I'm Waiting for Your Widow
Wanna Go

Lala now sat her body, she woke up during the day. Because of the drugs that affect him, slowly Lala began to try to sit down. Although it was still quite difficult but he did not want to despair, his eyes began to see the clock attached to the wall. The clock shows at 09:00 it is enough noon if to wake up early, Lala is actually still confused where she is now. He was completely unconscious when he was brought to the mansion, plus he remembered last night there was Mentari and Rika. But now they are no longer there.

"You've woken up" said a nurse who slowly stepped in, and she saw Lala.

"Who are you?" ask Lala.

"I'm a nurse from the hospital, assigned to control you here. Later Vera doctor will check your condition," explained the nurse.

Lala nodded, she was still staring around her. The room was not like a hospital, but it seemed like it was a private room.

Cleks.

The door opened again, there was a woman with long hair and white skin with a sharp nose who now entered the room occupied by Lala.

"For my Ayang," said Rika.

Rika walks quickly and hugs Lala tightly, Rika is so happy to be able to stay home with Lala.

"Where am I anyway?" Lala looked back around, "It's not like a hospital," Lala said confusedly.

Rika smiled sincerely, she looked at her best friend with pity, "You are now in my house, you will continue to stay with me here," Rika replied with a smile.

"Your house?" Lala looks her still so surprised, because it turns out she now lives with Rika. At home Rika means Dinas house too, and there is a bad taste if it should be troublesome Rika and Dimas.

"Good morning Lala," said Yeni.

Rika and Lala instantly saw Yeni who stepped in, even her hands carrying a tray with porridge.

"Have you woken up?" greet Yeni while putting handsome on the table.

Lala nodded, she didn't know what to do. But Rika and Yeni look so good on him.

"Sorry Aunt, Lala nahusahin Aunty. But Lala will not long bother Aunt, now Lala has improved kok Tan, already can walk too. So you can go" said Lala.

Lala now really does not want Langi to trouble many people, now she just wants to live independently without burdening others. What's more, considering he and Rika's family have absolutely no sibling ties, of course Lala is increasingly embarrassed when hitching a ride there. Until he wants to leave right now.

Yeni smiled, she saw the bowed Lala. Yeni's feelings were completely out of the question of seeing Lala's pale face. He was even very afraid if Rika was in the position of Lala at this time, of course it was very sad.

"You can't talk like that" Yeni's hand moved, and she combed Lala's messy hair, "Even Auntie loves you, you're the same Rika, the same Dance has been in the old department for a long time. You've known old auntie long before Dimas took you to the Aunt's house" said Yeni reminding Lala of the days when Lala often came with Lala to the house, "You live here there Auntie, same Rika too. Aunty won't let you go" Yeni added, lifting Lala's chin.

Slowly Lala's face lifted, she looked at Yeni's face. Likewise with Yeni who stared at Lala's teary-eyed bead. And a second later Lala's tears just fell, with Yeni's fingers gently rubbing Lala's tears so gently. Lala closed her eyes for a moment, and felt a hint of affection given by Yeni to her. The love of a mother is something that is missed by Lala, because the affection given by Sarika's mother is all just a falsehood.

Lala was moved by what Yeni said, she did not expect Yeni to be so hearted with gold. They even want to hold it, which is just a stranger.

"Thank you Aunt...it's really good with Lala," again Lala wiped the tears that fell on the corner of her cheek, "But Lala wanted to be independent, Lala was already big. Must be able to take care of yourself, besides Lala has also done a lot of difficult things. So Lala can already live independently," said Lala again.

"You can't go, tell you what," Yeni paused because Lala kept crying, "You can leave if your father is healed and can go back to Indonesia, and Auntie doesn't want you to reason anymore, don't make Aunt plead to you. Auntie loves you, so please listen to Aunt's words," pinta Yeni expectantly.

How could Yeni let Lala go from her house, it was the same as she returned Lala to Dimitri. A husband who can only torture his own wife, either deserves Dimitri to be called a husband. No husband can torture his own wife.

"Thank you Auntie" said Lala.

"Yes," Yeni smiled, "Now you wash your face, brush your teeth, continue to eat breakfast. Abis was taking medicine and resting to get well quickly," Yeni helped Lala to get out of bed, while Rika held an infusion hose.

"Why are you La?" rika asked because Lala looked hard to stand.

"I'm not a papa," Lala knew her legs were quite tired, and a little sore. But Lala felt used to it because usually also has not healed old wounds have come again new wounds. Until finally Lala went into the bathroom, "I'm alone, yes" Lala took the infusion held by Rika.

"Are you sure La?" ask Rika who is doubtful.

"Yes, I'm not papa. Anyway I want to pee, I'm embarrassed if you also come in," said Lala gave a reason that is quite reasonable.

"Yes, too" Rika nodded and confirmed what Lala had said, "But you're careful, I'm waiting here huh," Rika smiled.

Lala nodded and she began to close the bathroom door.

"No need in the key, later if there is anything I can go directly in," said Rika gave a warning.

"Yes," Lala nodded and started washing her face and running the bathroom routine like every morning, when Lala was done she wanted to get out. But his knees were weak, and he was very afraid of fainting. Slowly sitting on the floor, maybe that way he could be better. After that, he just got up and got out of the bathroom.

Tok to tok.

Rika who was waiting at the bathroom door began to feel uncomfortable, because Lala had been there long enough.

"Rika, has Lala eaten?" ask Yeni.

A while ago Yeni came out of Rika's room, and now she's back again. But his eyes had not seen Lala, until he asked.

"Not Ma, Lala is still in the bathroom," Rika again knocked on the door.