Married Three Breeding Widow
155. Love is Not Enough
Even though Juwita had a unstable tone to leave or not, she finally left as well as the day H arrived.
During the transcontinental journey, Juwita was overwhelmed by unfamiliarity. Even Cetta still looks better than Juwita who cries to go home in the middle of a plane is flying, because she can not stand motion sickness.
Andi can only shake to see the behavior of Juwita who really tested patience until the last drop.
But when they arrived, then Juwita was given medicine according to the doctor's advice, tomorrow he was refreshed.
The first thing Juwita does is play a romp with Cetta, then shop to the supermarket with Mama.
On the second day, Juwita said she wanted to stay in this country only, because the environment is better.
"A lot of cocot even though on a plane crying." Banyu did not forget to read. "Hiks, tell the pilot's daughter, I want to go home. Palaku was sick, hyks," Banyu imitated at Juwita's speech at the time.
Of course everyone chuckled, except for Juwita who jumped straight away, hunting Banyu with a sofa pillow to hit.
"Yes, I sucked into a plane. Cetta could do it. Brother is a coward."
"Mas, your son is doing me!"
"That's not a fact, mah." Adji didn't defend her. "They're lebay's feet."
"MAMA, THAT'S MAS ADJI MANTU MAMA!"
Because rarely meet, Mama will always menbela Juwita when compared with Adji. But Adji is relaxed, because Juwita's mother will defend Adji.
"Mom, look at me, Mom. Mother's son is luring for a fuss."
"Ma, Mas Adji is speaking haphazardly to Mom!"
"Tuh, Mum. Marahin let it be insaf."
Abhimanyu and Banyu again had to sigh. I don't know why recently Adji and Juwita so often so. No fuss but looks stormy.
Keep using intermediaries. If it wasn't Abhimanyu and Banyu, it would be Oma and Juwita's Mother.
But it does not matter anyway, because when Juwita asked for something, related because they are in a foreign country, Adji immediately alert give. Not issuing complaints when Juwita at half-twelve pm feel hungry, want to eat seafood after having been nauseous for quite a long time.
The seafood restaurant that can be accessed at this time is far away, while they do not really live in the city because Adji wants to avoid overcrowding.
At night Adji pulls Papa's car out of the garage, preparing to leave with Abhimanyu.
Not much conversation was going on between them. Adji is busy driving, Abhimanyu is playing mobile.
But when they arrived at the restaurant, waiting for orders for Juwita, Abhimanyu suddenly said, "Pa, how much you love Juwita?" [How much did Papa love Juwita?]
Maybe he was bored so suddenly asked such a thing. Adji raised an eyebrow, thinking for a while to find the right answer.
"How much, huh?" Adji sat down, leaned against the chair and looked at his son. "Not that much." [How much? Not much.]
Not as much as others think. Adji is honest.
"I mean Papa?"
"Love is just a garem for a wedding that has always been filled with cuisine" replied Adji calmly. "Papa and Mama did not last sixteen years because of mutual love doang. There's coercion too."
"Same Mama?"
"hey are. Same you Papa had to. Forced to doang actually Papa ngurusin you."
"The point is, don't get too hung up on love. Papa would rather say that Juwita is interesting. And knowing what Papa feels less than Papa's life."
"What is less than Papa?"
"Something that makes Papa feel the same way you guys."
Adji ruffled Abhimanyu's hair.
"Papa needs someone who changes your Mama, without having to take your Mama's place, wants to be accompanied by your Mama, wants to appreciate Papa's history with your Mama, and wants to greet you without having to feel 'you're the first wife's child who died so it shouldn't be taken care of again'. A lot of women like that, and Papa doesn't want to."
The point is Adji is not too interested in thinking about what he is as in love with Juwita or whatever it is.
What is clear is that Adji gives what makes Juwita happy, fulfilled, without lack, and peaceful.
"Pa's."
"Hm?"
"I'm being honest with Papa."
"Please."
Abhimanyu pressed his lips against each other, The boy suddenly lowered his head, looking somewhat depressed yet imposing himself.
Looks like Adji knows he wants to talk.
"I ... I used to love Juwita," said Abhimanyu nervously, a little frightened.
But Adji didn't react to anything but, "Papa knows."
"Eh?"
Fellow types usually understand each other better because in essence they have the same framework.
Just as Abhimanyu and Banyu were able to realize Adji's interest in Juwita, it was clear Adji could also be aware of Abhimanyu's interest in Juwita.
He already knows that.
And she knew Juwita was trying to hide it so Adji wouldn't feel like there was something to be done with his son.
"Well, you said the same, right? Love is not enough. If you only love Juwita, it's not enough for you to have her. He's got Papa, anyways."
Adji raised an eyebrow, not hiding his victory thin smile.
"Papain Papa has to do something when it is clear you also know? You have to be self-aware. If Papa's ketar-ketir, it means Papa feels you can call Juwita."
Almost simultaneously, their orders came. Adji moved, once again rubbing Abhimanyu's head and scrambling his hair.
"You can't, son. You only have love. So you end up detaching, self-conscious, back away."
Abhimanyu stared at the old man.
It was his papa, but he didn't miss the chance to show off that he was superior.
Hid.
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