
"why son?" Srita approached Secil and held him.
"i fell Mom, sick" still crying
Srita saw her son's bruised head.
"cup, cup... mother treat yes" Srita rubbed her child's head and blew a breath on her child's forehead as if to treat. Little is still sobbing from feeling the pain.
Bagito came out of the room to the chair in the room. He sat down and looked towards Srita and his son. He's holding back an upset. But don't show it to Srita.
"why your son, baby?"
"He fell down. Poor bruising his head" Srita rubbed his son's head.
"i'm out to eat first, pity you must be hungry.you take care of your son first, baby"
"iya mas" Srita pleased Bagito's attention to his son
Bagito came out of the house feeling annoyed. But he had to hold himself back in front of Srita.
While Srita after successfully silencing her son moved to the back of Bagito's house. Look at the condition of the house.
pity Bagito, stay alone no one messes. Srita muttered in heart.
Srita collected some dirty dishes and washed them. He also tidied up a little Bagito's kitchen stuff that is not much. It crossed Srita's mind about the two children she left behind.
there is also his father. I am tired of living there. Every day is an endless amount of work at home. Not to mention my husband who is not clear his opinion. I'd better be with Bagito's mas. With his work as a plantation supervisor must have paid a lot.
Srita continued the steps to the bathroom.
geez...
Srita immediately took the Brooch lying in the corner and cleaned the bathroom floor .
From outside came Bagito's voice. Srita rushed forward.
"unfortunately I bought rice, eat dl. I had already eaten there. Don't forget to bribe your son. It's me splitting the side dishes"
"thank you very much" Srita smiled and took the rice.
"what's not for you, baby" Bagito let out his chatter "even I'm willing to work during the night so you can be happy. We can buy a house and we get married. Are you willing to marry me?"
"iya mas" Srita smiles at the thought of owning her own home and living happily with Bagito.
Foolish time with my son and husband. My husband has not been able to give me happiness.
After finishing feeding his son, Srita approached Bagito who was engrossed with his HP.
"mas, what if your neighbor is suspicious of my whereabouts?, I seem to be staying here for a long time"
"please, I'll tell you that you're my cousin from the village. Looking for a job here. Because your husband is dead. But after this immediately take care of the divorce with your husband huh" Bagito poked Srita's chin while winking his flirtatious eyes.
"yes, definitely"
"i'm so happy, baby, you really came here. Like the arrival of angels. I can imagine my life would be happy to have a wife as beautiful as you" Bagito praised the woman in front of him.
"gombal you mas" Srita pinched Bagito's hand
"don't hug me in front of my son. Later he ngadu to his father" Srita brushed off as Bagito's hand tried to hug him.
"She's a little girl baby, there's no way she's gonna complain to your husband"
"just keep it up, I'm worried"
"he immediately divorced your useless husband. I can't wait to have you"