I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW

I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW
165. GARA GARA NGIDAM


" Dafi.keep it there.watch it not to let the dog come here.." Yoga climbed the iron fence of the house that had his passion tree. Fortunately, his body was tall and easier.



" A little more." he said as he almost got it.



With great difficulty he was finally able to reach a ripe passion fruit that was red.



" Yes .can.." Yoga cheered in the heart for successfully taking it. It slowly came down.


But it turned out that a pair of eyes had been staring at him sharply while puffing.


" err\_rgh....."


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Gee whiz...Why is this dog here....Where did Dafi go..? ... When it suddenly disappeared..


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Yoga panicked when the fierce dog seemed to approach him with a fierce gaze and mouth full of disgusting saliva



" RTR..Guk Guk's.."He even barked.


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Aseemmm.... Dog.basal dog.


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Yoga ran and chased the dog. Fortunately, he used to be a sportsman since on campus first.The dance is fast and the legs can step wide. He ran very fast after the dog. Along the way he did not stop cursing even while running.



" Sugly dog.dog bu\_duk.eh bul\_dog.dog asee\_emmm!!! " saying while running.



Yoga ran in an uncertain direction because he did not know the place.Just follow the street in the residential alley. The dog was still chasing him to the end of the alley.



Yoga looked back for a moment, he saw that the dog was no longer chasing him.



" Huh..so do you run \_njing??.dog bego.." Yoga began to slow down the running rate because it was not pursued by the dog anymore. But when he turned his head, he was so surprised to see a car driving towards him.



" Because\_iinn!! " The car was hitting the horn hard.


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Out of the tiger's mouth entered the lion's mouth....Die me Dek...


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Yoga was hit by the car until he fell rolling on the asphalt. And finally his body stopped after hitting the pavement.



Yoga pain all over his body especially his head stumbled on the sidewalk. Yoga immediately got up and sat down after his consciousness returned.



The driver of the car, who turned out to be a woman, got out of his car with his driver and approached Yoga.



" Sir.you're okay?" ask the driver.



Yoga ignores it because something more important is in its search.



"Eh. Markisa where was it...?" yoga while looking around. He found that passion fruit that was rolling earlier was not far from him. I immediately took it.


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Fortunately, his passion fruit is safe.. Yoga smiled as he grasped the passion fruit.


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" Geez his head is bleeding." said the woman frantically as she watched from the flow of Yoga's forehead.



" Ha..." Yoga swept his forehead he saw his palm there was blood.


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Oh my..leak...


enemy sidewalk anyway.batin Yoga.


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" Call ambulance..Ah no..We're taking him to the hospital" said the woman.



" Mister ..can you still stand?" ask driver.



" H...?" The still dumb-ass yoga could do nothing as the woman and her driver helped her stand up and swept her in


Go to the car and go straight to the hospital.


" Quick sir." said the woman in a panic. He even attached his long sleeves to the bloody Yoga forehead earlier.



" Hey. I'm fine..It's just a small wound." Yoga told the woman.



" Anyways, you should be taken to the hospital ! " the panicked woman insisted on wanting to treat Yoga in the hospital.


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Though this is just a small wound.this woman is hebohnya for mercy.batin Yoga wonder.


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But he eventually kept quiet letting the woman take him to the hospital.



Once there, Yoga is immediately taken to the ER and handled by an expert doctor.


The woman asked for a thorough examination for Yoga even up to a CT scan.


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The sick I.. who panicked him.hahaha.people just leaked as if they were seriously ill...


That woman is so funny.


The amused yoga itself saw the woman's panic.



" It's over, madam..This sir is fine. Just a little shock was hit earlier and a wound on his forehead..The CT scan report is also safe.no one broke a bone.." said the doctor who examined Yoga.



" Thank God." he said in relief.



The woman and her driver were relieved that Yoga was not seriously injured.



" I told you ..I'm fine.it's just a small wound.." said Yoga whose forehead had been sewn because of the wound .And now it's in bandages.



" This is the cure, Madam "His driver who had redeemed the medicine for Yoga gave it to her employer



" this...Later on drink yes...Next time on the street look first right left before passing by." said the woman who had panicked.



" Yes...I was chasing a dog. "



" Dog?... Don't don't bul\_dog black fat ?" tanyanya guessed



" Right "



" Gosh...did you run after Candy?" tannya



" Wandy ?" Yoga gaped.. Ugly dog, black , bu\_dukan ferociously..who was chasing him named Candy ?... His name is too cool for a dog.He wants to vomit๐Ÿ˜ฐ



" Pope..." Dafi arrived there with a panicked face. He came in with a teenage girl who seemed to be the same age as him.


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Asem..Where was this kid.tau know bring a girl....Her father is chasing the dog she ngi_lang..


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" Dafi.."



" Misca?" The woman recognized the girl who was with Dafi.



" Lho..Mama?" ask the teenage girl.


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" Ooo.so so...Pantes earlier you disappeared Dafi fitting Papa climbing the fence.It turns out you saw the son of the owner of the house? Keep asking for the fruit." asked Yoga.



" Yes Pa...He instead gave me this much." replied Dafi while showing me a large enough crackle containing a lot of passion fruit.



" Thank you yes...And sorry..I picked up your fruit earlier.after my wife cravings.ask for weird weird.." said Yoga.



The woman who was finally found out was named Richa and her daughter named Mischa was smiling.



" The name is also pregnant...Sometimes the cravings are beyond logic." said Richa "We're sorry too.our pet dog chased you to the point of causing you harm.."



" Cahaya. .Also called dog..I'm wrong anyway." - Yoga laughed.




" Ah, no need...My son brought a motor.."



" Oh.so...Then this is my business card..If you're still sick.Call my number..I'll find the best doctor for you." said Richa who felt guilty for bumping into Yoga.



Yoga received the business card. Richa Calista Owner Resto 'Seafood Kuta'.



" Do you have a restaurant?" tanya Yoga read it.



" Yes...I have a restaurant here..Why?" ask Richa



" I also want to open a restaurant here..."



Richa widened his eyes. He looked at Yoga. Yoga does wear casual clothes jeans and regular shirts.But the aura emanating from it is not the aura of the poor. Yoga men are handsome, fair skinned, tall, well-statured and also who wear his expensive brand items. At first glance he knew that his background must be rich people. But he and his son were riding a motorcycle.



" Do you need a job ? Or open your own business?" ask Richa. " If you need a job, I can help you. I'm planning on opening a branch and need someone who can manage it.."



" In fact, open your own business..."



" I need a manager...What are you graduates?" ask Richa.



" S1 Department of Economics University of Surabaya..But I didn't bring my education files.."



" Do you have a business card?" ask Richa



" There's.." Yoga pulled out his wallet and took out a card. He was hesitant to give the card to Richa because on the card he still carries the name of his Papa. But eventually he gave the card


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Ananda Yoga Pratama's...Deputy CEO.ah crazy.he once served as the deputy CEO ..just mind the aura is different.he does not seem like a poor person.he must be the basis of the rich....but he was riding a motorcycle with his son.. Rich people who disguise themselves as poor people?....do not he run away from home??


Pratama...Pratama is no stranger to my ears.but where is it....


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Richa asked inwardly. " You want to work at my place first?...Well.while looking for ..Later if you have a suitable place you can open your own business" Richa said



Yoga thinks for a moment. If he works for Richa, his hideout will be perfect. Her father and Romi won't find her easily. Other if your own efforts...They'll be easier to track his whereabouts.



" Well..."



" Thank you for the cooperation ..Mr. Yoga..."



" Same with Madame Richa "



Yoga and Richa shake hands. They will start their partnership from that day



Mischa glanced at Dafi with a smile. The handsome young man who asked permission to ask passion fruit in his house was indeed very handsome. He remembered the first time they met.



Mischa just came home from school still wearing her Junior High uniform she just got off the car driven by her and her personal driver.The car entered the courtyard of her house through Dafi motorbike .



Dafi who saw her Papa started to climb the fence was about to pick up fruit when the homeowner arrived in a panic. He was afraid that his father would be considered a thief. He was afraid that his father would be arrested and beaten by the masses. Therefore he immediately approached the teenage girl Junior High who just got off his car.



" Sir.I want permission...My papa wants to take passion fruit in your house for my cravings Mama..There.." said Dafi.



For a moment the girl was just dumbstruck .Seeing that there was a handsome young man in front of him and also pointing to someone who was climbing the fence about to pick fruit in his house.



" I.iya.." she answered nervously.



But they did not expect that the dog finally chased after Yoga. They had seen Yoga brought into the car and taken to the hospital.


So his name is Dafi...Hem.he said with a smile.


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Yoga returned to the hotel with Dafi. Kristy and Risa and Dafa are so shocked to see Yoga's forehead bandaged.



" Mr. .why is this?" kristy asked worriedly as she approached her husband.



" How can you get hurt like that Yog?" ask Risa worried.



" It's okay Ma, brother...When I fell down..Just a small wound...What matters is that his passion fruit can..It's honey..." Say Yoga while giving the passion fruit to Kristy.



" Dad...." Kristy was so happy to get it. She embraced Yoga .


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It hurts a little.It's important to see your smile, dear Kristy...This is also for my son...


Don't crave that weird weird again, baby..


For my wife and my son, I will do everything...


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Yoga returned Kristy's embrace and kissed her forehead.



" His love Papa.udah Papa follow this your will.quick big and healthy always yes dear.." said Yoga while rubbing Kristy's stomach.



Dafi smiled at Papa and his smiling mother. He and his father had agreed to keep the accident a secret because they did not want Mama and Omanya anxious.



" Next time the heart of Yog." said Risa.



" Yes Ma.." answered Yoga. " Let's all eat first...I brought fast food tuh.sama passion fruit...."



Then they eat together.



" Xavier here..." Yoga told Xavier to sit on his lap. He wanted to feed his son.



" It still hurts Daddy? " ask Xavier innocently while touching his Papa's face.



" No dong...The guy has to be hardy..It's just that there's nothing at all." said Yoga.



Xavier momentarily silently looked at his Papa's forehead. Then he stood up while blowing the wind blowing the wound Yoga.



" What?" ask Yoga.



" Nyem\_buhin's sick Daddy..."



" Haha..." Yoga Shaklut.



" Mom usually blows away the sick place when Xavier falls down Pa." said Dafa.



" There's just.. " Kristy just smiled a little. " If nyem\_buhin Papa then have to kiss.sini.cium Papa's cheek...It must be cured immediately." said Yoga to Xavier.



Xavier kissed both cheeks. Yoga also returned with anxiety. Xavier laughed cheerfully. The others smile.



" Today I have good news for you...I've got a job and a temporary residence for us.."



"Really?" ask Kristy quickly.Risa also looks enthusiastic.



" Yes...While I was working as a manager at someone else's restaurant . And he also gave us a place to stay . Dafa and Dafi are going to school near our new home...May everything be well.we try together..."



"Amin.." said Risa, Kristy and Dafa Dafi together.



Their new life's struggles will begin now...


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Richa browsing on the internet looking for Pratama name that had made him curious . The figure of Yoga that is full of true mystery makes him want to know its origin. Why people who look rich can live like poor people.



Two faces appeared in his internet browsing. Guntoro Pratama and Putra Pratama Yoga.


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Oh my...He really is a rich man...The richest man's son...The Pratama family's sole heir....Crazy.this is really crazy. ๐Ÿ˜ฑ