Widow of Choice Mom

Widow of Choice Mom
When you left



Cloudy twilight and drizzle that began to wet the earth as if accompanying the sadness experienced by a woman who is now battering in front of the hospital gurney in town B, B,


Her husband had just been pronounced dead by doctors due to a very serious illness, stage three brain cancer


although their marriage was very different generations apart, Aini Rahmawati was only nineteen years old, and her husband Agastya Saputra Narendra was thirty-five years old, but her husband loved her very much, in fact, he can continue the lecture that was delayed because of the cost that was not there, which was designed,


His mother who only sells pecel and fried foods no longer supports his education, the father also died of asthma menhaun suffered, he suffered,


" mas, forgive all my wrongs to you, even I have not been able to fulfill my duties as a wife, "


" rest in peace, may Allah bestow His mercy and be with you always"


๐™€๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™–๐™ฅ๐™– ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ ๐™ช ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ช๐™จ ๐™œ๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™จ๐™–๐™


๐™–๐™ฅ๐™– ๐™ฎ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™Ÿ๐™–๐™™๐™ž


๐™–๐™ž๐™ง ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฉ๐™– ๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™ฃ ๐™Ÿ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™  ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™–๐™๐™–๐™ฃ


๐™ข๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ข๐™ช ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™™๐™ž๐™–๐™ข


๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฃ๐™ฎ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™– ๐™ ๐™–๐™ช ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™œ๐™ž ๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™  ๐™จ๐™ก๐™–๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฎ๐™–


๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™œ๐™–๐™ก๐™ ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™™๐™ž๐™ง๐™ž๐™ ๐™ช ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™˜๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ ๐™ช


๐™–๐™ฅ๐™– ๐™ ๐™–๐™ช ๐™ข๐™š๐™ก๐™ž๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™š๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™–๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ ๐™š๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™™๐™–๐™ง๐™ž๐™ ๐™ช


๐™—๐™–๐™ง๐™ช ๐™จ๐™–๐™Ÿ๐™– ๐™ ๐™ช๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ ๐™–๐™ช ๐™ฉ๐™–๐™ช ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ง๐™–๐™จ๐™–๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ ๐™ช, ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™™๐™–๐™ข๐™ช


Chequelek


the sound of the door opened and a middle-aged woman, walking while sobbing, huaaaaaaaa, Agas, Agas wake up this mama, why are you leaving so quickly huaaaa,,,


" claim the mas Agas ma, let him sleep peacefully"


" female bre***, lowly woman, you must have made her die, you want to seize and control her treasure so you use cunning means to kill her"


like being struck by lightning Aini heard the loud voice of her mother-in-law who accused her of wanting to touch her late husband's property,


" astaghfirullah, not so ma, that, that's not true"


" just plain face, wear a hijap, uh, you know, now get out of here, go you're far away, don't come back"!!


Samanta continued to drag Aini out of the room and pushed her violently until her tiny body fell on the floor,


" o Allah, strengthen the heart of the servant" Do not give the test of trials and problems of life which the servant does not refuse to bear"


with difficulty Aini got up and walked down the hospital corridor, he did not know where to go, even to go home he did not have the slightest money, he did not have any money,


Aini sat in one of the chairs in the waiting room of an inpatient room who does not belong, who does,


the cold air piercing the bone made him shiver,


" o Allah, what shall I do, give the servant your guidance, shall I leave the body of the recently deceased husband of the servant, shall I be an ungodly wife,"


She tried to call Mr. Said's number, her husband's personal driver, who would often pick her up if she went to college,


and soon the call was connected,


" Asalamualaikum mr. Said, can I ask for your help, when only the father I hope can help me"


" What is Miss Aini and what help do you mean,"


Aini sadly told her until finally Mr. Said was ready to pick her up,


" This is a car who sir, not the property of Mas Agas"


" Not non, this is a loan from my good friend, if you use Mr. Agas' car, afraid of being wrong because Mr. Agas' stepmom is very strict"


" So, Samanta's mom is just a stepmom mas Agas"


" right non, after Mr. Narendra died he fought continuously with young master Agas, he went somewhere but managed to take one of the jewelry stores owned by Mr. Rendra to be in his name"


" o Allah, may he be awakened and return to the true jalna,"


" my lady should take me to the master's house, but don't take long just take the necessary items, and quickly leave the house, "


" but I have to go where sir, it's night"


" sleep in my house first, tomorrow you think"


" thank you sir, if there is no Mr. Said, I don't know what my fate is"


The night was getting late, Aini stepped away from the luxurious house of her late husband after packing some clothes and items that are important, only,


Aini looked sadly at the beautiful wedding photos on their bed,


"I'm sorry, thank you for everything you've given me" Goodbye mas"


Aini steps out and leaves home with all her luxury to begin her new journey,


******


asalamualaikum, reading, reading,


sorry if where my writing is still messy, not fit, just learned, look forward to the next ebisode well, healthy greetings, good luck,


๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ’ชspirit,,,


TB