You're Doubling Me for a Widow.

Interrogations

It was late afternoon and Malik promised to invite Renita and the family to dinner together, at a restaurant and that was indeed Malik's promise to Rendy.

"It's okay if you take us out to dinner at the restaurant?" renita asked Malik who was at the end of the room.

"Why indeed? to ask so all?" Malik asked back.

"Em .. no. .. I just don't want your family to lose you." Renita says she doesn't want Malik's family looking around.

Malik stared fixedly at the one-child widow. "I won't abandon my family and you won't worry. I must be prioritizing my family!"

"Good then." Renita nodded as she looked towards Malik who often looked at her and did not know what the gaze contained.

"Mother ... I'm ready .. handsome no?" Rendy came to Mama and Malik.

"Oh, yes .. dah handsome you know .. dah cute." Her mother said the tip of Rendy's head.

"Little prince, where are you going?" asked Malik who was staring flatly.

"Lho, you want to be with Papa,

go to dinner!" the boy frowned, he thought Malik forgot.

"When did Papa take Rendy to dinner at the restaurant?" Malik frowned, staring at the boy whose expression was already a bit strange.

Renita looked at the two in turn. Sheila came over to her mother and niece who were chatting with Malik.

"And yesterday papa said so ... did you forget that? ach Papa is evil." Rendy's face grew frowning as she stomped her feet on the floor.

Malik's lips turned and crouched down framing Rendy's unfriendly face. "My little prince ... Really! Papa promised Rendy and promised what to do?"

"The promise must be kept. Cannot be denied. It was Papa's word as well, so the man should be able to keep his promise!" ideal Rendy while staring fixedly at Malik.

Malik smiled broadly and hugged Rendy's shoulder. "Truely, the man must be able to keep his promise, must be good at keeping it. As much as possible, unless you really can't!"

"Abang, my wife is not angry! that you come here often?" Sheila began to investigate.

Malik turned to Sheila who was staring in full interrogation. "What's angry about? I didn't do anything wrong, I didn't break the law and I didn't betray anyone!"

Malik's words made Sheila lower her forehead even more, she did not understand what Malik meant.

While Renita, she was just speechless and bowed deeply while playing her wiggly fingers.

"Honestly, I don't understand what you mean, you come here often. Has he never been asked by his wife or family?" ask Sheila.

"Ec ... I don't think I need to answer back, because the answer was enough for me! I'm not harming anyone! ok, we're leaving now and where are the others?" Malik turned his head towards the other room where Renita's family was still inside.

Then they set off in two cars, one Malik and the other Jefri, a family car.

They choose to eat at a fancy restaurant, but the menu Indonesia, understandably brought two pairs of parents! if taken to a Japanese restaurant or what he thinks is strange! afraid they won't eat.

But if Rendy, Malik Sheila Jefri and his wife, Renita! eat the same steak of potato.

But finish eating, what happens. Azam's mother was crying, she was sad, just try the good one like it was Azam! took wife. Take his parents for a walk and eat, but this is not.

"Bu .. is not good crying here. What is in the crying? I believe this is the proof! just as we just do not remember, do not be brought worry, calm. Patience let it go! he'll also realize later, of course, he'll come back to us as his parents." Said the husband.

"Yes besan, just be honest with what is available, hopefully Azam quickly realized and remembered his family well!" his ideal mother Renita while rubbing the iron back.

Malik looked towards the old man while saying. "Take me mother's son too."

Her mother Azam's cries grew and hugged her husband who felt moved. Heard the words of Malik.

Malik went up and approached and embraced Azam's mother. "Mom .. Let's just say I'm a mother's son, so don't be sad."

At the same place, but at the end of the door! there was a little family eating dinner too. Namely Azam and Sharon, they sell and also both his sons and daughters are eating at the same restaurant as the Renita family.

"Darling, how good is the food?" ask Azam to Sharon.

"Em .. nyammy .. so good is Rara, Deris!" Sharon looked towards the son and daughter.

"It's good that you like it!" Azam lifted his head.

"Oho .. I like it so often bring me here do not fit me for a birthday once every 1 year!" sharon.

"If often the hell ... don't, my wallet will be broken. Meningan you cook in a nice-tasting-house"

"Ow ... It's not that I don't like cooking! free dong I go to the salon. If it breaks in cooking." Sharon wanted to pay attention to the beautiful butterflies while holding Deris.

"But cooking is more economical, even if it's delicious! unlike from a direct restaurant that has to reach deeper into the pocket." Added Azam.

"Oh no-no, I don't want to! free dong, I took care of myself to the salon to make you proud and cool if you have a beautiful wife like me!" Sharon shook her head and disagreed with Azam telling her to cook at home.

"Azam!" the voice of the mother who saw her son.

Azam was shocked and immediately turned to the husband and wife who were looking at him with a pushy look and looked happy.

"Mom, why are you here?" tanya Azam stared in wonder at the couple while standing up.

The mother immediately embraced Azam, however the heart of a mother can not be denied, she felt longing for her son who had been difficult to contact and difficult to find.

"Mother often wants to meet you, being contacted is difficult .. Why did you forget us as your parents?" said the mother softly and quivered to hold her cry.

"Actually where do you live Zam? and you have a heart, huh? never remember your son, let alone visit him! he's your flesh and blood don't waste it! poor him!" timpal the father.

"What are you guys doing here?" azam while circulating his gaze in a deeper direction and he saw the whereabouts of Jefri and his family Renita who were there.

"Who are they, Mum?" Sharon stood up while holding her son, asking about the couple whom Azam called mother and father.

Both of Azam's parents turned to Sharon, and she immediately thought that this must be his wife Azam.

"Oh, he must be your wife Zam? who has brainwashed you so that you forget your own family, your own flesh and blood?" the father shook his head.

So did his mother Azam who was staring intently at Sharon, a gaze that was scrutinizing from top to bottom, which did not escape the slightest of his sight. A very different woman to Renita ....