Widow of the Choice of CEO Duda

Part 77: Mom.. I'm Married Again

Edgar took two dishes and poured the finished rice. Two plates ready he served for breakfast menu this morning with loved ones.

''Please Miss..''

Edgar served a plate of fried rice to Mentari, then released the apron that was still attached to his body.

''Thank you Chef Edgar.''

''Heuumm.. It looks like this is very delicious.''

Mentari inhaled the aroma of fried rice in front of him.

''Of course.'' replied Edgar confidently.

Edgar put the apron back in place, then took a plate for him and brought it to the dinner table with his wife.

''We haven't tried yet?'' ask Edgar.

''Wait for you to sit down, replied Mentari.

''I try now.'' he added.

Mentari scooped the fried rice and then put it in his mouth carefully.

''Eummm..'' Mentari was enjoying the breakfast menu.

The sun first swallows the food that he has finished chewing.

''That's a son, Mas. It's like fried rice in the restaurant.'' praised Mentari.

''Oh yeah?''

''He'em.''

''You also eat dong Mas.'' Mentari said.

''Yes, baby.''

Edgar smelled his smile seeing Mentari very greedy to enjoy his fried rice.

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''Honey, get ready.I want to take you somewhere.''

The sun dried his hands and turned to face Edgar.

''Where is Mas?''

''You'll know for yourself, baby.''

''Not weird, right?'' anxious Mentari.

Edgar smiled faintly.

''Trust me.''

''Yes Mas, I believe.''

Mentari immediately get ready, no matter where Edgar will go. Edgar also followed, getting ready to change his clothes.

When they finished, they both left the apartment.

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Weekends in general are starting to be crowded by riders with various goals each. The sun stared at the glass beside him.

''Kok here Mas?'' mentari asked as Edgar turned his car into a flower kiosk not far from the apartment.

''This isn't the goal, baby. I'm down for a second. Wait here.''

Mentari nodded, noticing Edgar getting out of the car.

From inside the car, Mentari always noticed Edgar who was talking to someone at the flower stall. It appears Edgar handed over some red money and received three medium-sized buckets of fresh flowers.

Mentari scrunched his forehead, a few seconds later he immediately caught where Edgar meant.

Edgar walked towards the car, then opened the back door and put the three buckets there, then closed back and re-entered in front.

''Why don't you just be honest?'' ask Mentari.

Before Edgar restarted his car engine, he faced his wife.

''It was going to make a surprise, it turns out you understand hehe.'' said Edgar and laughed softly.

Mentari just sighed without protesting, he also missed his mother's last home.

''Not angry, right?'' ask Edgar to make sure.

''No Mas, I miss you too.'' Mentari replied looking at Edgar at a glance and then back to face the front with a sad eye.

Edgar understood that, he rubbed Mentari's head and instantly restarted his car engine. Walk down the street to get to the cemetery.

After penetrating a busy journey, Edgar and Mentari finally arrived at a public burial place in the area where Mentari used to live.

His first destination was certainly in the tomb of his beloved mother. Mentari immediately sat down limp, the tears that he had previously held finally spilled beside his mother's tomb.

Edgar gently rubbed Mentari's shoulders and held the wife's hand to strengthen. Hearing the Mentari speak, as if talking directly to the mother.

''Mom, I'm sorry I'm getting less and less here, I'm sorry, ma'am. Mother there don't be sad anymore yes, don't be disappointed with me..''

The sun takes a deep breath and then exhales slowly.

''Mom, I'm married again, same boss I worked for. Oh, I forgot, I used to know Mr. Erick. This is Ma'am's son, his name is Mas Edgar..'' Mentari looked at Edgar and was greeted with a smile by the husband who increasingly tightened his hand to give strength.

Then Mentari again looked at the tombstone with a bitter smile, imagining the figure of a biological mother who was still in front of him.

''I wish you there happiness, meeting other good people.''

After they finished talking and put down a bucket of flowers, they chanted a do'a before leaving the mother's grave.