Forced to Marry a Handsome Duda
Chapter 86. Surprise

Many wounds were inscribed sir July. There are also many sweet stories planted for Fatimah and Lintang. The hustle and bustle of the household that had been experienced made Fatimah ma'am able to assess and understand. 

Not evil is avenged by evil, but Fatimah only needs time to strengthen the heart. Convince himself where his heart is anchored. Tilting shoulders in old age. 

Fatimah took the suitcase and opened it. Put some clothes in the closet. Despite a slight hesitation, his hand continued to move until it left no closet contents. 

Sit on the edge of the bed. Look towards the window room. Smiling considering his daughter who is now happy with loved ones. There was no obstacle for her to leave, but her heart was still a little heavy leaving the Lintang house. 

"Pity of Juli, after all she's still my husband. I am obliged to serve him. Prepare everything he needs." 

Fatimah pulled her suitcase and got out. 

Lintang and Yudha in the family room also approached Bu Fatimah. The two looked at the mother's suitcase and then looked at each other. 

"Where are you going?" ask Lintang anxiously. 

"Mom wants to go back to the old house, pity your father at home alone." 

That's a wife's heart, as hateful as it may be to keep her conscience alive. It felt as if it controlled his gentle soul. Always make decisions with your heart.

Lintang stared at Yudha at a glance always back at her mother. Hugged it tightly. It never burdensome. Whatever Fatimah's choice will be approved as long as it is happy. 

"I never forced my mother to leave him or return to him. But if it's the best choice I'll always be supportive." 

Fatimah tried hard. Although her heart was not fully opened yet, she still did not deny that she was currently a little worried about her husband. 

"You and Yudha are happy. So I'm not worried about your future anymore."

"Wouldn't mom and dad be living here?" advice Yudha. 

Fatimah nodded without a sound. Leaving the house means that he also wants to move with a new life. Not to support the son-in-law. 

Yudha wrapped her hands around the slim waist of Latitude. 

"You guys don't fight. Don't hurt the latitude. The heart of the woman is fragile. Just a little hurt, the feeling will always imprint until anytime. Take good care of him, as when mother kept him from childhood," pinta bu Fatimah who made Yudha's heart full. 

"Mother take it easy, I'll make Lintang happy. After I said the qabul, it means he is my responsibility," Yudha added, making Ms. Fatimah relieved. 

Yudha and Lintang deliver Fatimah's mother. Not to forget, Lion also came with them. Although his body was tired of his wife's odd job and request, Yudha remained passionate for her father-in-law. 

Upon arrival in the yard of Mr. Juli's house, Lion immediately ran and knocked on the door, while the others were still busy taking out his luggage. 

Chequelek 

The door is wide open 

Mr. Juli who wears the peci immediately holds the tiny body of Lion. 

"Opa hasn't slept?" lion asked as Juli raised her tiny body. He struggled spoiled leaning his head on the chest of the opa. I don't know, Lion does like to indulge in his entire family. It's just that Mr. Radit is busy and has no time to relax together. 

"Not yet sleepy," he answered looking at Yudha who approached him first, then switched Lintang and Bu Fatimah who followed from behind. 

"What's this, your tumbens are here?" july asked worriedly, she began to be afraid to see the enigmatic face of Lintang. 

"Mother wants to stay with father" said Ms. Fatimah Lirih. 

Mr. Juli is confused, as if he does not believe Yudha's words. Staring at his wife with a sad look. 

If you remember that time, the regret of Mr. Juli is endless. Every night we must bow down and cry for forgiveness. It was as if there was no human being more despicable than himself in the world. 

Clear round escapes wetting wrinkled cheeks sir July. Gratitude poured in my heart to hear that statement. 

"Please enter!" Mr. July shifted his body giving room for the others inside. 

"It just so happens that I've cooked a lot too." 

Lintang followed Pak Juli's steps towards the dining room. He missed the warmth of his old family. Despite his simple life, he remains happy. 

Lintang stared at the nanar towards the food menu presented. As a child, his heart was also sliced, his father must have been very troubled while eating. You have to cook yourself and buy everything yourself. Washing your own clothes is like a number one. 

"I'm sorry Latitude, Dad." 

The star hugged his father. His cry broke out, it turned out that his haughty attitude had all along created a regret. 

Mr. Juli rubbed the head of the latitude. That hug he craved. After a long time, his family finally returned. The night that was previously wrapped in loneliness now feels beautiful matchless. 

"You're not wrong, son. The wrong father has left you and your mother. You deserve to be angry and hate me." 

Yudha who was in the living room just silently listened to the conversation between Latitude and Mr. July. 

Fatimah went into the room with Lion following her from behind. Wherever he was, the boy remained active with his funny stunts. 

Lion went straight up to the bed. Jumping in excitement and laughing when hearing the bed squeals that he thought were fun. 

"Oma, Lion wants to sleep here, okay?" ask the plain Lion. 

Ms. Fatimah put down her bag and walked over to Lion. 

"It's hot in here, son. There is no ac. Lion better go home with mom and dad."

Lion blushed his lips. "In papa's house the bed doesn't ring, Oma." 

Yudha who could still hear Lion's words only held back a laugh, whether the Lion had embarrassed him several times. Even today it's more shameful than yesterday at Gita's house. 

"It's exactly what doesn't sound that's convenient, dear." 

Fatimah ma'am still cajoled subtly. 

Lion lay down and pulled the blanket. Moved his body until the sound of the crackling continued to be heard. 

Yudha moved from her seat. Standing in the doorway of Fatimah's room. His eyes stared at the iron chain that looked weathered. 

"Lion wants a bed like an oma?" ask Yudha enthusiastically. 

Lion nodded revealing his face that was still pouting. 

"Then let the oma bed be brought home, papa will buy a new bed for oma and opa, Lion agrees, no?" 

The boy raised his thumb and returned to action. 

"Dad, help mother," cried Mrs Fatimah from behind the room. 

Yudha came out when sir July came. Give the in-laws a chance to be alone. 

Thirty minutes later, the door to Ms. Fatimah's room was opened from the outside. 

The latitude pegged at the door with a tart in her hand. 

The birthday singing makes the atmosphere more crowded. 

"Happy fifty-fifth birthday, Father," said Lintang.