Tough Widow

Disconnecting

Angga leaves Hanan who is still shrouded in guilt for lying to her mother. He also had to calm down Ayu. Moreover, the woman was extremely muddled with the mannerisms of her first son. Without knocking on the door, he went in and sat down next to his wife. Gently rubbed his cheek. Helps unravel the irritability that may still be stifling the chest. 

''You're patient, maybe Hanan is just khilaf.'' Angga spoke carefully.

Instantly Ayu turned to look at Angga with a sharp look. As for the man himself, turning his gaze in the other direction. It is certain that will get the spray already dare to defend Hanan.

''I'm a mother, Mas. My heart hurts if it is ignored like this. From childhood I took care of her desperately. Educate him to know religion well. I just wish he was a good boy. Yes, it's not completely that he should fulfill what I want, but at least he knows his limits and doesn't challenge me.'' 

Yes, even though it sounds pressing, that's Ayu. He educates in his own way without getting protests from others. There is no failure in life except marriage. Because, he could not if he had to be in a duakan. And choose to be widowed, proving that women are not as weak as they say they are.

Angga grabbed Ayu's shoulder and brought her into his arms. Kiss the woman's forehead gently. Occasionally whisper soothing sentences. As a husband and father he knew their feelings must have been very different. Even compared back. 

''I know, now calm yourself down. Rest assured Hanan yesterday was just a khilaf.'' 

The annoyance was re-emerged when the thin lips of Angga back to defend Hanan. 

Ayu straightened her body back up. Rubbed his tear-filled cheeks. Slipping in the other direction. 

''Angry again? It's hard to melt your heart too.''

Angga tries to seduce Ayu back with words of love. Ah, let it be a little more important that he can attract the attention of an Ayu Lestari. 

''I'm not angry right now, right?'' Angga raised Ayu's chin and looked at her bead that looked cute. 

Ayu nodded slowly. He rubbed the rest of his tears. 

''Reassure that Hanan is a good boy, and he will not be out of the norm, said Angga tidying up Ayu's hijab and hugging him. 

Hanan who from earlier peeked behind the door was forced to go to the room after the conversation between papa and his mother was over. 

He sends a message to Chika to meet near the school before they enter. Establish yourself to hold back feelings, and will focus more on his ideals. Not wanting to disappoint Ayu who fought full-fledged to make it like this. 

''I should be able to make you proud, not ashamed.'' Promise to himself. 

Get ready to wear your school uniform and go down to the dining room.

Silent 

No one makes a sound, only the bang of the spoon and the dishes are unpretentious. Sometimes Ayu advised Alifa and Adiba not to be naughty at school, while Angga only occasionally chimed in with short words. 

''Later noon papa pick you up, all of us to the office of mama, '' said Angga. 

Alifa and Adiba cheering hurrah, pleasure. Because, that way they can play with some employees who work in the office of the mother. 

''I think I came home early too, Pa. I can come with you?'' Hanan tried to melt Ayu's frozen heart. 

"Whatever," answered Ayu ketus. 

Hanan continued eating. He doesn't talk anymore. Afraid of getting an answer like that. 

They sit in the garden next to the house. Face to face. A little relaxed as usual. 

"What's up, Pa?" tanya Hanan let go of her voice that had been choked by fear. 

"Papa was once young like you. Papa also fell in love at high school, but I hope it doesn't make you lose your way" Angga explained clearly. 

"Remember my mother's sacrifice all this time. He just wants you to have a bright future. Don't just because your woman forgot her original purpose. It might sound cruel, but mama meant it was very kind and noble. He just wants to make his kids successful."

"Yes, Pa," Hanan answered briefly. Digesting advice from papa he continued so wise. 

"Actually yesterday Chika's car broke down. I picked him up in the middle of the road. And it just so happened that my motorcycle was leaking, because it was too late for me and he was skipping."  

Hanan told me about the accident. Although there were still many ways for their school to get caught up in the mistake, Hanan eventually changed his clothes with a blazer before leaving. 

"Yes, now that you're leaving, prove to mom that you're not a loser and can be trusted." Punch Hanan's arm slowly. Then go in and back to the dining room. 

Hanan went straight to school. 

"What did you say to Hanan?" ask Ayu to Angga. 

"Nothing to say, Ma. Just warn him." Pinched Ayu's chin gently. 

Build up his mood that still seems to be deteriorating. Only he, who was able to restore Ayu's mood. 

Like his message through WA, Hanan stopped his motorbike near the school. Waiting for Chika who hasn't appeared yet as well.

"Don't Chika forget." Looking at the luxurious clock that was coiling in his hand. Looking to the right and left hoping that the girl would meet him soon before school hours. 

Sure enough, shortly standing under a banyan tree, a pitch-black alphard car stopped in front of him. 

Yes, Chika is the son of a wealthy businessman until the vehicle he uses is classy. So is Hanan, but he is not so prominent and chose a simple lifestyle. 

Chika got out of the car. Her face looks beautiful and cute, especially the dimples of her cheeks look very tempting faith. Anyone would quickly fall in love with her including Hanan.  

"What do you want to talk about?" ask Chika gently. 

Hanan lowered his head, as if his heart felt heavy to decide. A series of neatly arranged words is now in disarray, defeated by the word love. Yeah, well, it makes her almost forget her mom's wobble. However, now he has awakened and wants to wake up from his dream. 

Getting married young doesn't matter, it's just that Hanan doesn't have the courage before having an established job. 

"Sorry, Chik. It looks like we can't continue this relationship" Hanan said briefly densely and clearly. 

Chika's eyes brushed. The clear liquid began to fall just like that flooding his smooth cheeks. Her silent lips held back the vibration of her shoulders rising and falling signifying that the girl was crying, probably very disappointed by Hanan's words. 

"I'm sorry, it's not because I don't love you anymore. But we're still in school. We have a lot to think about. If you are a match, God will unite us," said Hanan then wear his helmet again. He could not see the tears that kept dripping on the cheeks of the lover, errata ex-lover.