To Mutia

Widow of one child

"I proposed to her, Mi. In the near future I'll take her to see Mami."

Yudha's original plan was to bring Mutia and Joseph directly to meet his mother, but after consideration again, it could make his mother shocked and might end up with a heart attack when he finds out that he will marry a widow of one child.

But it turns out, telling his mother first by phone call is also not a wise decision, because his mother actually gave the first response in the form of hysterical screams while calling his favorite —first— son-in-law, because his mother actually gave the first response in the form of hysterical cries while calling her favorite <TAG1>first<TAG1> daughter-in-law, it was as if the thing he had said earlier was something extraordinary and extremely impossible to happen.

His mother's behavior does not reflect the personality of the Javanese who are known to be meek.

"You're asking, girl, aren't you, Yud?" after screaming hysterically, her mother asked her question in a worried tone.

Yudha rolled her eyes. So far he has never shown interest in the opposite sex or interest in a relationship, but that does not mean he has sexual deviance.

"Yes, Mi. She was a girl from birth. Without genital surgery."

"Thank God, O Allah. Thank You for being aware of the son of the servant who had been lost." he said dramatically, making Yudha sigh softly. Her mother is overrated sometimes. "So who is this great woman who has managed to melt the heart of Mami's youngest son, hm?"

"His name is Mutia Haruka and she is a widow of one child."

Silent. No more babbling his mom and Arumi across the phone. Both seem to agree to silence. And Yudha knew clearly what the reason they were silent, of course because of the status of Mutia who was a widow, even had one child. Yudha understood this, his mother would want him to get a girl, but how else, if his heart just wanted Mutia.

"Is his father Sugiono?"

Yudha assented with a linked eyebrow. "How did Mommy know?"

"When are you going to ask her to meet Mommy?" instead of answering Yudha's question, Sekar instead diverted the conversation.

"Not yet, Mi. But I'm working on it this week."

"All right, Mommy, wait for your arrival."

...* * *...

"Mut, the man is coming again."

Mutia, who was inputting the data of the car buyer he managed to get, shifted attention to Keyla who had just arrived and stood in front of his desk. Staring at him fixedly, when he was silently pecking.

"Do I have to go back and say that you're not in the office?"

Mutia sighed, then nodded.

"Areally who is that guy, Mut? What is your relationship with him? And how could you ignore such a handsome man? Well.. although still more handsome boss sir, anyway."

Keyla's temptation made her accept Mutia's delicacy, but the woman was completely unperturbed, blinking her one eye and chuckling.

"How else, Mut, the charm of the boss sir until this moment has not been matched."

Still not letting out her voice, Mutia only responded with a snort, as Keyla bowed in front of her, staring fixedly.

"There must be something important that the man wants to talk to you about, until he comes here every day to see you, even though you always avoid him."

"Sorry, Key. I can't tell you yet." Mutia. Staring focused on his fingers fluttering over the keyboard.

"Okay, I won't make it." Her lips reviewed the smile as Mutia looked up, looking at her. "I don't know what's going on between you and that guy, but I want to remind you, avoiding him won't solve anything, it's going to make it even more protracted. So if it can be resolved soon, do not delay again."

After Keyla's departure, Mutia rested her back. Recalling the incident a few days ago, which had made him forget how to breathe.

"Mutias! My God, I finally found you." a second later Mutia's tiny body was already in Ghifar's arms. The man clutched him tightly, occasionally dipping his crown while giving thanks.

Just now that Mutia was intending to encourage Ghifar to let go of the man's hug on her, Ghifar had already created some distance, even though both of his former employer's sisters' hands were holding her shoulders tightly, now, as if he was afraid he would run away.

Ghifar scanned his body from top to bottom repeatedly, with a big smile that never disappeared from his face. That smile made him look charming and attracted the attention of some women around them, including Itjhe who had been watching him and Ghifar.

"I'm glad to see you're okay. And oh my God," Ghifar's black bead stared fixedly at Mutia's stomach for a few seconds, before turning his attention back to the face he so longed for.

"You gave birth? Male or female? How's condition? Body weight? And if I don't miscalculate, now he's four or five months old, right? Where is Mutia? I can't wait to see it."

"Grand-master..."

With her forehead covered in cold sweat, Mutia stared frantically at Ghifar. While Ghifar seemed unaware of the immortality of Mutia, because he was too happy to be able to meet the woman who still ruled his heart.

"No, Mutia." Ghifar. "I want you to call me like I used to. The young master's call I asked you at that time was just a form of my anger and disappointment."

Yudha grew closer and the man was smiling at her, as Mutia stared in turn at Yudha and Ghifar with a timid heart.

For God's sake, why do I feel like a wife who's afraid of being caught cheating?

"I know my childish attitude by making it difficult for you to feel tormented to avenge my heartache. I thought I would be relieved, satisfied and happy, but I was wrong. When I hurt you, I felt that pain too."

"Sister, we can talk another time." Mutia said hurriedly, while glancing at Yudha who was now two meters away from her.

Ghifar. "You should listen to me now Mutia. When you left, I felt so much fear, the fear of losing you again, without you knowing that until this moment I still love you."

Ghifar's words left Mutia in shock. After all this time, Ghifar still kept himself in the heart of the man.

"And I decided to start again with you. It doesn't matter even though you've been married and now have a child."

"Sister,"

"Mut, we can leave now." Suddenly Yudha stood beside Mutia and grabbed the woman by the waist. "Sorry to keep you waiting. There's an important file I need to check immediately."

Mutia looked at him with a stiff smile, nodding her head. This of course made Yudha frown, before shifting her attention, only to find Ghifar staring intently at her.

"Mas, he's Ghifar's brother." Mutia's voice answered Yudha's curiosity about who the man now stood before her. "Sir Ghifar is my master's brother first."

"Ah so," Yudha smiled kindly as she extended her hand, which Ghifar greeted lazily. "I'm Yudha. Mutia's fiancee." and his words successfully made Ghifar turn his back, then cast a sharp glare at Mutia.

"Although not yet official." guyon Yudha chuckled, unaware of the hot atmosphere between Ghifar and Mutia.

"Wedding?" releasing his handshakes with Yudha, Ghifar stared fixedly at the woman before him, waiting for an answer.

"Sister, we'll talk another time" Mutia asked, instead of giving Ghifar an answer. "Now I have to go home because it's my son's lunch hour."

"But..."

Regardless of Ghifar's continued words, which would have protested against his unilateral agreement, Mutia clasped Yudha's hand, then took the man away with her, leaving Ghifar who repeatedly called out to her, but he did not care at all

Then in fact, Mutia did not keep her promise to Ghifar at all, she continued to avoid the man. I don't know until when.

The touch on her shoulder made Mutia scream in shock and immediately enforce her seat, before seeing who the owner of the hand that is still on her shoulder.

"Mas Yudha." he said as he moved. "Have you been here long?"

"Lumayan. What are you thinking, hm?" yudha's hands were raised, her fingers removed the hair children who blocked her sight from looking at Mutia's face.

"none. Oh yeah, we're having lunch now?"

Yudha nodded, then cleared her throat. "I told Mami about you and Joseph."

Mutia gulped with difficulty. "And what does Mother Mas think of me?"

"Eitherway. Mami just said, waiting for us to come."

The black bead Mutia highlighted anxiously. "What if Mom doesn't like me?"

"I've often said, don't think badly. Allah will grant you what you think." Cupping the side of Mutia's face, Yudha gave a gentle swipe with her thumb. "At least Mami has given you a chance to get to know you, not directly judging you about your status. Whatever happens, you have to believe everything's gonna be okay."

Mutia nodded, despite the fact that in her heart Mutia felt uneasy.