Married Three Breeding Widow

Married Three Breeding Widow
18. Night Chat

Juwita thought about it. To be honest, Cetta is also annoying even if she's adorable. Juwita doesn't like whatever game he likes and is boring having to keep an eye on him all the time.


But ... let alone a stranger, right?


After the actions of Mbak Uni, Juwita became aware of how troublesome it was to take care of the boy.


"Not to." Juwita sighed. "I don't have any work at home. Cetta needs help too."


"You sure? I know my son is all bad."


Juwita laughed a little. "Threading things. I don't want to eat blind."


Adji smiled, though wryly. "You like to talk bad sometimes."


"But with horror well, I won't say anything Cetta. Angry is not. Not gonna." Juwita said sure. "So you work quietly. I won't let Melisa's kids do anything."


".... Okay." Okay."


Then silence.


In fact, they both realize that in addition to making up with children, their relationship also needs help.


Although sleeping one bed, it feels only forced to sleep in the same place without really anyone sincere.


Juwita may be haphazard, but to be honest, Juwita is also shy of such affairs.


Adji may be experienced, but after everything that happened, he can only be confused as to what to do.


Being clumsy and unable to sleep, Adji turns on the television. Playing international news shows even though no one really cares what the content is.


"Do you like sports?" Suddenly Adji remembered how Juwita and Abhimanyu had always intersected there. "Your poster jumped when playing volleyball with Abi, I see not amateurs."


"Kok know?"


"Some athletes too."


Ohiya well, she once said Melisa taught Abhimanyu to play volleyball. Juwita forgot so awkwardly now.


"No, no," he replied faintly. "I've only ever been to a High School match. Ball, volleyball, badminton, tennis, like almost any sport I can."


"Your father taught you?"


Adji smiled stiffly. "Your father was in school, right, what's the social center? What the hell is his name? Social butterflies? My father said, Your father learned good, sport is also good. But badung badada too, he said."


Juwita laughed a little. Thas right. Dad used to be in the category of blangsak boy instead of role model. The value is good, the sport is also good, but less concerned with school.


"I'm not really good at sports." Adji leaned more comfortably as the conversation started to flow. "That's it, Melisa's kind of a hyperactive. All I wanted was Banyu. Home-based children, less social care. If Abhimanyu is like Cetta, I think they like it. Especially Abi."


"Well, I think Abi's good at it too." Juwita forgets that she once said Abhimanyu was useless in front of Adji. "I was thinking. Even if Abi is selfish, don't you just enter him into a school whose team is also good at him? I mean, other schools must exist. There can't be."


Adji. "If he is directly entered into a team that is comfortable for him, maybe he will develop. But, I don't like my son to be too arrogant."


"Why? He is a jago. Arrogant in front of a proud person, can't you?"


Adji smile. "Have you ever heard these words? That one is single."


Juwita. "That's ...."


"Um, the words of our former President, Mr. Mahardika."


"meaning?"


"So number one means one, single, alone." Adji looks emotional while contemplating it. "The more we go up, the more we become number one, the more we realize we're alone."


"...."


"I've met Mr Mahardika before, and I asked him what the key is to be successful like him? You imagine, he became number one since he was Abi's age. All titles she sabet. I am curious and amazed. But he just said something simple."


"...."


"He said 'make sure you're ready for, 'cause it's lonely at the top'. For now I keep it in my head, even if I'm not the number one company, I already feel far more enemies than cement."


Adji.


"That was precisely my piercing time to squirm Abi. He'll be alone, that's what I always thought."


Juwita. Tilting a confused face. "Unfortunately .. Can't be lonely?"


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