Tough Widow

Firrst time

Still on the first show. A happy hue emanated on the faces of everyone present at Ayu and Angga's wedding party. A moment to hide the problem. 

The two brides were also eager to greet guests who alternated up to the pelaminan. They could only carve smiles as they were flooded with congratulations and prayers from those present.  

Unlike the others, Ikram also congratulated the two brides. In fact, he had hugged Angga for a few minutes, and it became the center of attention for those who already knew each other.

''May you also get a better replacement, '' Angga prayer for Ikram. 

''Thank you, sir.''

There's nothing to be concerned about. Now there are only brothers because they are connected by children. 

Ayu lowered her head, but kept smiling. Now that he belongs to someone, it means having to keep the eyes of anyone including the father of his children. 

''You take it easy, tonight I'll take care of the kids. Let them sleep at home with Rehana, Ikram told Ayu. 

''Sorry, troublesome.'' 

''No papa, you just enjoy your honeymoon with Mr. Angga.''

Pretty good advice according to Angga who currently misses the moment. If there was a little time to go to the room, he would definitely taste something he had never felt. But unfortunately, they had to wait a few more hours to do that. 

Ikram approached his three children who were in the middle of the family of Angga. 

''Have you eaten yet?'' tanya Ikram sat next to Adiba. 

''Just taken by Erlina. We are here to take good care of your children" replied aunt Siwi, who was sitting not far from Ikram. 

''You're not married yet?'' ask Surya. 

Ikram smiled wryly. 

He has been almost three years of graduation, but no woman has been able to stir his heart. As if he wanted to be alone to eliminate the trauma of his failure both times. 

''Still comfortable on your own, Om. I think I'll take care of the kids first.'' 

Hanan patted the papa on the shoulder like a friend. His age is already an adult indeed often come to act adult. 

''Papa should get married, if you can not find a wife, I can nyariin. Let someone take care if they want to work, said Hanan raised his eyebrows. 

Everyone in the closed room laughed at Hanan's absurd words. 

''It's not that easy, a wife is not an item. So it cannot be sought, he will come alone if God has indeed met.'' Om Surya chiming. 

Hanan smiled shyly. He who has never had a romance with a girl turned out to be wrong. 

''Excuse me.'' Erlina came carrying food in her hands. Followed by the beautiful woman who also brought food. 

Ikram furrowed his brows as he looked at the woman again. 

''Thanks, Brother Mel. Join here, oma is safe in the room, Invite Erlina to pull Jasmine's hand. 

Melati smiled clumsyly. They were indeed not other people, but since they rarely met made it awkward. 

''No need, fear of distracting.'' His eyes stopped on the figure of Ikram who began to feed Adiba. 

It's not the kids Ayu. Why do they look like that man? Don't __

''Sit, Brother!'' Erlina's voice broke the Melati's daydream that was about to guess something. 

There is only one empty place, which is next to Ikram. Melati had to sit there. 

''That many of his broths, Pa,'' Adiba's protest did not accept. 

''Introduce, Mel. This is Ikram's name, he's Ayu's ex-husband.'' Aunt Siwi pointed to Ikram. 

Worth the look, it turns out he's ex-husband mbak Ayu. 

Melati cupped her hands together and smiled hello. 

''Melati,'' he said by name. 

''Ikram,'' answered a short Pledge.

''And this one is Harini, her brother Ikram.'' He pointed at Harini who was sitting next to Hanan. 

Jasmine approached the woman and hugged her. 

''We met up in front. So already know each other, said Harini releasing her embrace.

''How many invitations are there, Mas? When I'm not finished, I'm sneaky, '' Ayu complained in a weak voice.

''If not one of five hundred people, but do not know too, Angga replied just thinking. 

He immerses guests with the rest of his energy. In fact, this is only the first party, but it is not strong. Especially the second, third. It turns out that it is also a heavy risk of being the wife of an Angga.

How about later, where I might stand. 

''Mas, can I sit down?'' pinta Ayu. 

''Just sit down, they must also understand that you are tired.'' Angga called the waiter and asked him to take a drink. 

I must be strong, pity Angga. This is an important event for him. Not just because I'm fucked up. 

Ayu stood up again. However, it will survive in order to maintain the image of the husband. Especially the invited guests are family and important people.

Almost five hours in the party, finally the first party was over. Ikram took the children for a walk, while Ayu and Angga went straight to the prepared room. 

''How many hours do you think, Mas?'' tanya Ayu sat on the edge of the bed. 

''In two hours, you sleep. I'll wake up.'' Angga approached Ayu. Raising the woman's chin until the netra of the two met each other. 

Don't you want to do that now.

Ayu swallowed the saliva. As a woman who had been married, she knew that the man currently in front of her harbored deep desires. However, he could do nothing but accept that it would happen. 

There was something present in the middle of the silence. The passionate romance of love can make them swept away by the atmosphere. The room is quite spacious and beautiful it became a silent witness, where the first time Angga freely touched Ayu. 

''I can open your veil, right?'' ask Angga expectantly. 

Ayu melengos's. Avoiding Angga's indecipherable gaze. Nodding slowly as a sign of allowing. 

One by one the accessories came off. The roosters did it very well and meticulously. Not hurt or make the wife grimace. Until now there is the last hijab. 

Angga smiled again. ''It's like a dream, honey. I didn't expect to be able to enjoy your whole body freely.'' 

Ayu quietly held back her increasingly rumbling chest. Moreover, the face of Angga is very close to make it groggy. 

Angga continued his action. He opened the only aurat cover of the wife until now can see the entire face of the woman clearly, even the black crown that is still tied is clearly visible. 

Not stopping there, Angga also untied Ayu's hair so that it decomposes long. 

She's more beautiful than I thought.