Married Three Breeding Widow

Married Three Breeding Widow
Will Always Choose Him

"You're good with brother, huh? I'm going first."


Adji just silently watched Juwita say goodbye to her children. What if she's full time as a housewife. Even Banyu said if Juwita is not seen at home, then it must be questioned whether they moved the world or entered the wrong house because it is very rare Juwita out.


The atmosphere of the house is a bit less good since the departure of Abhimanyu. Especially for the mental children who still keep asking when Abhimanyu come home. Therefore Adji thought of changing the atmosphere.


"Cetta didn't get out of the room from yesterday" Juwita said as soon as she got into the car. "Yuni also wants to sleep with Cetta. Don't want to be the same as me."


"They are the same as Abhimanyu from birth. It takes time to adapt."


Juwita nodded, not replying anymore. Adji's car continues to run through the streets of the city, speeding quite casually to enjoy the time.


"Mas," called Juwita after a long silence.


"Hm?"


"I feel like you have a mind."


Sure oes. That's a hard thought Adji has to control. The more and more Adji thought about it, the more he realized that their relationship was not based on sincerity.


Of course in it there is a lot of sincerity.


Adji loves her, Juwita loves Adji anyway and they raise children together, including Adji's son from his previous wife.


But ... Why does it feel so far away?


"Jewith."


"Yes?"


"If you had a choice for another life, would you choose?"


"Optional?" Juwita tilted her face. "I'll always choose you even if there's a choice."


"But what if there is a choice to not choose Mas at all?"


".... I—"


"Jawab later, please." Adji glimpsed. "not now. Mind well first."


Juwita felt it was a bit abnormal but she nodded, thinking about it carefully. The question is also very philosophical. It was as if there was an answer from just the words 'yes' and 'no'.


As long as Juwita thought the car kept on going until they finally arrived in front of the gate of a residence. Juwita frowned as soon as the gate opened and Adji's car drove back through the vast meadow that was the 'yard' of the house.


"Mas, don't tell me you want to buy this? This isn't the president's house, is it?"


Adji laughed a little. "There are still many more luxurious. Just choose this because the page is wide. The kids can play."


Juwita gulps. "Cetta's old man was released here with kids, too, Mas, geez."


"Liat-liat first."


I think the land for the yard is wider than the land for the house.


Juwita stepped on the neatly trimmed grass. Approaching an old tree that was on one of its branches hanging on a swing. The woman sat there, closing her eyes as she swung.


So focused on the swing, Juwita did not notice Adji was looking at him closely.


Well-favoured. His wife is a beautiful woman. Not very pretty, to be honest, because there are still many more beautiful. But looking at Juwita felt different. As she smiled, as she closed her eyes softly, Adji felt an incredible calmness in her soul.


Abhimanyu might be hooked on that. Because if you think about it with logic, are not all the women he collected and made the impingement could have been more beautiful than Juwita? Even so his eyes were fixed on Juwita.


It was as if only Juwita was a woman in this world.


"Have you thought?" tanya Adji in the middle of his activity looked at the wife. "An answer to that question."


Juwita opened her closed eyes.


"If there is a choice, that hurts no one including Mas, children, children, or whoever you are worried about will hurt—no one will suffer including yourself if you choose to go to another life, another partner, other children, others, you want to choose?"


Juwita is a gentle woman until sometimes she injures herself for the sake of it. So if for example he could remain her, not hurt anyone but could choose something else, would he leave?


Didn't choose Adji and all the trouble he's had in Adji's life?


"You're too overthinking, Mom." Juwita got up, pulled Adji's arm to get closer and then sat down again on the swing.


The woman looked up, looking at the face of Adji who was focused on looking at her.


"The only thing I don't want to regret in this world is you. Who is luckier than me? Have a husband who is willing to ask me what aja— even though well, you are a bit too pendiem—have a stepson who is very dear to me and has a child who is dear to you all."


"...."


"Just because people hate me, just because they say I don't pantes, doesn't mean it makes me happy just as you guys are lacking."


"...."


"If there was another choice, Mom, I'd pick you again that's hard."


Adji's lips won't smile. The man leaned over, grabbed Juwita's face to kiss her.


"Thank you, sweetie." Adji kissed his forehead and smiled. "You always make the world feel good."


Being allowed with her, being fated with her is probably one of the best gifts Adji has ever received from God.


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maybe because the author is busy too, even though you want to make super romantic scenes and waw-waw even stuck itself. sometime if the author has thought maybe will nambukin but if not, then, we part here and get ready for Abhimanyu.


thanks for all the readers so far, nemenin author dive into juwita. although not one hundred percent satisfying because of course this work is a lot of shortcomings, thank you for still want to read.


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