The Widow of the Widow

Beautiful Mom

After handing the flower bucket to Mama Fema, Ferdo immediately passed to her room.

"Well, this is really a surprise. The boy turned out so sweet too" smiled, closing the door again.

Tok tock..

Fema opened the door.

"Jerr?" it turns out that the one who knocked was the firstborn, Jerry.

"This" handed me a gold colored pen.

"Huh?" Fema is confused.

"Well, is this boy asking for an autograph or what?" inmost.

"It's a gift from me to my aunt, because it helped me get permission from papa. I'm so happy." Jerry's base is less creative. His words were exactly what Ferdo said.

Fema: "Jerr!?"

"This is Ferdo's silly idea.he asked me to give a gift as a thank you."

"Ohh?"

"I was going to buy flowers or dolls, but I don't think those two things are useful." with her flat face. Then left Fema who was still dumbfounded.

A few minutes later. A smile expands and adorns the face of Fema. He then went in and took back the flower bucket given by Ferdo that he had put down.

"You two are the same as your father." Fema remembers the shophouse gift her husband gave her, which was given to her for making Juan happy.

"How long has the boy been saving up to buy this expensive pen?" Fema nodded happily.

Both gifts are now in his hands. Fema looks very happy. He stuck the two gifts to his chest and pranced a little, expressing his happiness.

🍁🍁🍁🍁

Fema had prepared the dinner perfectly.

"Mama.." Marsha's voice came from the doorway. Juan walked beside him. Fema of course welcomed the arrival of her husband and daughter. However, Fema only greeted Juan with the word Hai. How not, the change in Juan's attitude made Fema hesitant to act.

Juan went into his room to take a shower before dinner.

"Ah.. she didn't even tell me she came home from the boutique." Juan mendumel. A second later, he saw a change of clothes ready on his bed. He also smiled. "So he prepared this? I'll wear it."

It's dinner time. Fema looks very excited. She even wore a pretty dress, stuffed with thin make-up that made her so charming. Ah, indeed basically Fema is always beautiful.

Juan came down the stairs from the 2nd floor of the apartment feeling excited. Don't forget, he was wearing a change of clothes that had been prepared by the wife he began to love.

His eyes were now fixed on Fema who was setting the dinner plate for their children. The three children were seen watching their mother.

"Mama... Where are you going after this?" Finally Marsha asked.

Juan arrived at the dining room and sat down at his usual place. He is also looking forward to Fema's answer to Marsha's question. Because, his wife looks very extraordinary when they are eating dinner at home.

"Not anywhere Sha. mama's at home." While putting the dinner plate in front of Juan which contains her husband's favorite of course.

"But how is my mom pretty?" asking innocently.

"Oh yeah? Is mama really pretty?" even asked back.

"Hmmm" Marsha nodded. "What a beauty, right, pa?"

"Oh yes, your mama is always beautiful" replied Juan, reflex.

The praise that came from his papa made Jerry-Ferdo look at each other. I feel suspicious of papa.

"Today I feel happy. So mama was expressing it" smiled and deliberately glanced at the two teenagers before her. Incidentally, the two teenagers were back to throw one another a glance.

Jerry-Ferdo: "Tante Fema, just given a little hadia already visited. His confidence increased greatly He must have thought we had received it." The two minds fought each other.

"What's happy mom?" Marsha again represents Juan's question. Maybe because they are often together, the two become healthy.

"The happy mother has you" she answered briefly, but was able to pierce the depths of the hearts of the four who heard her.

Silent.

Silent.

Jerry-Ferdo: "Is that true? So including us? She's happy to have us too?" inmost.

Dinner was quiet.

Everyone is now in their own room. Fema took the initiative to make warm milk for her children and husband, and drove him to their room.

First, he headed to Jerry's room. Hope his good intentions are not reciprocated with a spicy word from the mouth of the firstborn.

Tok to tok.

Jerry opened the door.

Fema smile.

Jerry glanced at the milk glass that was in Fema's hand.

"Mom get in Jerr?" smile back.

"Please!" with flat face.

Fema stepped in, then placed the milk glass on the nightstand right next to her son's bed.

"Emmm, you haven't said thank you for the gift. Mama likes Jerr's gift. Thank you, yes!"

Jerry: "🤨🤨 oh.. alright!" He nodded and scratched his head.

Fema ventured closer to Jerry. He then held onto the teenager's shoulders and hugged Jery, a warm hug from a mother to her child. Hopefully, the boy felt his warmth.

"Jerrs.. Mama will love you both, like Marsha. But, Mama Fema. will always be waiting for you."

Jerry just silently stared with an indistinct feeling.

Fema let go of that unrequited hug. "Then, mama came out first, don't forget to drink the milk yes.." just taken by Jerry.

Fema also came out of the room of his eldest son by exhaling his breath.. "God, what dream am I. having a heartless child like her. He's not even touched by the little kindness I give you." Inner.

Ferdo Room.

Tok tock..

Cklek..

Ferdo's head was nongol from the door that was only opened by a dictator.

"What's the aunt?" glancing at the glass of milk in Fema's hand.

"Mom come in?"

Ferdo opened the door wider. "Please" said.

After laying her milk, Fema turned to face Ferdo.

"Fer.mama wants to say thank you for the flowers. Well-favoured. Mama likes."

Ferdo: 🤨"Oh yes.. equally!" feel happy and proud.

"Fer... hug mom Fema again donk,?" spread hands.

Ferdo frowned, exhaling a rough breath.

"Why? didn't you hug your mom yesterday? My mom hasn't returned your embrace!"

"Yes already if aunt maksa!" approaching aunt Fema.

"Ferr. mama is waiting for you two to receive mama Fema and Marsha yes. let's live happily ever after. like any other family!"

Ferdo was silent. It's disconcerting.

In the end, Fema's turn will deliver warm milk to her father's children..

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Seriate