleeping in her room.


"Second is the one who plays with Mom, maybe only Dedek can call mommy Dini!" I said as I peeked at the little baby's cheek.


I looked at baby Al's face intensely, completely like Kenny's.


I kissed baby Al softly, imagining that I was kissing Kenny. Let me only kiss my husband as a shadow, even though in my heart I want him so much.


After baby Al fell asleep, I immediately moved her in her baby box, pity that little baby, she did not have her own room because it was too small, finally she always slept everywhere, she said, sometimes in the baby box, sometimes in my room, sometimes in my room.


When it's over, I leave baby Al to Mbok Sumi. I then rushed upstairs, heading to my room, my room and Kenny's.


When I opened the door to the room, Kenny was seen sitting on the bed looking at a photo of Felly, even he seemed to be crying.


He didn't realize I was standing behind him. Kenny's cry was so bitter and sad.


I'm sad too, seeing that Kenny is sad. Kenny is not happy to marry me.


Kenny turned his head, he immediately wiped his face wet with tears.


"Eh, Dini, has Din been?" ask Kenny.


I nodded my head, I could not bear to see that face, Kenny immediately closed the picture frame Felly on the bed, he tried to hide it, but I already knew.


"Who's the same as Miss Felly?" askaku. Kenny didn't answer, maybe he was afraid of hurting my heart, but I was already sick.


"A little bit!" ogre.


"If you want to spill your feelings, just spill out Ken, if you want to cry is also okay, men will also have feelings!" my word.


Kenny came back crying, he was hugging the picture frame.


I then approached Kenny, I hugged his head in my chest, just a place to pour out his heart and feelings.


"Cry Ken, I know you must miss Felly!" I said as I gently stroked Kenny's hair.


Without my tears falling, I couldn't bear to see Kenny like this, until God!


"I'm sorry Din, I'm sorry!" kenny said many times. I nodded my head.


"It's okay Ken, really, I'm okay!" my spoken. I kissed her black hair.


I sincerely don't think of me as his wife, but I don't sincerely see Kenny's tears, see Kenny's sadness, and look cloudy in Kenny's face, my heart aches, it hurts.


"What do I do to make this face smile?" I whispered to Kenny. Kenny shook his head.


"I don't know Din, I don't know!" the answer.


"Mbak Felly has calmed down there Ken, you must rise up and be strong, for the sake of Icha and Aldio!" I said while wiping Kenny's wet face.


I was like a mother who calmed my son. I stroked her hair, I wiped her face, and I kissed her forehead.


So far she looks comfortable I treat her like that, Kenny might need a mother figure, a woman figure she can back up, and I've dedicated myself to being Kenny's back.


I let her spill all her feelings on my chest, my shirt almost soaked by her tears.


After feeling quite calm, I laid Kenny on his bed, rubbing his dry forehead.


After that I gave Kenny a glass of water, I helped him drink it in his mouth.


Kenny took a few gulps. When I finished I wiped Kenny's lips with a tissue.


"Now you rest Ken, calm your mind!" I said while covering him.


I put Felly's picture frame on the table. He didn't have to hide it anymore, so he could easily look at it.


I'm sincere, as long as the husband I love so much can smile back.


"Thank you Din, I'm sorry!" kenny said as he began to close his eyes.


Sleep Ken, I'm happy enough to look you in the face, to calm you down, to be able to continue to help in your every distress, I Love you, Ken.


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