The Widow of the Widow
A present for you
"Marsha.. don't be. Papa Juan can't be here! You've seen it wrong." Fema begins to doubt her daughter.
"That's.mama.papa is also running after us." Marsha ran over to the person she saw exactly like her papa. And it turns out to be true, it's papa Juan.
"Rapa.." Juan was relieved, his daughter had known him from afar.
"Marsha" Juan greeted his daughter with a warm embrace. "Nakal ya go ga ngajak-ngajak papa.."
"Hehehe." Marsha chuckles.
"It's so pretty to wear this dress!" Juan.
"Mama's pretty too, papa!"
"Juan? She coming?" Fema approached her husband with a feeling of dag did dug. Like getting a surprise.
"Where's mama?" ask Juan.
Marsha looks around for the whereabouts of Mama Fema. "Tu.. mama!" Pointing towards the Fema that was now approaching them.
"You said Marsha. beautiful mama.!"
Marsha smiled happily at Papa's words of praise, for her mother.
"Juan... You're coming?" Fema drew closer and immediately greeted Juan with a kiss of the hand, without any cue or command from Juan. The man was amazed at his wife's actions.
"He usually waits for my orders.!" his inner.
"Yes.I came to scold you." said Juan without further ado.
"Heiii Femaaa? This is your husband, isn't it?" ask a relative of Fema.
"Ehmm. Yes aunt. Isn't it baby?" Fema deliberately looks friendly with her husband. Even now she was struggling spoiled in the arms of her handsome husband shamelessly. Fema did not know that her husband's heart was pounding because of her actions.
"Iyya aunt. hi..." Juan smiled kindly.
"Darling, are you hungry? let's eat some food first," Fema just kept acting.
"Whatchu mean? Don't overdo it like this..!"
"Why indeed? I just want to show off my husband to everyone."
"Say you're afraid I'm scolding you, aren't you?"
"What is my fault for being scolded?"
"You don't realize your mistake?"
"Hehehehe.. sorry - sorry. later we talk about okay, you eat first yes.." Fema gave one plate of rice and side dishes inside.
The reception is over. Time to go back home. Except for the newlyweds, they will stay in the hotel room that has been prepared for both.
Upon arrival at the Fema family home, the whole family gathered to talk just to discuss the excitement at the party and other non-essential things.
"Tante.. excuse me to take my husband to the room first!" Phema.
"Oh it's okay, baby, please Juan, don't hesitate, just think of it as your own home." Brother's pleasantries from his father Fema were to Juan.
Marsha's? Don't ask the little girl. He was with his other cousins playing in his cousin's room.
"Let's go, baby.." Fema continued her acting in front of the whole family.
Go into the room. "Huhhf huhhhf" Fema stroked her chest and then removed her hand from the man's lemgan. "I'm sorry Juan. I'm forced to do this, so we don't look stiff in front of them."
"Do they care about our marriage?" ask Juan.
"Ah. It's all because of Marsha. He excitedly told me about you. So all they know is that our relationship is like a real husband and wife." Answer Fema, honestly.
"So.. are we both going to sleep in this room?" Juan spread his gaze throughout the room.
"Emmmm. Don't worry Juan, I won't sleep in this bed. I can sleep on that couch alone." Fema replied, feeling bad for Juan because they had never lived in the same room before.
Juan just nodded small.
"Bring first.I'll take a shower after you." said Fema. Juan nodded back.
When Juan was in the bathroom, Fema came out to talk about his plans to borrow money from his cousin. "Geez, I hope you have money.." she said.
"Femmm come here, eat boiled beans" said one of Fema's cousins. Fema took a seat.
1 Minute, 5 min, 10min... Fema did not say what she wanted to say.
"Fem..What's wrong with you?" Tantenya Fema's.
"Emmmm.. anu aunty. actually, there's something I want to say to everything here..
"What is Fem?" ask one of Fema's cousins.
"Ap...what? How come?
"How much do you need?"
The two questions came out simultaneously from two different people.
Fema also tells the chronology why he suddenly needs an additional 350 jt of money. "So like that, my savings are not enough so I need an additional 350ht" he said carefully by harboring his embarrassment.
The cousins started the lyrics.
"Well, doesn't your husband have more money than we do?"
"Yes Fem.your mother also told us that your husband's family is amazing. What else is your father-in-law. The old man works only around the world. Why don't you try to borrow it?
"Emmm I'm not sure about that. So.... You can't lend me?"
"Oh no. I'll transfer you 50jt only.
"Alright, I'm also 50jt.
Fema smiled happily, because the six cousins were willing to join forces to lend it.
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Juan who had heard everything from quite a distance away, only smiled shaking his head. He went into the room to get something.
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"Thank you very much, brother, you've helped me!" fema said sincerely.
"Ah. You're like anyone." they answered. Then busy each with his phone to transfer funds to Fema.
"Excuse me everyone" Juan appears suddenly, carrying a brown envelope in his hand.
Fema suddenly stood up from her seat in shock at Juan's appearance. "Ju.ju.juan?" call nervous.
"Huh? A jua?" fema's older cousin mimicked the way Fema called Juan. Because, since then Fema always called her husband with a loving call. "Fem..didn't you call her darling? Why just call a name now? It's not polite." he protested to Fema.
"Oh, sometimes my wife just calls me by name when she's surprised." Juan deliberately glanced at his wife. Fema just lowered her head with her lips bitten.
"Ehm.I brought this for you, baby." John approached his wife, very close. He handed the brown envelope he was holding into his wife's hands, deliberately calling out to Fema with a affectionate call.
"Em. a. emm. ap.. what is this?" The fema is very visible.
"Open up, baby let me know.."
"here?
"Sera, stay here or in the room!"
"Alright, I'll open it" Fema glanced at Juan's face beside her.
The cousins were just him watching.
Fema took out a few sheets of paper from it and read them very carefully. It is written very clearly that the shophouse he now occupies is legally his, indicated by evidence of buying and selling and other official letters regarding the shophouse is complete in his hands. "Ap.. is this Juan? What's that supposed?" Fema tried to convince him of what he was seeing.
"Seeaa, congratulations! The shophouse is yours now." Juan explained.
"Yes., but how could you do that? Know it? Who told you?" the consecutive question just came out of Fema's lips with a quivering tone. Juan's wife's eyes began to tear. He felt overwhelmed.
"That's a gift for you, because yesterday made me feel good. (What Juan meant was about their wedding photos on the Fema desk).
Everyone smiled at Juan.
Cup cups....
Suddenly Fema kissed on both of Juan's cheeks, with her hands tied to her husband's neck.
"Thank you" he said again and hugged Juan. Hugged her husband for the first time.
Juan who got a sudden attack was only able to stand sculpting, the sensitive parts of his body stiffened instantly. It felt like he really wanted to devour his wife's body at this moment as well.
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