Married Three Breeding Widow
Don't Do This
"Lila, Nia, please wake up Grandma. Tell me I'm ready for a hot bath."
Juwita exclaimed to tell her son who happened to be near Mom and Dad's room. Abhimanyu's marriage was in sight, so Mom and Dad stayed at home yesterday.
Juwita came down in a hurry to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator to see the contents almost empty because yesterday night the children took out all the contents. Mama doesn't look so maybe go buy supplies. Inevitably Juwita just took out the remnants, anything that could be made before Mama and Banyu returned.
Before starting, Juwita was about to improve the position of her hair. But the hairpin he was wearing actually stuck, making Juwita grimace.
"Inget will shampoo, Wi," murmured Juwita to him while trying to pull the clasp off.
But before the clasp came off, a hand held it, stopping Juwita.
"Let me," whispered a voice that managed to stop Juwita's breath for a moment.
"I can do it myself." Juwita intended to forcefully pull it because it was better than anything this child wanted to do.
But Abhimanyu put away Juwita's hand.
"Lo lepek's hair" Abhimanyu said as he slowly untangled Juwita's tangled hair from the clasp.
He did it very slowly as if Juwita would die if one of his hair was plucked. "Lo play morning with Papa?"
Juwita shook Abhimanyu's hand and turned away from him. "Don't tell me just about you."
He just laughed cynically. "Why? You used to tell me about that too."
Better not to go crazy. At least Juwita is grateful Adji has left and Banyu drove Mama shopping. In this way Juwita is free to show his upset face.
"Lo what do you want to do? Shall I help you?" bargain Abhimanyu but with intentions clearly drawn on his face.
Juwita glares. "Can you just disappear?" [Can you say nothing?]
"Lo told me to stay home."
"Oh, if that's what I told you in your room, don't come out. If necessary, I'll have Cetta eat for you later."
Abhimanyu looked at the face of Juwita who no longer gave him affection.
"So you're mutusin wriggling me as a 'disease'?"
So Juwita turned her back, started cooking with a face like he wanted to kill someone.
"That's why I'm going to quit too."
"Good if you realize you—"
Juwita's breath as suddenly had no way out and was entirely restrained in the lungs.
Abhimanyu was clearly standing behind her, exactly, letting Juwita's back touch her body.
"Gue will be patient."
Abhimanyu's breath was faintly heard when Juwita was out of breath, feeling the boy's hand touch Juwita's hand on the edge of the table.
Abhimanyu really has gone crazy. He had already stopped thinking about anyone maybe even his mother.
If I shout he will be entered into prison with Mas Adji. But ... Mama will be shocked, Mommy might faint, Mas Adji might pay people to kill their own children, children obviously become victims.
As the emotions of anger and sadness enveloped her, tears slowly fell onto Juwita's cheeks.
"Abimanyu." Lips vibrate. "Don't do this. Please."
It wasn't begging him to let Juwita go. It was a plea that he, for God's sake, be few, very few if necessary, at least remember his younger siblings.
Abhimanyu whispered, "Lo doesn't know what I'm feeling, right?"
Oh God.
"I'm sick, Juwi. My one body hurts all. But you still ask me to be patient."
Juwita's breath seemed suddenly released when Abhimanyu retreated. Juwita quickly got up, ran up without looking at Abhimanyu again.
Juwita removes the falling water while reminding herself that later, Adji will bring the housekeeper so Juwita can avoid everything like this in the future.
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