Widow Sama The Duda

Dilemmas

"Why am I not invited?" said Hasna who just came with Bi Sumi.

"Sit here!" said Good while patting the chair beside him.

Hasna quickly sat down beside Nice. His hand held tightly to the burly tangab of Good. As a child who longed for a father figure, Hasna tried to treat him when Bagus was nearby.

When Bagus was in Surabaya, Laila's life felt so normal. Every waking up, there is a husband who turns out to have been looking at him full of love. Patiently, Bagus always gave his hand as Laila's sleeping pad. The thing that makes Laila can sleep soundly all night.

Not to mention Kayla and Hasna who are starting to return cheerful. They feel that what they need is fulfilled with the presence of Good. Even this Sunday, it was good to get them to play. Not to the mall or to a fancy place. It's good to just take them on the side of the road. Laila's wish that all this time be detained because it will definitely be scolded by her husband.

After many consultations, finally Bagus is not as tight as that roadside dining business. As long as Laila was diligent in control, Nice felt a little safe. After all, Good should put his wife's happiness first.

A woman who was pregnant with her child was a simple woman. Women who are very happy even if they only eat on the side of the road. Laila's habitually simple life makes her happy in her own way. Good to start understanding. The results are amazing. Laila and her two nieces looked so cheerful.

"Still want a walk and a snack?" tanya Good.

"Return Mas. It's late" Laila replied.

Laila felt tired when Bagus took her out of the house from morning until night. Many places they visit, even though only simple tourist attractions.Laila has begun to get tired. His big stomach makes Laila feel tired faster than usual.

When he came home, Bi Sumi had already greeted them with her smile. There was no fatigue every time he saw Bi Sumi's face. Sometimes Laila envied Bi Sumi's spirit. Not like him who always feels easily tired lately.

Laila who used to be free and energetic made her feel very weak with her big stomach. Even so, Laila tried to stay active amid her laziness. Since her stomach is getting bigger, Laila is easily tired and often feels lazy. Often Laila lay down all day without activities that are beneficial according to her. But what power, back then all he could do was so.

"Darling, I'm going back to Jakarta tomorrow. Though still kangen loh," said Good.

"A week does not feel yes Mas if there is you," said Laila.

"I've had ten days" said Good.

"Jeez, it's only three days" said Laila.

"Three days mean a lot to me" said Good.

"Yes," said Laila while hugging Bagus.

Until in the end Laila had to cry bitterly when Bagus parted to return to Jakarta. Actually not only Laila, Hasna and Kayla also cried. Their togetherness for ten days was enough to feel both dependency.

They had to go back through the days without a good presence in that house. Which left only one person, but the loneliness was so pronounced. Like the first Sunday after Good returned to Jakarta. Three women sat together but did not talk to each other. They were just pensive with their own daydreams.

From the kitchen, Bi Sumi looked at the three while shaking her head. To entertain the three, Bi Sumi made a special menu. All Bi Sumi did to restore their mood. But unfortunately what Bi Sumi did failed.

They did eat with the food served Bi Sumi. But after that, they returned. Good warmth while in the midst of them managed to make a deep loss. Though Bagus still seribg contact Laila and Kayla. Always keep up with the news and establish excellent communication. Try to give them a moment so they don't feel far away.

Good is wrong again. Because that way, Laila and Kayla feel increasingly tormented by a longing for him. Finally it is good to find the best solution.

"You just moved to Jakarta" said Bagus.

Laila just scrunched her forehead as they video call. The cake shop and his dream were really burdensome for him to leave Jakarta. After all, Bagus had promised that later he would move to Surabaya.

"Don't worry, there's Bi Sumi. The super gercep Mas," said Laila reassured Bagus.

That's Laila. Before, he himself continued to whine. Saying a word of longing every time staring at Nice face. But when Bagus gives advice, it seems like he is trying hard to reject all that advice.

"When do you prefer a store to me?" good Goda.

"That's not it, Mas" said Laila.

Laila immediately explained her reason for rejecting Bagus' invitation to move to Jakarta. It's not just the cake shop. Hasna and Kayla schools in the middle of the semester make Laila have to think long to move to Jakarta in the near future.

"That means that Hasna and Kayla have been shared reporting, can dong ya. Can you?" good Word seduces Laila.

"Don't know ah Mas" said Laila confused.

Good does not want to make Laila burdened with his wishes and plans. He also ended the language. Not even long, Good actually ended his phone connection. He must really make Laila rest.

Turns out it was good wrong. After the call came to a halt, Laila stared at the screen of her phone. Photos of the two of them while wearing bridal clothes adorned his gaze. Her lips smiled for a moment. Because in the end Laila re-thought Good's wish. Do they really need to move to Jakarta? Then the cake shop? His dream that has been realized that he will just leave behind?

"Mom" call Bi Sumi.

Bi Sumi's call succeeded in making the daydream and confusion of Laila scatter instantly. After being betrothed, Bi Sumi came in with a glass of warm milk for Laila. Even Laila herself forgot that tonight she had not drunk her pregnant milk. Bi Sumi is always the best as long as there is no good.

"Thank you Bi" said Laila.

As a person who has lived with Laila for a long time, of course Bi Sumi knows that currently the pregnant woman is not okay. Unasked, Bi Sumi massaged Laila's legs. Bi Sumi massage has always made Laila feel comfortable. Usually Laila refused, because she felt bad. But this time, Laila just enjoyed Bi Sumi's massage.

"Bi, if I'm the same kids move to Jakarta how?" ask Laila.

"Good dong Bu. Let me gather together Father," replied Bi Sumi so casually.

"Kok the answer is that?" ask Laila.

"Keep my answer should how dong Bu?" Bi Sumi asked back.

"Yes at least confused so Bi think first," replied Laila.

"If I were a mom, I wouldn't be confused. The Father is there at work. In terms of economics, you do not need income from the cake shop. You just need to gather. But since the shop was Mom's dream, so you can't make it either." Bi Sumi expressed her argument.

"If so I'm the dilemma" said Laila.

"Why dilemma, Mom?" ask Bi Sumi.

"It is between having to come with my husband or continue my dream" replied Laila.

"In fact, gathering the same father every day is not a dream mother huh?" ask Bi Sumi.

The glass that almost touched Laila's lips suddenly came to a halt. His eyes looked at Bi Sumi with various questions. But the old woman was engrossed in massaging her legs without looking at her. Either because they did not dare or deliberately to make Laila think for herself about the light answer she said.