The Widow of the Widow

Stay with Papa

The next day...

Grandpa Mahendra's Residence.

Juan and his little family just arrived in the afternoon. Mahendra asked all his workers to lift the goods of the Juan barata family move.

"Grandfather, really all this time grandfather lived in a house this wide alone?" Marsha asked with her admiring face. What the little boy heard was their move to this palace-like grandfather's house out of pity.

"Yes dear.and now grandfather is very happy because his children and grandchildren finally live here. What else now there is this Marsha. Grandpa was very happy." Mahendra replied.

Marsha is very happy because her grandfather is very kind and accepts her and her mother as part of the Barata family.

"Kids, the room you three are upstairs is ready. Waiter, take my granddaughter to their room." Mahendra ordered.

Grandpa this one is cool. Even each of his grandchildren has a personal servant, including Marsha. The old man had really prepared everything.

Fema was amazed at this in-law. "How much money does he have? The servants of this house passed by doing their respective duties. How much money did he have to spend to pay this many workers?"

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"I want to see Marsha's room first.." Fema told Juan and his father-in-law.

"Yes Ma..." Juan nodded.

"Ma said? Juan, what do you call your wife? A maa?" mahendra asked, squinting, wanting to hear Juan's answer.

"Haah? me? said what?... Pa... her name is Fema. So it's natural that I call her Ma.." trying to look innocent.

"Sad...buddy up. It looks like you two won't be divorced in 4 months."

"The marriage can only be separated by death. Who would dare to divorce? We will not divorce.more sins." answered lightly.

"Hah... fear of sin or you are indeed afraid of losing your wife?... hahah... but, whatever it is, it is good if you are not divorced. Thank you, son."

Juan just nodded with a smile. That's right what this parent said. Juan did not want to lose his wife.

"shower and prepare first. We'll have dinner in a minute." Juan agreed and then went to his room.

In Marsha's room.

Cklek.

"Sister?" Marsha was a little surprised because her two brothers came to her room.

"Servant, get out first. We both want to talk to Marsha" (Ferdo).

"Young Master" the waiter came out.

"What does the waiter say? Young Master? since when did you change your name?" Marsha nodded, astonished to hear that.

The two teenagers approached Marsha and folded both hands on her chest.

"Eh... What class have you been in?" ask Jerry.

"It will soon be third grade" Marsha replied proudly.

"How old are you?" ask Ferdo.

"It's been 8 years, brother"

"Cih.... apparently you've grown up but still accompanied while sleeping?" (Ferrdo)

Marsha scratched her confused head.

"What's wrong, brother?"

"From now on don't ask for your mother's company again. You can ask for the company of your servant. "Ferdo's.

Marsha blinked her eyes a few times. She never asked my mom to stay in her room.

"Yes. sis, understand!" Marsha still looks confused.

Tok tock..

Chequek... Marsha's bedroom door opened and Fema entered.

"Yamaa!"

"Sha's? Jerr? Ferr? Tumben?"

"Ma.. uh... Aunt, why go to Marsha's room?" (Ferrdo)

"Isn't aunty supposed to live in the same room as Papa?" (Jerry)

"What's? What am I hearing about this? Am I on a prank?" Inner fema.

"Let's go, let's take you to papa's room downstairs.." Ferdo stepped up and held the hand of his stepmom, as if forcing him to come along.

Fema who was still confused from being a little surprised, just kept quiet.

Jerry followed them from behind. Actually he also wanted to hold the other hand of Fema, but he was not as brave as Ferdo. "Don't expect the aunt to leave us" the quiet teenager's inner self.

While Marsha, she just stared at the departure of the three people while muttering. "What's wrong with sister? Why are you suddenly nagging me about that?"

Tok to tok.

There was no response from Juan because the man was in the shower.

Chequek...

Ferdo opened the door with Juan coming out of the bathroom bare-chested. There was only a white towel coiled around his stomach.

The widening echo of the eyes felt a little surprised at this sight.

"Three of you?" Juan stared in wonder, there was a wind what these three people came to him at the same time.

"Uuhuh..truly the time is not right" Inner Fema.

Juan looked at Ferdo's hand that was still holding Fema's hand. Realizing that, Ferdo let go of his stepmother's hand wrongly.

"Pa. From today, let auntie with Papa in this room." (Jerry)

Juan folded his hands on his chest. "Yes... who said he didn't live in this room?" juan replied in his heart.

"So.. is that it? You two don't mind?" Juan asked with a plain feigned face.

"Of course not. Aunty.. Stay with Papa from now on!. Let's get out, brother,"

The two teenagers disappeared behind the door.

"Well, it seems that the children also want to have a new sister soon," Juan smiled seductively at his wife.

"Eittt. stop. don't look at me that way."

"Why?? Dear Mama, fear of being fascinated!"

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And... Seriate.

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