Widow Sama The Duda

I'm not a widow

Bagas immediately went home when he got a call from someone. Though he still very much wanted to chat a lot of things with Laila. But it's fine. Bagas can still meet with Laila tomorrow.

"Gas, thank you so much." Laila was seen staring at Bagas lekat.

"Make?" ask Bagas.

"Make time. I finally feel like I really have a friend" replied Laila.

Bagas grinned with Laila's hand. Convince Laila if she will always be there even though only in cyberspace. Because his time in Jakarta is only a week. After that, Bagas will return to Jakarta.

"Lala," call Hasna.

"Hasna's awake?" laila asked as she approached him.

"Gosh, you have a fever. Dizziness?" ask Laila to panic.

Hasna did not answer. He hugged Laila tightly. Hasna asked about her mother several times. Laila who could not help but cry finally cried.

"Hasna equals Kay strong huh! There's Lala here" said Laila.

Laila immediately went to bring Hasna to treatment. Carrying Hasna and carrying Kayla, Laila searched for an angkot. After arriving at the puskesmas, the arrival of Laila became the center of attention.

"Geez, where's the father?" ask one of the mothers.

"No ma'am" replied Laila.

"Oh my goodness, is she young and a widow? Poor your fate deck. Patient, yes" said the mothers.

"Son, ma'am, it's not like that. These are, "Laila's words stopped when the mothers were called to be examined.

"Sir, so if you are a child do not marry first. Make it good but bother. If this is how girls are also at risk," said other mothers.

"But they're not my children Ma'am" said Laila.

"Not to be less. Nowadays, there are many children who have been widowed when they were young. Admit it, pity the children. Our mistakes in the past cannot be a burden on our children. They know nothing" said the mother.

Gosh darn. These mothers really do know. I told you it wasn't my son. If I wasn't carrying Hasna, I'd be slapping too.

Laila's face flushed red with anger. Many times Laila sighed deeply to make it calmer. Two mothers called her a widow this afternoon. Not to mention the other mothers. Although they did not share their accusations, their gazes clearly illustrated that their thoughts were all the same towards him.

"Son Hasna" called one of the nurses.

Laila immediately took Hasna to the examination room. His heart was not lost when he saw Hasna's pale face. But it was quite relieved when the doctor said that Hasna did not experience severe pain.

"Sir, next time you go to the health center of a child who is not sick do not take it!" speak to the doctor very gently.

"Oh yes sorry Doc. But in the contract there was no one. It's a pity to be left alone" replied Laila.

"Oh, doesn't his father exist? Job huh?" ask doctor.

Laila returned badmood upon hearing the doctor's question. Again the doctors thought the same. Guess if the two children he brought were his biological children. But at the very least, the doctor was still trying to think positively. I don't think of her as a widow.

I am not a widow!

Laila swore in her heart at the accusation of all those who did not know her at all. Wanting Laila to cry in a situation like this, she had to be cornered. Accused without hearing his explanation.

"La," whine Hasna.

Laila who was already annoyed by the accusations of some people to her instantly disappeared when she saw Hasna whining. Her still hot body makes Laila not bear. Laila quickly brought Hasna and Kayla home.

After taking the medicine, Laila put Hasna to bed. Kayla was just sitting there staring out the window. Laila approached him immediately. Catch him with affection.

"Kay, Mama's in heaven. Don't be sad" said Laila.

"What's the school, La?" asked Kayla in a sad tone.

"Well, not how. Later Lala enrolls the school yes," replied Laila.

"How much money?" ask Kayla.

The money? Laila felt very sad when she heard that a child as small as Kayla had to come to think about the cost of her education. Laila is getting excited for online business. However, Laila must be able to make money.

"La, tomorrow divided by report. Lala's coming, isn't she?" ask Kayla.

"Come dong" replied Laila.

Without a second thought, Laila immediately agreed. Though tomorrow Laila has an appointment with the owner of the clothing store for the transaction. Laila quickly informed the store owner to shift the time previously agreed.

Grateful the shop owner who knew the state of Laila could understand. Even while taking the report, Laila brought Hasna. As usual, some people who did not know her thought that Laila was a widow with two children.

Increasingly, Laila was getting used to such suppositions. Although in his heart there was a sense of annoyance that was still tucked away every time the assumption stopped by him. Ah, Laila doesn't want her focus to be distracted. Right now he just wants to raise Hasna and Kayla as much as possible. Whatever Laila's gonna do to take care of them.

"La," call Ratna.

Laila meets Ratna by accident. Turns out Ratna's son also went to school in the same place as Kayla. They met during the report division. The large number of students and different classes make Kayla not know Ratna's son.

"How are you?" ask Ratna.

"Sir Ratna, really bad. I'm healthy" Laila replied while hugging Ratna.

Ratna was embarrassed when Laila treated her so sweetly. Ratna thought that Laila would hate her after coming out of her house. But it turns out Laila is too good in Ratna's eyes.

"La, sorry!" ratna.

"Ah, done. Don't apologize anyway. Lebaran is still a long time," replied Laila.

Laila always tried to shift the conversation when Ratna reminded Laila to the past six months. The times when Laila struggled alone to take care of two children at her age that was not appropriate.

With all her might Laila tried to throw every hatred at anyone. Laila was just trying to be grateful for everything she was going through at the moment. That way, Laila can still be sane until now.

Actually Laila was a normal human. In solitude, there was a time when the power of Laila collapsed. Her tears broke as she recalled her painful fate. Happy when his birth mother left him. She was made queen by two mothers whom she had not known for a long time. Eventually, one by one, they left. Laila returned alone.

"Sister, why did you leave? Why don't I just go?" muttered Laila sadly.

Hasna and Kayla were asleep. The rented house that was only a patch of it made Laila feel sorry for her life. He feels like he failed to take care of Hasna and Kayla.

The journey of Laila's life continues to pass. Not too bad, but it's not getting better either. Laila thought if she should leave Jakarta. The cost of living and education in Jakarta makes Laila feel unable. Especially next year Hasna has entered SD. School costs will increase. While income from online sales can not cover their needs per month.

"Kay, it'll be right up to fifth grade that we move on. We go to Surabaya" said Laila.

"Huh? To Surabaya? Who are we going to?" kayla asked confused.

As Kayla recalls, they have no brothers in Surabaya. But Laila got word if in Surabaya there is a new factory manufacturing Jakarta branch.

"Lala want to work in a factory?" ask Kayla.

"Later Kay was fifth grade. So it's big. Can take care of Hasna yes if Lala works," said Laila.

Kayla nodded. Yes, Kayla who has begun to understand learned to be mature. More precisely forced into adulthood by circumstances. Maybe Kayla's story is much more sad than her life story.

"Or Kay going to the village with Papa?" ask Laila.

"No way," Kayla replied while shaking her head.

Laila actually contacted Deri after the accident. But the number has been replaced. Even when Laila tried to contact her neighbors back in the village, Laila got some bad news. Deri is no longer in the village. The house was sold and occupied by someone else.

Laila felt the burden on her shoulders was very heavy. But sometimes Laila thinks that God has been very good to her. Although he felt tired and almost gave up while taking care of his two nephews, Laila was strong until now. There is always a windfall to finance their lives.

In addition, the presence of Bagas became a bit of medicine for Laila. At least Laila didn't really feel alone. Although Bagas often asked for Laila's account number, Laila never gave him one. The only thing Laila received was a pulse. That's because Bagas always gave it without saying anything before.

When this plan came up, the first person Laila told Bagas. Had to hold Laila to move, but Bagas could not say anything when Laila explained the main factor was money. Bagas knew Laila was an independent woman. It was impossible for Laila to easily receive money from him.

"If you marry me, you don't have to cape to work until you move to Surabaya. You are quite taking care of the house with children," said Bagas.

"Marriageable. Still our boy, Gas. Don't worry" Laila replied with a laugh.

Again Bagas experienced rejection for the second time. It turned out as good as Laila was to him, nothing more than a friend. Laila even just laughed as Bagas said something serious in his opinion.

Laila and Bagas are nineteen years old. Maybe in a few months it will be twenty. Age is enough to get married if Laila lives in her village first. It's just that, already accustomed to living in Jakarta, Laila feels twenty years old is still too far away to get married.

Beautiful woman of ideal and beautiful body that Laila often met became his benchmark. The employees of a company over twenty-five are still loyal to her maiden status. Moreover, Laila who was used to taking care of two children. For him, household life has been imagined what it will be like.