The widow is my wife

The widow is my wife
Starting Role



"What Master? Sir is still on leave today?" jaelani asked again confirmed the horror if what he heard earlier was not wrong, he who is now in the company with Chandra by phone.


"Yes.. And you take care of everything." replied Chandra as he put his other hand in his shorts pocket.


Chandra did call Jaelani on the balcony in front of her room to tell her secretary if she was still on leave, while looking at the scenery is so beautiful because today he will show something that he made as a wedding gift for Luna.


"But why, sir? Why are you applying for leave again? Didn't you marry the Widow just to maintain a position in the company. So what do you want to do with him today?" Jaelani asked without answering Chandra's orders with a series of questions because he still did not expect if his master asked for leave only to be with his wife who is a former Widow.


"Silent Lani. You're the one I pay to take care of the company if I don't have time to be there, not to take care of my business. And you remember one thing, that she was no longer a widow, Lani. The woman you call the widow is now my wife. Catch that!" chandra snapped which instantly turned off her phone connection.


"But Mr-"


"Ck! just this time you were angry with me and immediately turned off his phone call just because I called that cheap woman a Widow. But isn't that what I said? She is indeed a Widow who is not ashamed to want to be my Master's wife." Jaelani monologues furiously while holding her mobile phone.


That morning he had stayed at the CA Corps because there was a monthly meeting with the board of directors to account for his work every month.


And not the first time he represented Chandra in leading the meeting, he worked with Chandra for almost five years and Chandra never scolded him for his selfishness. Maybe Chandra is immune?


Even when Kezia betrayed Chandra, Chandra always complained to him. But since yesterday when his Master got to know the Widow, Chandra seemed to be covering up everything related to her.


***


While Chandra is busy working on her mobile phone with Jaelani around the corner, Luna decides to go downstairs to make something.


They had finished breakfast together, and his mother was seen playing with Radit in the living room and he went straight to the kitchen without greeting Mom and her son first.


Last night he agreed with Chandra if at home and in the company he was his wife, and Luna wanted to start her role from the smallest thing.


Yes, Luna nodded her head convincing herself to filialize with her husband even though the man was not willing to publicize their relationship.


The straight-haired woman in black as a shoulder began to open the refrigerator researching the materials available to make pudding.


Luna also researched some of the supplies in her kitchen which turned out to be quite complete. Nope.. Not enough, but complete.


"Can I help you, ma'am?" tanya Bi Asih, the oldest maid in Chandra's house while looking at Luna in the kitchen.


"No Bi, Auntie please do Auntie's job just now, I just want to make pudding, Bi." Luna said with a friendly smile.


"Will she make pudding?" tanya Bi Asih answered a nod accompanied by a sincere smile by Luna.


"Master usually likes orange pudding, Nyah. Don't want to be too sweet" said Bi Asih told and Luna enthusiastically heard it.


"Oh yeah? I also want to make orange pudding anyway Bi, earlier. Hehe.. Thanks for the information, Bi." Luna said sincerely and a smile as if it had never faded from her lips.


it is fortunate that you get this very friendly wife, Inner Bi Asih while smilingly looking at Luna.


"Bi.." call Luna when she sees Bi Asih look dreamy.


"Oh yes, ma'am, same Nyah. I went back again ya Nyah." said Bi Asih who answered a nod by Luna.


As much as Bi Asih, Luna also now took a clean pot, then put all the ingredients to make the pudding into the pot.


A few minutes later, the pudding made by Luna was ripe and ready to be put in place to make a pudding shaped like a rose.


Luna also put the pudding in front of the fan so that the pudding cools quickly and a few minutes later she put it in the previous refrigerator to make it tasty and fresh when eaten.


"What are you doing?" chandra asked as she saw Luna in the kitchen.


"Akhnah.." Luna closed her eyes with her hands when she saw Chandra who was bare-chested.


Chandra raised his eyebrows, puzzled over Luna's attitude which seemed to have never seen a man's field chest.


"Mother don't wear clothes?" Luna asked with her eyes closed.


"Son.. I want to swim. You why? Never seen a man's chest? Then how do you make a child look at me like this you're like that?" Chandra asked in a sarcasm tone, but without waiting for Luna's answer she immediately walked to the swimming pool on the right side of her house.


Luna rubbed her chest in relief when she saw Chandra who had already moved away from her.


For a moment, he saw the sight he had just seen the first time from near the kitchen door. Seeing the man who is now legally her husband is swimming in various styles.


And apparently, so agile her husband's expertise in swimming.


A moment terbesit in the mind Luna wants to swim with her husband, feel what it is like to swim with her husband.


Uh, but how does it seem like Luna really enjoys her role as a wife huh?


Feeling that the pudding can be enjoyed, Luna took it from the refrigerator and cut it small and put it on some dishes.


The first plate he gave to Mom and Radit.


"You make pudding, Lun?" Ibu Halimah asked while receiving a plate containing pudding given by Luna.


"Yes Ma.. Eaten by Mom.. But less sweet, because Mas Chandra does not like sweet he said." replied Luna then turned to pinch Radit cheeks that look adorable. "Dit, Mommy makes pudding. Eaten ya dear." she then kissed the cheek of her son.


"Chandra have you given me?" asked Halimah when she saw Luna who stood up again.


"Not yet Ma.. This just wanted Luna to love. He's still swimming." Luna said as she pointed at the swimming pool that was not too clearly visible from the family room.


Halimah's mother smiled, "Yes already, the hunt is being given." she said, to Luna's nod.


Luna seems happy to be married to Chandra. Hope you are happy, son. Chandra is a good person, and I can be relieved when I have to stay apart from you. Inner Mother Halimah while looking at her son's back towards the kitchen to pick up a plate of pudding for Chandra.


"Bie.. This is for Auntie, divided by the others." said Luna who wanted to deliver the pudding to Chandra but turned back to the kitchen when she saw Bi Asih passing by.


Bi Asih once gave a towel to Chandra after swimming.


"Mrs.. Don't bother Nyah. It should be Auntie who made this pudding, not Madam."


"No hassle, Bi. Think of this plate of pudding as our introductory banquet." said Luna who made Bi Asih's heart warm.


After giving pudding to Bi Asih and the other maids, Luna also brought a tray of orange juice and a plate of pudding to the poolside for her husband.


"Get it, sir." said Luna as she placed the tray on the table near the chair Chandra occupied.


"Thank you." said Chandra who immediately drank orange juice and switched to trying pudding made by Luna.


"That's my pudding, sir. How's it? Doesn't match your taste?" luna asked, looking at Chandra.


why the hell should I be fascinated just by looking at her clear eyeballs, Chandra's inner self while looking at Luna thinking of the right answer.


"Enak." replied Chandra who made Luna smile, then the woman went back into the house exactly to the room to look for her laptop because it was time she wrote a novel.


Many of his readers have already charged him with updates in the chat room that he did make to get closer to his readers.


"Done also makes one episode for today," he murmured as he turned his head to the right and to the left to reduce his tension.


"One episode? Meanin?" ask Chandra who did not hear the whole sentence just said by Luna.


Stunned, Luna rushed out of the writing application and turned off her laptop and now turned to staring at Chandra.


Seriate....