Married Three Breeding Widow
Adji Know
Abhimanyu and Sakura's wedding plan was indeed too sudden, especially judging from the situation, the two were not in a position to be ready for marriage. Abhimanyu should be busy writing the thesis while Sakura is a fifth-semester student. Inevitably, other people think that Sakura is pregnant until their parents are forced to have to quickly get married.
Juwita already said she didn't want to interfere. Abhimanyu's marriage affairs were fully taken care of by Adji, assisted by Adji's parents who hurriedly came from America.
"Juwita, be honest with Mama. What happened with you .. all?" When she said the last word, Mama-in-law looked doubtful.
She is already considered an American even though she is not hereditary, so actually Mama is not a complicated person. But it seems like this situation is also confusing for him.
"Nothing happened, I guess?" Juwita likes to confide in a cool Mama-in-law, but she can't be honest. "It's okay, Ma. Sakura's not pregnant, I guess."
Mama looked at Juwita skeptically. "Mama didn't talk about getting pregnant but about ... I don't know, Sweety, Mama squirms you're all so weird. Especially you, Adji sama ... Abhimanyu."
Juwita is not happy to hear his name and Adji is juxtaposed with Abhimanyu although Mama certainly does not mean to go anywhere.
"So different, Ma." Juwita tried to give a slightly clear answer. "That's a child already, well maybe feel grown up and don't need parents anymore? Mas Adji wants him to take care of his own problems so let him be whatever he wants to be."
Mama looked at Juwita and realized that there was something very big that this family did not want to say, but Mama was silent.
Let Juwita go back to Adji's side, hook up now they're at the boutique to fit each other's clothes.
Juwita immediately hugged Adji's arm as she approached him. They are a little free from children because their parents both take care of their grandchildren in the other corner.
"Do you like this?" Adji asks when they are shown the dress for Juwita later.
Juwita doesn't care about the wedding gowns that aren't for her. Abhimanyu's marriage was a long time, five more years maybe, but now Juwita is just waiting for the wedding of Banyu and Cetta, ten more years, maybe.
"I can make up myself."
Adji turned around and looked at Juwita. His forehead looks wrinkled. For a moment he looked around, at his family who were busy seeing something they wanted to see each and not too focused on watching the two.
"I'm insinuating this topic to you, frankly." Adji cupped Juwita's face, making her look up. "But if you want to say you don't agree, just say that, honey. At least you're telling me."
It seems that Adji misunderstood that Juwita refrained from arguing because he knew his opinion would not be heard. Adji is not not open in discussion, but the matter of his son's marriage, especially the son of Melisa is entirely Adji's affair and Juwita is only a small part of it.
"I'm just," Juwita sighed, squeezing the small hand of Adji holding his cheek, "I'm just sad because Abhimanyu has changed. But yeah you really are. His future business is his business. We can't interfere too much even if we're his parents."
At that time, it somehow felt strange when Adji stroked Juwita's face with his thumb. Adji smiled, peeking at Juwita's forehead before hugging her for no reason.
"There's something better to be let go because it doesn't need to be resolved" Adji murmured. "I know he's wrong."
By the time Adji's embrace came off and he turned towards the boutique owner again, Juwita was just glued to Adji's back.
He knows.
Adji knows about the reasons for Abhimanyu's change.
Jemari Juwita suddenly felt as cold as ice cubes.
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