Sincerity Jelita's Heart

Chapters 20. Plans and Expectations

POV Aunt Jelita

I think after the incident in the car at that time my relationship with Mas Haris became closer but in fact even further away. Like these few days I didn't even see it at all.

Though I always go out early in the morning to water the plants as usual. Using my sek-si clothing collection as well so that mas Haris increasingly can not turn away again. But nil, I did not see the stem of his nose at all.

I've seen a few times that a girl came to Miss Wanti's house. Just by chance I saw it and out of curiosity I peeked out of the gap of my home curtain.

I turned my back and my blood boiled for a moment when I saw Haris wearing no shirt in front of a girl. It does not feel willing if the body of the dashing Haris mas shown to other women. I growled in annoyance. Mas Haris is mine, yes he is mine and no one can see his body but me.

Since then I've been trying to figure out who that girl is. The girl who was able to make Haris a little fascinated to see him. Turns out she was the daughter of Mr. Slamet who had just returned from boarding school. Mr. Slamet's family is quite well-respected in this complex, his family is famous for religion and graduates of the cottage all. I became a little inferior, that girl must be the dream ghost of the mothers around here.

When compared to me who is only the widow of one child with an appearance that always pays attention to the aurat. It's a lot different, but I'm like this. My clothes and style are what make me comfortable, although sometimes the mouths of mothers around like mi level with spicy level Jontor.

I'm starting to fret, I can't stay still. That girl could've taken Haris from me. I have to find a way.

"I know what I'm supposed to do."

Miss Wanti, yes I'll start with Miss Wanti. She was a friendly woman and never looked down on me just because I was a widow. He also often asked for help to be my daughter Sasha.

The next few days I began my plan. I used to visit Miss Wanti's house when Haris wasn't around, taking my baby for a reason. We got closer and Ms Wanti was also very happy with Sasha. My daughter is so beautiful and beautiful like me, I am grateful that Sasha inherited my beauty.

"Geez Sasha's deck is so smart, she's already starting to crawl now. Come here and here, let's go with Mbah Wanti."

I saw the interaction of Bu Wanti and my son, they were like Mbah and a real grandchild.

In addition to using my daughter, I also often send food and others to Bu Wanti. He also accepted it with pleasure. Until I ventured to ask how his dream ghost.

"Mother is not good-natured. This mother only wants Haris to have a wife who can take care of Haris, if she can be Sholehah and still a girl."

Duarr!!! Dismissed my hope. Still everywhere must be parents who want a ghost who is Sholehah and still a girl. What does it mean that I no longer have the opportunity to be his wife.

What's wrong with the widow, I can also take good care of Haris mas. My experience is more and I can take care of her mother at once. I have a lot of money too. Huh... My head hurts thinking about it.

Since then I have been away from my neighbor. Later, I think the next step. In the meantime I want to calm down first by busying myself in my grocery store which is getting more and more crowded.

But it turned out, the calm I expected did not last long. My ex-husband came to me and rioted in the store with some thugs. He asked to refer me.

"Mom, sorry. Mr. Khilaf, I want to fix everything the same mother. Sasha also has to be away with her father." Confidently and carrying the name of the child, he asked for a referral.

The man went berserk, was my merchandise and scared my buyers. One that I also just knew that my ex-husband was heartless and did not hesitate to use violence. Fortunately, I have escaped from him.

After the incident, I was forced to close the shop. To repair the damaged and buy stock sales again because some are damaged. I didn't fight back and didn't report him to the police for remembering my son. I don't want my son to have a prison father. Because too many thoughts I was a little sick, Ms. Irma who used to nurture my daughter who realized her.

"Bu Lita why? It looks like I'm sick" she said.

"Just a little dizzy, maybe. Could you please call Miss Wanti, ma'am. Tell him I want a massage." It seems my body does need relaxation so as not to strain constantly.

That day, Miss Wanti massaged me. Whole body tread. He was stunned several times by admiring my body.

"Mbak Lita's body is very good, just like a girl."

I also blushed and proud, not in vain I did some treatment during pregnancy and after childbirth. Evidently with my stomach is still flat and smooth without a trace of pregnancy. And my air pay-pay is still tight despite breastfeeding.

After finishing the massage, I also gave Ms. Wanti an envelope with thank you money. She was very happy to accept it, although she initially refused but I kept forcing her to accept it.

That night, Sasha was suddenly hot. She was fussy and crying, I put the back of my hand on her forehead.

"Geez it's so hot, son," I panicked. I took a thermometer to confirm his body temperature and it turned out to be 39°.

I was confused how, at home there is also no stock paracetamol for babies. Sister Irma has also come home, she is only until the afternoon at my house.

"Oek.. oekk...."

Sasha's cry became more and more, I've tried to give her nen but she refused. It's strange, but usually he immediately shut up if nen.

"Geez you why son."

It's getting late, I'm afraid to handle Sasha alone. I will also ask for help from Ms. Wanti, who knows she has the experience of calming a fussy child.

In a hurry, I knocked on the door of Miss Wanti's house. That's when I met Mas Haris again. I was quite surprised and happy to see Mas Haris but my arrival there was for something else.

"Mas Haris hurry please call Miss Wanti," I asked.

As usual, I saw Haris who was not wearing a top. Makes me want to touch it. But unfortunately it's not the right time.

After Miss Wanti came forward I immediately asked her to come to the house, helping me calm Sasha down. Because maybe my son is not feeling well because he is already very active and many neighbors also like to change carrying him if he is taken out.