Married Three Breeding Widow
2. That's My Mahar

"I don't know if it's fate or maybe it's just a coincidence" Adji bagged his phone again, "but I just want to know the will of someone who believes in me. My grandfather, he used to wait for you to grow up but I even got married first."

"...."

"Or maybe you have another reason to?"

I don't know why it feels like selling yourself. That's what Juwita thinks. But after hearing this person's explanation, the slightest bit of feeling was cured.

Is this really help? Whether fate or coincidence, but could this be what is meant by help to be answered?

If Juwita refuses then this person will help her without a reply. Which means Juwita's begging.

If Juwita accepts it also feels like selling yourself. That's why Mom and Dad don't want to.

His stomach came again. Probably responding to Juwita's convoluted thoughts. His blood flow was smooth, hot, disturbing.

"If," Juwita exhaled a long but faint breath, "if I wish, can my dowry be whatever I ask?"

The man in front of him nodded. "Anything."

Sell yourself, will you? In retrospect, his parents sold themselves out how many times to keep Juwita alive?

Juwita just understood it feels so hard to find money that is so easy to spend. I don't know how many times you've been told to get a wage, I don't know how many times you've made something just to pay a little.

It doesn't feel like he's thinking about selling himself now.

"I want to be a matre if that's it." Juwita smiled wryly. "Please call it the maximum nominal. I took all."

".... Ten years of your parents' guarantee."

Juwita jerks. He knew?

"Hospital guarantees, surgery, doctors, anything until your mom gets better. Home, food, and business support. Ten years."

Adji smiled faintly.

"Ten years of building a new business between them, easy for your father, right? That's my dowry."

Juwita's lips twitched. The pain in his stomach was still overwhelming, but a warm feeling flooded in his chest.

Giving something that not only invites gratitude but enough feelings to his parents .. is there anything else that Juwita should expect again?

...*...

The morning after that, Juwita was in much worse condition than yesterday. Pain in his stomach even more extraordinary so let alone to the hospital, wake up to the bathroom was half dead.

But, the morning he looked at the ceiling of his room, Juwita realized yesterday was not a dream. A deal for her mom and dad is not a dream.

Juwita checks the phone, finds a message coming in from Adji.

I forgot to ask.

You want a reception?

In his mother's condition in the hospital and his wife Adji just died? No. gabe. Juwita is not lusting after the scorn of people.

^^^If you can go directly to KUA aja.^^^

^^^I don't want a party.^^^

After all, she must have also been heavy with bearing Mother's expenses, right? Juwita does not want to be a parasite for her own happiness.

What is the joy of sitting for hours in a bath, watched by many people like monkey masks?

Yasudah.

I will help you with the letters.

My contract is the same with you.

Married, huh? What do married people do, Dad?

...*...

Adji stared at his message that only Juwita could read.

At first Adji thought he was a kid. He is also twenty-two. Definitely will not be able to carry out the task as a mother well.

But, after seeing her give up her frozen back for the warmth of Mom and Dad, Adji understood why Melisa chose the girl.

He ... from afar looks reliable.

"Well, you're all the same, aren't you?"

Adji turned his chair around, staring at the three boys who were now gathered in the room.

The three children compactly replied, "Understand."

But Adji massaged his forehead, in disbelief.

...*...

Three kids? So his son is not one but three?

Juwita can only fake smile when in front of KUA, he saw Adji come with his three children.

Excuse me, why didn't anyone say? Doesn't everyone think he knows for saving one child?

Juwita pounded precisely because Adji was standing right beside his eldest son, a man who seemed to be quite mature. He was tall, handsome, had a face with the impression of a 'boring world' but his eyes looked mischievous.

Adji's second child is smaller, well, at least looks quiet. And the smallest, the kid Juwita saved, at least looks cute.

Okay, there's no back button so Juwita will face it. Pretend you already know. Pretend you already know.

...*...

Juwita does not know how other people feel about marrying her lover, but for Juwita, getting married is simple?

The old one even waited for the call KUA. Marriage contract only lasts one minute—if calculated from the speech alone—lalu suddenly changed.

Juwita tried to smile but realized that no one really needed to pretend to smile. Mom and Dad seem to know Juwita is married to them, and Adji and his three children don't seem to need a smile either.

Why is Juwita stuck with this situation?

"Today, you want to go with your Dad's mom?" ask Adji after they get out. "Better in the hospital first. Your mother just had a major operation. It is better to be controlled first by a doctor until it actually recovers."

Juwita. "Ma—you don't mind?"

"Tomorrow I'll pick it up."

"okay."

Stiff.

Stiffnesses.

It's hard to imagine being lived. But if this way Mother is healed, Juwita feels very cheap.

For now, let's spend some time with—

"Auntie."

Juwita was silent when the first and second child knew already standing behind him.

"Greetings," said the first child with a half-mockery face.

This brat.

"Greetings," Juwita smiled back. "Not to call Auntie, yeah."

"Continue what? Mama?"

"What about juwita?" Second child chimed. "Juwita, Bang. How many years are the same for us. Isn't that right, Juwita?"

Whoa, whoa, whoa. This bastard is fighting. Juwita does not want to be called aunty, not also mama, but not Juwita directly. Why not just 'sister?

"It's not polite to call parents his name directly, bego." The First Child hit his sister on the head. "Where is this Papa's wife."

"Huh? Keep what? We call Mama real? Idih, not really pantes." She glanced at Juwita's chest. He breathed a disappointed breath. "Mama is soft."

Juwita's veins began to appear.

Hoooh, this boy wants to feel his new mama's fist turns out. Making sexual harassment at the first meeting, really something that must be addressed immediately.

Juwita almost took off her heels to slap the two boys hard. But before that happened, Adji was already yelling for his two children.

They immediately ran away, waving at Juwita.

"Bye, Board."

The Second Child blatantly formed a circle of hills on his own chest while running backwards. "Bigger, Juwi. When I grow up, I will call Mama. Boing boing."

Alright.

It's decided.

Those two demon bastards, Juwita will make sure to chop them up. Just look at tomorrow, you fucking boys!

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