Sincerity Jelita's Heart

Chapter 71. Dipperiness

H - 3 Before the wedding.

I've been so tortured for not being able to meet Aunt Jelita. It's been a few days that mom strictly forbade me to meet her. I've used all sorts of excuses but my mother still forbids me. Didn't you know my club was already so tormented that it couldn't find warmth.

Aaarrrggghhh, this is because I was discovered at that time. If only I was more resistant and careful, I would still be free to meet Aunt Jelita.

Now I have to accept my fate, which can only look at Aunt Jelita from a distance. In the window of the room I could see Aunt Jelita playing with Sasha there. Sometimes he smiles at me.

"Geez, are you going to keep going. Soon you can meet and be with Lita. So there's no need to get like this. So hold yourself, just staying for a while has stolen the opportunity," said the mother.

"Mom don't know what it's like to hold this miss.it feels like I want to grab it but this hand is not up. Ohhh I'm like pungguk miss the moon." I put on a clear face, who knows mom changed her mind and let me approach Aunt Jelita.

"That's it, I'll go first."

"Where are you going, ma'am?" my many.

"You look around the same wedding dress as your future daughter-in-law. You just take care of the house, yes" said the mother with a strait.

"But ma'am, instead of trying on that bridal outfit I should go too huh. Then I'll go with mom and Aunt Jelita."

"No need, I already know the size of your shirt. Already, just at home."

My fate is very poor. Why do I feel like I'm being pinned. It's not that it should be the girl.

POV Aunt Jelita

I'm so happy that I'm finally getting married to Mas Haris. The man of my heart who always hangs in my head. It feels very different when I was getting married with a nice mas. Because we used to be betrothed, understand me lahh mas Bagus is a rich man. But even so I have tried to be a good wife and try to love a good mas. Unfortunately, the man betrayed.

It seems like our soul mate only got there, I immediately filed for divorce to the court and demanded a treasure gono-gini for my daughter. I won because Good made a mistake, plus my in-laws are now supporting what I did.

But I never regretted that marriage. From that marriage I now have a very beautiful daughter like Sasha. Because he was I was strong and managed to rise, then build a grocery store that is now very selling.

Me and Haris sprintra inside the karaoke place. It was an experience I never forgot. Maybe because of getting carried away or maybe because it was influenced by my own mind to bind Haris mas. Yes I had thought to tie Mas Haris with it, in fact it worked. The seed exploded in my womb and I was hoping it would grow in my stomach soon.

At first I thought that if I was pregnant then Miss Wanti would definitely quickly bless us. But fortunately before that happened, Ms. Wanti had already given her blessing.

We were getting closer and closer, and Ms. Wanti also seemed to like Sasha a lot. My daughter who rarely gets affection from a grandmother also looks happy with Miss Wanti. And today we are also going together.

"Son Lita, will the concept like what fits the agreement?" ask Miss Wanti.

"No need to be fancy, ma'am, I'm ashamed. Just a luxury marriage widow." Besides, I also don't want to burden Haris. There is no need to waste money just for such an event. The important thing is the law and how we live the household in my opinion.

"No, son, I think Haris wants to give the best for Lita. So just accept it," said Ms. Wanti.

"Could you please advise Mas Haris Bu, tell him that I don't need it all. Mas Haris and Bu Wanti have been willing to accept my situation that Sasha already has, I've been very grateful and happy."

I saw my mother smiling in the rearview mirror. She did sit in the back with the nanny and Sasha.

"Now I believe that my decision to bless you is very true. Hopefully later Lita will be able to patiently face Haris who may not be able to think mature and wise like Lita's son."

I was moved, my gaze until a little blurry because of the tears that now pool in my eyes. I slowed down the speed of my car and I also immediately wiped my eyes.

"Thank you, ma'am, thank you for giving us your blessing and for accepting me with this one child widow status."

"Mother is also a widow. There is nothing wrong with the status of a widow. Forgive me for ever getting in your way."

If only I wasn't driving, I'd hug Miss Wanti. It felt like for a very long time I did not feel the warmth of a mother's embrace. I only have a brother who is also busy working and rarely have time for me even for his own daughter is also rare so I rarely ask for help my brother.

Ms. Wanti, mas Haris hope we can be one happy family.