The Widow of the Widow

Jerry Nagea

'He didn't even read my message?'

'Is he that busy?'

'Is it possible ...he has been tired of my attitude all this time?'

'Yes .. it is possible. Like you said, it's not good to keep your husband quiet. Later her husband can turn to another heart.'

'Wait 'wait! Is Brother Jerr like that?'

Drrrrrt.

The name of the Young Master's personal servant called Nagea's cell phone. The woman answered immediately.

(Ha-hello bik, talk)

[Non, Young Master has arrived home]

(Don't?)

Drebbs.

The phone died because it ran out of power.

'Csshhhh! Heh, I am indeed not as lucky as others.' Nagea was eager to laugh at himself. However, the tightness in his chest was very piercing.

'I waited for him for hours, all of a sudden he was home?'

This time, it felt like Nagea would sit in a quiet corner and cry all over there.

Not what, the driver who drove him had told him to go home.

Okay, he could have taken a taxi. But, he was not brave enough if only alone took a taxi in the middle of the night like this.

Nagea was only able to cry over the misfortune that befell him. With both hands, he covered his face, so that no one would know he was crying.

In another position.

Jerry along with his beloved car is still splitting the road at high speed.

"When I saw it, but I ignored it." he muttered, regretting.

It is true, when he arrived a few hours ago, Jerry saw his wife among many people, but the man just ignored him because he felt it might just be a hallucination.

Soon the man got out of his car after successfully arriving at the airport parking lot. With a quick step he headed to where his wife was likely to be.

Meanwhile, Nagea, the woman has now calmed down. No more crying.

'All right, I gotta go. Why am I here if the waiting has rested comfortably at home? But ... What should I say when I get home? Is he going to laugh at me for looking stupid?'

Just about to step up, his eyes caught a figure he was eager to see.

"He ... is coming? Picking me?"

Degh degh.

'I'm very nervous. Aye! He's coming at me.'

While Jerry, with the thought of a thousand questions, he approached his wife. 'Is this woman really smiling? Is this really my wife? He's not being possessed by anything?'

"Hi !" greet Jerry.

For now, only that word was tucked into his mind for him to say.

"Ha-hai" Nagea replied, feeling uncertain. 'Can I hug him? Wouldn't he be confused by my suddenly changed attitude?'

"Sorry, earlier .. I didn't know you were waiting for me."

"I-iya, it's okay, I'm."

"Thank God, then let's get out of here." Jerry clasped his wife's fingers, took her away from there.

Sensing his wife's hand returning his grasp, Jerry smiled knots at the corners of his lips. 'Thank you dear, it seems .. you are starting to soften.' her inner self.

Arrive in the parking lot.

"Come in" he told Nagea after opening the car door.

Instead of entering, Nagea approached her husband and hugged him.

Upss. It was like Jerry was going to duren mateng. Not only his wife's smile, clasped his hands back, and this time it was a tight hug. It feels .. ahhh steady.

Although Nagea said nothing, Jerry guessed that his wife did this with full awareness.

"Hey ... What's wrong with you, baby? Do you have a problem?"

"Then why? It's not usually like this!"

Nagea let go of his embrace. "I. .. just want to make sure I feel."

"You miss me?" Jerry started teasing.

"Sshhhh, you're this! I'm just practicing, let's get along with you."

"Is that so? Yes ... okay. We'll be familiar from now on."

'Look at this woman. He can't tell the truth. If I miss saying it, no one will scold you Nagea!'

Jerry asks Nagea to get into the car.

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Finally, the two arrived at the Barata residence. In the living room, the family was gathering, without any shortage of people, except for Barata's grandfather, who was resting because he was unwell.

"Akhhh! You guys finally came home too. Next time don't worry about everyone like this bang." The appearance of the couple immediately got a speech by the bontot, Abner.

Jerry and Nagea looked a little confused.

"Nagea, are you okay, honey? Mama said just wait at home." Mama looks very worried about her daughter-in-law.

"My wife is okay Mah. Is that right, baby?"

"Yes Mah .. I'm fine."

Feeling relieved his son and son-in-law arrived home safely, Papa Juan stood up from his seat.

"Since they've arrived, let's all rest. It's midnight."

Everyone, like chicks led into their cages, broke up, returned to their rooms. Except Marsha. A nosy idea he was planning in his brain.

Instead of going to his own room, the girl was tailing the couple who were PDKT.

"Sister, I miss you." The girl slammed into the brother's arms.

"Silent brother, now this spoiled sister is better. Does it still hurt Sha?"

"Sometimes it feels sis, but it can be held. That's not what. The doctor said it felt like that."

"All right, let's take a break." Taking off his brother's embrace, he grabbed his wife's hand and asked her to return to the room immediately.

"Sister, Marsha wants to sleep in your room tonight."

"yeah? Wh-wh-what for? Where can." After so many years, Jerry finally returned to throw a tinge to his sister.

"Oh, it's okay. Sha, okay, come back in 20 minutes because your brother has to clean up." said Nagea.

"Why did you let him come here?" Jerry began to show his objections, after they stayed alone. Then, the discussion began.

"Why indeed? She's not your sister, you sound like her?"

"Yes, this is our room. We are a couple. I just don't want any bullies."

"Bother? What are we going to do until there are no bullies?"

Jerry, speechless. He immediately went into the bathroom with an annoyed face.

'Cssshh, my husband is so funny when he's upset. Be patient, baby, we're not gonna do anything tonight. Ah ... I better get her a change of clothes ready.'

Chequelek

Jerry came out of the bathroom fresh.

"Come here" pinta Nagea.

'Why him? Tumben seems to be paying attention? And is that what he's wearing? Very disrespectful.'

Jerry was seen swallowing rough looking at the appearance of his wife who only wore thin lingerie and a little exposed his precious assets.

'Fix, my husband is interested in me. Akh, I haven't even teased him yet.'

"Here, let's dry your hair, sit here."

Jerry was happy to obey.

Seoal had been trained to do so, Nagea swiftly rubbed every point of water that was still separated in her husband's body, dried her hair, and put on sleeping pajamas that were the same color as she was wearing.

"Don't tense. I am training myself to always serve you. Besides, I want to make sure whether my feelings are still there for you or not" Nagea said.

'Looks ... Nagea purposely tortured me.'

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Seriate....