Married Three Breeding Widow
119. Most Familiar He Found
Ria has been warned by her husband not to interfere in the affairs of the Adji family, even though his son Adji hitchhiked in his house for free.
Unlike other families, Ria's family does not want to interfere too much and actually hurt the feelings of Adji and his family.
But when he heard the news that Juwita left the house, inevitably Ria became encouraged to interfere.
The woman came behind Abhimanyu, patting his back. "Go home, son. Your parents are worried. Play here again tomorrow."
Abhimanyu was silent, but slowly he moved, going into the room he occupied to take all his belongings again.
"I'm sorry to take this, Dek." Adji felt he had to say that to his cousin.
"Yes, Mas. Not pa-pa. You're patient, dad."
Ria rubbed Adji's arm concerned.
"I know it's not good to be talked to each other, especially the same Aunt Sarah with Aunt Princess. But yeah, his name's family, Mas. There's ugly too."
Adji nodded, already knowing that.
If Adji wants, it has been from when the year he broke up all family relationships by moving to a country that must be stepped on by all of them— his family.
But Adji is quiet, patient, because the family is family.
Even if they talk about Adji bad things, say hurtful things about his son and wife, Adji tries to be patient because their blood still comes from the same grandmother. Moreover, Oma Putri, who took care of Adji a long time ago.
Debt can't be forgotten.
"But, Mas, your wife ...."
"I want everyone to calm down. The rest is the same as the One Above."
Adji doesn't have to tell anyone what he wants to do. The point is, everyone stops having problems first.
And deep in his heart Adji believes that Juwita did not come after Melisa due to chance alone.
Adji believes Juwita is a tough woman.
So now Adji let him go first, return Abhimanyu to the house as Juwita asked, because actually from the beginning until now Juwita only wants one.
He just wants to live without a lot of unnecessary burdens.
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If the married daughter returns to the parents' house with a suitcase, her mother must be able to welcome her with a big smile.
Everyone would think that Juwita's quarrel with her husband had peaked until she suddenly decided to go home.
But because Juwita wants her mother not much burden, yes Juwita who is as comfortable as wide. Hugging Mom as if she just wanted a vacation so she went home with a suitcase.
"Son, what's wrong with you? How do I bring my suitcase home? Husband—"
Dad stopped me from asking, especially with that fear.
I don't know what's going on, I'd rather not make it worse. Embrace Juwita who is now still trying to hide with a smile on her face.
"You must be tired." Dad rubbed Juwita's back. "Get in the room, honey. Rest."
Juwita would cry because of that. He rushed into his room, immediately dropping into the bed he had slept on for years but suddenly felt foreign.
During the marriage, Juwita was very homesick. He misses his room, misses the color of his walls, misses the displays on his desk, misses every corner of his territory, even to the mango trees near the windows.
But Juwita never prayed to go home because he had to divorce, separated from the new family he loved.
For Juwita now, it is precisely they are the most familiar he met every day.
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