The Widow of the Widow

A Disgusting Confession

Fema feels Juan is a little outrageous. The man had snapped at him in front of his two sons. "However, he yelled at me in front of these two teenagers." Inner Fema.

"Kids, please come out first. Mama wants to talk to your papa."Pinta Fema's. The two teenagers also complied.

"Well, he's starting to dare to fight me." Inner Juan.

"Femas. I've already said that I don't agree the two of them are taking the race like that. Why are you defending them? You want to look good? So they'll accept you as a mother, huh?"

"Yes, I want to be their mother forever. Now I'm trying." Fema did not understand in her own words. Is this from his heart or is he just lying?

"Don't fuck around with the Fema. We only have 4 months. And we've spent 5 weeks. You think you're capable?"

"I'll try!"

"Whatchu mean? Why be their mother forever? Don't tell me you want to refuse a divorce after four months."

"Yes, we're not getting divorced. I want to be your wife forever."

"Apppaaa?"

"Because I'm starting to like you Juan. I think I'm in love with you. That's how I feel right now." Fema turned around and left the room half-run.

Juan was still in his place. The handsome man dwelled in a state of his heart that beat fast. He then touched part of his heart. "What'sthis? Why was my heart pounding so hard after hearing the woman's words? Why should it beat for him? Ahhh.. It must be because I was just surprised." Juan brushed off his own feelings.

Fema was showering her face with shower splashes in her bedroom bathroom and Marsha was. "What did I say? My mouth really says I like it? Oh, my God, where's my pride?"

Fema never planned to say that. But somehow his mouth just said it.

Next morning. As usual, the Barata family gathered for breakfast together. However, this time it felt even more awkward than before. Everyone doesn't want to talk today.

"Papaa.." call Marsha to Juan with a somewhat timid expression.

"Hmm?" Juan responds to Marsha's call.

"Today Marsha pememem departing school delivered papa" he said plain, and immediately greeted by the lotto eyes Fema.

"Marsha, mama will take you!" said Fema.

"no, Marsha wants papa."

"Marshaa!" Firm Fema.

"Yes.. Marsha is leaving with papa, yes" Juan smiled at Marsha. Indeed, during his stay together, Juan had not even been close to Marsha, not even a pleasant word.

The siblings who had been teenagers could only glance at each other to see their papa being warm to Marsha.

After breakfast, Marsha and Juan actually left together, escorted by the driver of course.

Ferdo and Jerry are ready to go to school. Similarly, Fema, who will leave for her boutique. The three of them were in the elevator. Without Sound. "Ehmmm. later in the day, mama will pick you both up yes," said Fema, breaking the silence.

"Do not do less work than aunt." Ketus Jerry's. "Yes, just pick up the little auntie!" Connect Ferdo.

"Call me mama. Like Marsha, she's calling papa to your papa."

"Tante, we are not innocent children like that Marsha-Marsha!- Don't be together!" The two are alternating.

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On Travel.

Juan and Marsha were both silent. Until Juan felt he had to start a conversation with the beautiful princess who is now his son. "Marsha, is Marsha still happy to have papa?" Ask Juan.

"Yes.. Marsha's happy." The girl smiled at Juan.

"Marsha, I'm sorry that papa always ignored you. Papa is always busy. Papa forgets that papa now has a child who is still small and beautiful," Juan feels guilty because he has not had time to play papa for Marsha.

"Ga nothing papa," Marsha smiled.

"How about we're friends from now on?" Juan.

"OK, so Marsha can see papa anytime?"

"Yes, of course, dear."

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Her afternoon.

Fema was upset that she kept thinking about her confession last night. He decided to contact Juan.

Drrrrt..

Juan who was also daydreaming about Fema was surprised by the phone call from the woman. Juan looked at the clock and it was time for lunch. Unknowingly, Juan smiled "Does he want to take me to lunch together? His inner.

"Yes Hello" replied Juan.

"Ha - hello, it's me, Fema."

"Yes.talk.."

"Ep... Juan, I'm sorry."

"Sorry,? Why?"

"About,,, my words and confessions last night. Please don't think about it. I just said it. That's not my wish."

Baaammm

Juan clenched his hand, not expecting to hear this. "Oh, okay Fema. You've realized that you shouldn't be too lazy to say like and love to me.. That nice. I forgive you."

Tuut tuut tut's.. Juan just cut the phone. "Damn..why do I feel like I'm being played with by that woman?" Annoyed Juan.

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SERIATE.