Married Three Breeding Widow
If You Love That
Juwita pressed her grip on the suitcase. Though he meant to go unseen, but what can be done.
"We're divorced, Mom." Juwita shook her head tiredly. "I can't. I don't want any more responsibility about your son. I can't anymore. I'm just gonna go."
Adji silent.
"It's up to you to do something. Child custody with you. You have money to take care of them. Okay?"
Juwita pulls her suitcase away, but she never goes too far, Adji blocks her hand.
"Mas, if you give me the choice to go to jail or die, I choose both now than the other horrors so—"
"You tired?" cut Adji off with his calm voice. "Everything, are you tired?"
Juwita's tears that had stopped again fell out of control. "You think?" reply nasal.
What does he think he is? What do you think Juwita's reason is this if not for being tired?
"How come I hug you now, you're still tired?"
Juwita turned her head, releasing her hand from Adji's check. "Jagain children" he said as a clear answer.
He no longer wants to open up opportunities. His soul was already too tired and to be honest the thing inside there, the thing called the heart or the heart, was already torn to shreds.
But just a moment after that Adji pulled her, clutching Juwita so tightly as if tomorrow was a lie.
"You're the heart of a child" murmured Adji. "Where do I take care of the kids if you can't?"
"Mas, I'm tired. I'm tired." Juwita pressed her chest firmly. "I'm tired" he said repeatedly because it felt like no one understood. "I'm tired, Mas. I'm tired."
Adji looked into Juwita's eyes deeply. "When do you say you can't be tired?"
"Adji—"
"Who, Juwita, who? Who really gives the rules in this house if you, Juwita, the mother of children can not be tired? Wh who? Who's gonna stop you from getting tired?"
Juwita .. can't reply.
"I've been disobeying? Once, maybe a fad, Mas said you don't get tired of taking care of everything. Ever been?"
Juwita slowly shook her head. Suddenly the woman crouched down, covering her own face to cry.
"But the children ...."
Adji knelt down, re-hugging Juwita whose body was shivering with tears.
When Juwita's cry turned into a roar of grief, Adji at least breathed a sigh of relief.
Goody. He really should rest. Including from holding everything.
"Mas is here." Adji accepted all his fatigue even though he was tired. "Mas is here. Shouts are fast."
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"You want what the hell, Bang? What do you want?" Banyu immediately approached Abhimanyu after making sure the three younger sisters were accepted by their grandmother, without explanation.
But it seems like they already understand that's not a good reason Juwita's children came without their mother's father.
"Lo inget, every time Juwita wants to leave the house, the ales are always lo," said Banyu. "Always elo. Not anyone but elo. Always."
Abhimanyu was silent.
"Lo what do you want, Abhimanyu?" Banyu stood in front of him, staring straight at the eyes of someone who did not seem to be Banyu's brother anymore. "Lo really felt that the misahin Papa from Juwita made you have a chance. Honestly with me. Do you really think that?"
Abhimanyu was silent, but slowly shook his head.
No. gabe. Not thinking at all about him.
Abhimanyu knew that even if Juwita and Papa divorced ..Even if Abhimanyu became the last man in the world to marry her, Juwita would commit suicide.
"Gue instead of mau—"
"Lo want cake do not want cake, if you still do the same you want!" tukas Banyu fed up.
It's not like he doesn't feel tired Juwita now. It all feels like hell.
"Lo understand how much, dog? Don't count on me if you don't care, but you don't see Cetta? You don't see Juwita's children, adek lo on the geliatin? You really want to tell them what story, huh? Lo want to tell you very dear to Juwita so you want to make her divorce from Papa, bokap lo, even lo can not marry her later. Is that?"
"What do I need to do?!" Abhimanyu finally returned the scream. "How do you keep my ngarepin?! You are free to do anything, you like it but I am not?! Lo free to sleep with your girl in her faculty lab until coming home from the mallem yesterday but I can't like the girl I want! What do you mean?!"
"You are that loving," someone's voice suddenly chimed in, forcing the two to turn away, "don't you think you're giving him up?"
Bima leaned on Banyu's car, lit a match to burn the tip of his cigarette.
"Lo seems to love so much like Juwita, Bi. Don't think the same you can't let him not be tormented? Or even more love if Juwita hysterical? Lo fetish, maybe?"
Abhimanyu was stifled.
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