The Widow of the Widow

Ole-ole

Juan Pov's

Me, Juan Barata. As you know, I have married a one-child woman. I didn't expect, the marriage I was forced to accept was increasingly giving a different color to my life.

It has been 2 days for me and my two sons to take a vacation. That's right, the kids look so happy. It turned out to be true what the woman said, that I should take my children refreshing so that both of them do not feel further away from me.

It is true that all this time, between me and my two sons, this has been a very rigid relationship. Just imagine, they , grew up without the affection of someone named mother. Only me and my father who accompanied them until now both have entered adolescence.

That woman, no! She's not just a woman to me. She is my wife, someone who has been married to me since approximately 3 months ago. At first, I didn't plan on keeping him by my side forever. But the more I come here, the more I like it. Ah no! I loved her! I'm not gonna let go. And it seems, he, too, has no intention of getting away from me. I think my wife is starting to like me too. Nah! I'm sure he's in love with me, too. I'm pretty sure of that.

Unlike Marsha who desperately wants a father and welcomes both of my children to be her proud siblings, these two children really do not want that. They say that they don't want a stepmother. Until now, they always call Fema with the title of aunt. What else against his little sister, my children are indifferent and ignorant to him.

That's why, Fema Sandra, my wife, she asked me to fix my relationship with my two children. He told me that if I wanted to get the blessing of my two sons for my relationship with him, then I should be able to take the hearts of these two boys first. I thought, right too. My son will be affected if I become a selfish father. For this reason, the three of us are here at this time in order to refresh and speak from heart to heart.

Both my sons are very fond of nature and one of the islands that are quite famous in Indonesia is their choice, namely Derawan Island located in Berau Regency East Kalimantan. One word for this place "Cool".

"Pa. we've noticed lately Papa looks very familiar with the new brother,"

My two sons began to comment on my closeness to Marsha. They still call her a new sister, a small child and other calls, even though the little girl has been their sister for the last 3 months.

"Ehmmm, of course Papa is familiar with it. He's already Papa's son. After all, Papa has no daughters." I answered accordingly.

"So, Papa loves him as much as he does his own son?" both are curious.

"Yes, that's it.." I answered again.

Listening to my light answer, my two sons fell silent. I don't know what they're thinking. I started to put the questions in my head.

"What do you two think of Mama Fema and and Dedek Marsha?" I started to ask my questions.

"Emmmmm.. I don't think it's bad, '" the sober answer I had so deep it came out of my firstborn's lips, what an unbelievable answer. While his sister looks confused her brother's words. It seems.. Ferdo was just following what his brother said.

"So.. can you accept them?" ask again. This time I threw a glance at Ferdo.

"What about Papa? Did Papa accept the aunt as Papa's wife?" not the answer I got, but a counterattack from my son my flower.

Drrrrt drrrt.

The incoming call to my phone from the contact "MY WIFE❤" The faces of my two sons held a smile as they accidentally read my wife's name calling. Okay, I decided to answer it with hope, this could be the answer to Ferdo's question just now.

I deliberately activated the loadspeaker so that both of them could listen.

"Hello!" Sapaku to Fema.

"Hello papa dear... So... have you come home from his streets?" ask my wife in a spoiled tone. This makes me want to go home soon and meet him.

"It's a pity. We're already in the Villa.." I replied, deliberately playing the word DARLING in front of my two sons.

"Honey, remember to drink the vitamins and do not forget to give it to children"

Right, my wife provided us with immune-boosting vitamins. He forgot that I was a doctor who had definitely prepared that little thing. Let alone Vitamins, the P3K box I just pack in my suitcase. . Hehe. but it's okay.. The vitamins a wife gives are definitely the best.

"Which kids are Pa? Are they asleep?" ask my wife again, making the calm faces of my two sons now look awkward and misbehaved.

"They are both near me. Now I activate the loadspeaker well. and talk to them." I said, but since the loadspeaker was already active.

"Hey.. Jerr... Ferrr how's your vacation going?"

"Kakaaaak. This is Marsha.. Marsha misses your voice" the little girl snatched in her crisp tone, making my two sons shake their heads in wonder. They also had a small smile on the corner of their lips.

"Eh .. little boy. Mom's question we haven't answered. Why are you snatching?"

That ketus tone of course came out of Ferdo's mouth. However, she seemed to be unaware of having mentioned the word mama, and I was very sure my wife was very happy to hear it.

"Yes.sorry kaak.." sahut Marsha in a guilty tone. "Please, answer my mother's question" he continued.

"Ehmmm Auntie..we are very happy here." replied Jerry, honestly.

"Sister Jerrr. Don't forget your promise to bring me ole-ole." Marsha reminds Jerry of his promise.

"Eh. spoiled little boy. Take it easy, we've got ole-ole for you." Ferdo Sahut.

"Oh yeah? Is that really Pah?" marsha asked me, wanted to be sure and I answered yes because it is true.

"Yeeee.. asiik.. ole-ole what's a sister?" ask again out of curiosity. I saw, Ferdo smiled mischievously before replying.

"We caught a bear alive as an ole-ole for you."

"Haah? Live bear?" Marsha sounded confused.

"Yes, because your name is Marsha, so we decided to bring you a bear. Remember that Turkish cartoon? The spoiled brat named Marsha lives with the bear." Ferdo explained, at length.

Jerry and I smiled and heard it.

"Papaaa. Replace Pa, ole-olenya teddy bear only. not the living." complained Marsha, protesting.

"Dear on, Papa will tell your sister well." I said, calming Marsha.

Our conversation was warm and long. We ended the call because we felt sleepy.

This night ended with a happy feeling. I can't wait to go home and see my wife.

"Geez, I never thought being far from them made me feel like I really was a wife and mother of two sons. Not only do I miss Juan, but I miss both kids. Hopefully after this, this little family relationship will get warmer. I really want to live with them forever." Fema muttering.

Satisfied with his thoughts, Fema decided to rest because tomorrow night the three heroes will go home. Tomorrow, he intends to shop so that he can welcome the three with a special dinner.

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SERIATE.....