Sugar Teachers

Past of Chris

There, at the navel the wife of Kris pondered for a long time. On the gravestone bearing Marwa's name he stared bitterly. Before long, there was clear dew falling from the horizon of his eyes. Rushing he erased then carved a smile.

"Sorry, Mar. I don't mean to make you sad. These tears are happy because our son will be seventeen tomorrow. You must be very happy too, right?" kris said slowly. He then rubbed his face and rolled his eyes around.

Fiona who was lurking from earlier spontaneously hid behind a fence, not close but not far. Clearly he could see Kris but could not hear what the idol was talking about, and it made him even more upset. Wanting closer but afraid of being discovered.

"Mar ...." Kris took off the glasses and wiped away the drop of dew that was there. In that dense net was despair, loss and longing to be restrained. A taste that makes the 28-year-old adult man again sighing heavy and long. However, for the sake of the late wife he also carved a sweet smile despite the bitterness felt..

It was all for Marwa. Marwa is a Sundanese widow who was left by her Korean husband. Marwa had just given birth to Theo. At the same time, the husband who was on his way to see her had a plane crash. Marwa became a widow when her son was just born.

Time continued to roll as it should until finally fate brought Kris to Marwa. Kris who just finished graduation loved Marwa so much, did not even mind the age difference. Kris also wanted to accept Theo, who was ten years old at the time.

Honey, the love of the two separated for good when the marriage only lasted two months. Marwa died in a fire. Marwa went to carry a deep wound for Kris and Theo.

Remembering that, Kris's tears were overflowing. He could not remember Marwa, his beloved wife who died so quickly.

Sat Kris recalled his late wife, on the other hand there was Fio who was increasingly agitated. He was curious and wanted to ask, but ....

"Neng again?" ask someone who spontaneously made Fio jump and massaged his chest.

"Yes Alloh, sir. Just ngagetin," Fio replied, his mouth scowling in annoyance. However, because of curiosity he tepis annoyed at the father of the cemetery guard, then invited him to peek at Kris.

"Do you know that guy?" fio asked, expectantly in his brown irises.

"Hm, know no heck, Neng," replied the father, his smile seemed ambiguous and Fio understood what it meant. He also raked and gave fifty thousand dollars. Theo's money at the time.

"Now, right, sir?" asked Fio again, half furious at him especially when he saw the smile as young as the father.

"O clear. Now I remember," he replied with a grin. Fio cheered back.

"Yes, I know that too, sir."

"And the one he went to was his wife."

Fio's smile instantly expanded. That means the guess is right, if Kris is a widower.

"Then?" Fiona looked more enthusiastic.

"He's here every month."

Fiona.

"His wife died seven years ago. Fires. Neng ever heard of the tragedy of the Cempaka apartment in South Jakarta?"

Instantly Fio's pupils dilated, speechless because his tongue felt tied to a rope.

"Oh yeah, that was a long time ago. Maybe Neng is still a child so do not know," replied the father.

No, that's not true. How did Fiona forget the tragedy? Although seven years had passed it still stuck in his heart. The tragedy claimed many victims and one of them was the father who served as a firefighter.

Remembering that noble Fio's eyes condensed, but soon he changed and neutralized his own heart. He doesn't want to be too emotional right now.

"If it is not wrong his wife left a child, maybe now it is as big as Eneng," continued the father.

"Continue?" fio continued and immediately replied to the grave guard with a headband. He let out a heavy sigh and let in fifty thousand dollars for the sake of that very little information.

But it's okay. I will fight until the last blood point. I'll make him move on. Handsome sir. Wait and get ready to wash over to me, Inner Fio. Smiles are created. Rushing he left the cemetery and climbed back onto Kang Ojol's motorbike which was still faithfully waiting.