Forced to Marry a Rich Widow
The Eye of Sembab Nath

In the morning, Arvel woke up. He looked at a man at the door. But at that time, Arvel's eyes were still blurred.

He could not see the man clearly. But it feels like recognizing. I have seen, but I don't know where. Arvel kept watching until the man turned his back and left the room.

Then the teenager's eyes now turned to Ferdi, who was asleep in a chair, with his head falling on his bed.

"Om Ferdi."

Arvel touched Ferdi's shoulder and tried to wake the man up.

"Of."

"Yes." Yeah." Ferdi woke up in shock.

"What's wrong?. You need anything?" ask Ferdi later.

Arvel.

"It's noon." he said in a cold tone.

"Om not work." he continued.

At once Ferdi's life began to gather and he saw that the day had brightened. Ferdi went to the bathroom to wash his face, then returned to Arvel.

"Which mom?" ask Arvel who didn't see Clara.

"Your mother came home last night. He had an important meeting this morning, and your adek has a practice exam at school. Was going to come back here again, abis nganter adek-adek you. But I thought mending mama at home first. Let him come back today."

Arvel was silent, but he understood and it was better. Instead of seeing his mother back and forth when the time was already night.

A doctor and nurse came in to check on the teenager. Ferdi was still accompanying and listening to the doctor speak.

"Hopefully get well soon."

The doctor concluded the examination with a prayer.

"Thank you, doc."

Arvel and Ferdi spoke at about the same time. Soon the breakfast schedule arrived.

"Aren't you going to the toilet first or what?" ask Ferdi.

"Let Arvel alone, om." she replied.

"You ask the nurse for help later." continued the teenager.

"Are you sure your feet are okay?. Can you walk by yourself?"

Arvel nodded.

"Yes, you eat first!"

"A little while."

"okay."

Ferdi let the teenager act as comfortable as himself. He doesn't want to be too organized. Because who understands the condition of his body is only a doctor and Arvel himself.

"Om if you want to go home, go home. Because it's noon too." said Arvel.

Ferdi nodded.

"Yes, mama's day is here. I can come back this afternoon."

Arvel nodded. Ferdi also returned home.

"Of."

Arvel called Ferdi when his stepfather was at the door.

"Yes." replied Ferdi as he turned around.

Still in a cold manner, Arvel was back to speaking.

"Thank you." he said later.

Ferdi simply nodded then turned around and disappeared behind the door. He calls and searches for Nath's whereabouts. Nath tells her to wait in the parking lot. Ferdi was waiting there. Not long after that Ferdi's boss arrived.

"Nath, is your eye koq that way?"

"Gue's allergic to cold, Fer" Nath replied to Ferdi.

"Evenings in the hospital corridor was cold" he said again.

Ferdi was silent, sometimes the office was very cold, but Nath was fine. But indeed in the boss' room, the air conditioner always lives with a cold potluck. Not like outside. Where Ferdi and his friends are ghosts in the cold, who can't work if the air conditioner doesn't condense.

"Is there a cure?" ask Ferdi again.

Nath who has now installed the seat belt, began to turn on the car engine.

"Ntar also said it himself" he replied.

Before long their car began to move out of the hospital parking lot.

***

Ferdi went home first, and it turned out that the house was deserted. Clara and the other children had already left. He took a shower and rushed to the office. While at Jeffri's office, Adrian meets the man and talks to him.

"Bro, some of the things you entrust to me I've taken care of very well" said the man.

"Good." replied Jeffri.

"We have to take advantage of Ferdi's money to be able to improve some of our current situation" he continued.

"But we still have quite a lot of fields that must be addressed" said Adrian.

"Yes, hopefully with the part that has been repaired and has been running normally again. Our income can be stable again and can help repair other parts. And hopefully Ferdi can help more than this" Jeffri said.

Adrian nodded, then they continued the conversation for a moment. Then back to their respective activities.

***

In the afternoon, Clara wanted permission from the office to see the state of Arvel. But it turned out that day he was really busy. Finally he decided to go to the hospital later, after hours of returning home office arrived.

"Cla, are you in the hospital?" asked Ferdi that afternoon via WhatsApp, when the break hour had arrived.

"Yet, Fer. The office is busy. But he's all right, last time you saw him?"

"Alright, the doctor also said that to me" replied Ferdi.

"Oh yes, thank you. Not really, Fer. The work is like what you know, a lot." said Clara again.

"Dear, I understand."

"You think I'm a good mother, don't you?"

Suddenly Clara sent a message implying, if at this time she suddenly became insecure.

"Koq are you talking about that?" Ferdi asked back.

"Nando used to say, I'm not a good mother. The best part is that the woman is at home. Child with husband. It's not a woman like me who works in place of men."

"That's Nando's wits at times, to rule your company completely. So she mentally assaulted you as a mother."

Clara was silent reading Ferdi's reply. Why didn't he think it was there all along. True said her husband, maybe Nando used to do all that so that Clara felt mentally down, and finally chose at home.

Then hand over the leadership of the company to the husband, voluntarily.

"Suckhead."

Clara cursed inwardly while remembering Nando's face. His indignation and resentment towards the man accumulated with the previous ones.

"The present day, you can't judge a good woman from her just at home. At home for 24 hours, take care of children and husbands. But the ends even vent in the sosmed and complain about tired of being a housewife. Not happy with what he did. It's the same lie."

Ferdi again sent a message to Clara.

"Home 24 hours but educate children with harsh words. I like to impose my will on children. If the child does not recite directly using the ultimate words, the child is ungodly and others. It cannot be categorized as the best female. This is what I think." said Ferdi again.

"The present day cannot judge women from that. There are a lot of women out there who do not have a company. They may sell, so factory workers, so online motorcycle taxis and so on to provide children. At times their husbands may not be able to support because of illness. It could be again smitten other women and give a living ogah-ogahan. Or divorce and ex-loyalya ghosting does not give a living to children. Do they deserve to be called not as good as women?. Just because they're out of the house to make a living. This is the life you are looking for, for children. Not personal pleasure."

Clara continued to read the message from her husband, with teary eyes holding back tears. How long he always judged himself when he was busy and could not have much time to take care of his children.

"You should've forgotten what your husband used to do or say. For you live in the present and I am your husband. I'm not Nando, I'm Ferdi. Who will always support you, as long as the path you take is true and does not harm others. Our son's problems take care of us together."

Clara's tears completely fell down her cheeks. But his heart was now enlarged and all the insecure he felt earlier, suddenly disappeared.