The Widow of the Widow

Waiting for Each Other

Next day.

Today is Sunday.

When the sun returned to do its job, greeting all the inhabitants of the earth, Fema and Marsha along with bu Sum were already in the market. What else if not shopping for a special dinner.

Somewhere else. Jerry and Ferdo were talking together.

"Sister. do you think.. papa really likes stepmom?" ask Ferdo.

"Isn't it obvious? They're not even shy in front of us."

"Don't you think it's just a charade?"

"Have you ever seen papa play? What's he doing for the show?"

"Why do they sleep apart? All I hear is that the husband and wife must live in the same room." (Ferrdo)

"Then we have to do something." (Jerry)

"Ehmmm.. What are you two talking about without Papa?" Juan appeared and approached his two sons.

The two did not answer and only said good morning.

"Ferr, Jerr, Papa and Mama Fema decided to have this domestic relationship until the end of life. What do you think? Can Papa?"

The two teenagers did not immediately answer, but rather glanced at each other, as if waiting for who would respond to Papa's question first.

"Papa waiting for an answer. What do you two think?" Juan asked his question.

"Emmmmm. It's up to Papa." (Jerry)

"Together.it's up to Papa." (Ferrdo)

"OK, because you said whatever, so Papa thinks you're okay and is willing to accept mama and Marsha."

The two teenagers nodded small with flat gazes.

Her night.

Soekarno Hatta Airport.

The three handsome men finally arrived safe.

"Papaaaaa.." a familiar voice slipped into the ears of the three men and of course everyone who passed by at the airport heard it.

Apparently, Fema and Marsha also welcomed the return of these three people.

"Basic of the impatient child. Why would you scream in a crowd like this?" Ferdo murmured that he wanted to protest Marsha. How not, because of the little girl's voice, many eyes were now staring at them.

Marsha smiled happily with a little prancing as usual, showing off her rows of teeth. He was very happy because the Papa he missed had come home.

"Mama wait here well." without waiting for Fema's answer, Marsha ran towards Juan who was smiling towards her.

You guys must know very well. Marsha hugged her father very tightly. Expressed his already very heavy hump.

"Pa... Marsha misses Papa." said Marsha.

Juan smiled softly. How adorable is this little girl. "Yes dear.. Papa also miss Marsha."

The feeling of longing also controlled Juan and Fema's heart. It was very impatient to want to let go and vent that feeling.

But unfortunately, the situation and conditions are not supportive. There are kids around them right now. So, the two of them could only steal a look at each other. Only Jerry, the firstborn who understood the motion of his parents. Understandably, the boy was already OTW to the age of 15th.

After putting all the luggage into the trunk of the car, now the driver will do his duty to take this family to the apartment.

Marsha chose to sit next to her papa driver because she was used to being picked up by the driver every day.

"I'm the one sitting in front. You're in the back seat with Jerry's brother." circus Ferdo

"No. Marsha wants to be up front as usual. Isn't it uncle?" sahut Marsha is seeking a plea to the driver.

"Heh. This isn't your car. It's Papa's car. You're not entitled."

"No. It is precisely Marsha who is entitled because this is Papa's car. Not brother's car." Marsha does not want to lose.

"Ferdo. shouldn't you learn to give up?" Juan started to interfere.

"Yes deeehhh! Marsha is near Jerr's sister Pah." The little girl also relented from her brother. Remembering, his determination wanted to be the younger brother of a Ferdo Barata.

"Sister Jerr, Marsha can be here, right?" pleasantries. It bothers Jerry who closed his eyes to rest.

"Hmmm.." Jerry opened his eyes "just sit down. There's no need to ask a lot." Jerry replied in a flat tone staring at Marsha.

"Thank you brother." said Marsha with a face sumringah, making Jerry feel unbearable.

"Yes... Sha.." Unknowingly, Jerry stroked Marsha's head.

Fema and Juan sat next to each other behind the driver and Ferdo.

Fema types a message on her phone and sends it to Juan's contact.

Fema:📨"Pa.. sorry for this situation. If we knew Marsha would be like this, we should have both waited at home."

Juan📩"Don't say it like that. I'm glad you guys came to the airport.

Fema smiled looking at Juan's message on her phone.

Have dinner.

The family ate dinner quietly. Only the sound of spoons colliding with each other's plates.

After finishing her meal, Fema got up from her seat to make the milk warm.

"What about the hotel plan? Does he remember?" ask Fema in the heart.

"Jeez.. What am I thinking? My husband of course feels tired." murmured Fema again.

Fema delivered the warm milk to the dining table, because the family members were still sitting eating very greedily.

"You must be tired, so Mama deliberately made her warm milk early so after this you immediately rest" he said.

The two teenagers stared at the milk glass. Another case with Juan who is now looking at his wife with a wild look. "After this, he must have come to me." Juan's mind. The man took a sip of his warm milk without any rest and then went to the room.

"Papa go to the room first." said.

In Marsha's room.

Fema is back and forth with an erratic feeling. She waited for her husband's invitation, but nil.

"He's really inconsiderate. He tortured me. Doesn't he miss me? He didn't even bother asking me to his room. Ask for a massage or discuss something else?"

Fema is upset at Juan's attitude of completely forgetting their plans to spend the night together when Juan returns home from vacation.

"It's Fema, don't expect more. Maybe he's already aware that he doesn't need a wife like you." Fema tried to calm her heart.

The Juan Barata Room.

"My guess was wrong. He didn't come to me. Is he embarrassed or what? where did his courage go? Or maybe he wants to let me rest first so that tomorrow can be fit while fighting him?" Juan was asleep.

Tomorrow morning.

"Mr Sum? Tumben my wife let you prepare breakfast?" Juan Wonder saw Bi Sum who was arranging breakfast at the dinner table, which was usually done by his wife.

"Sorry sir, it was the lady who prepared this breakfast. I just need to arrange it." replied Bu Sum.

"yeah? Then where's my wife?"

"Mrs has already left for work"

"Huh? What's the matter? *Not usually he's like this.!"

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