Married Three Breeding Widow
50. Who Is Important?
The next morning, Juwita opens the door to the children's room to wake them up, but is shocked to find Abhimanyu fishing for a uniform.
Lah, is this a dream? This feeling the child always runs off in the morning even if last night a meteor fell beside the house.
"Let's go in the afternoon. All I picked up at school," said Juwita, about Sandy Purnawirawan who wanted Abhimanyu to meet.
But without waiting for him to answer, Juwita passed.
"Wake up your adek."
Actually Juwita has forgiven him, and only thought advising not to be too selfish. Just, can you dong if Juwita is acting a little cold?
Let him know that he offends others he has to take responsibility.
"Sister!"
Cetta who just woke up immediately ran over to Juwita in the kitchen.
"You take a shower first."
"Aren't you crying?"
"Gaaak. Doang vocal test yesterday. There, sana. Shower is clean."
The atmosphere of breakfast this time was calm, although Juwita was heavy why Abhimanyu did not go running in the morning. Don't tell me he's taking the genie?
"You want to go to Mom? My anter?"
Juwita. "Help your own car if you can. You'll pick up Abi."
His father called a glance, but then nodded, handing the other car keys into Juwita's hands. "Be careful. If there's anything direct on the phone."
Adji kissed Juwita and Cetta on the forehead before leaving, not asking Abhimanyu or Banyu to talk at all.
The eyes of the two children could clearly see the distance between Juwita and Adji was already trimmed down.
While on the bus to school, Banyu asked his brother a question.
"Kalo Juwita has children, about Papa still care about us?"
Abhimanyu just kept quiet, lived his day as usual, pretending not to be bothered with anything Juwita and Adji showed.
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Late afternoon as promised, Juwita went to pick Abhimanyu up to school to go together to the stadium where her acquaintance volleyball athletes were training.
On the way they were still quiet, and only Cetta was babbling here and there.
When it was almost to their destination stadium, Juwita stopped the car, not accidentally seeing a scavenger child carrying a sack that was almost more than the child's body.
Maybe he's still at Cetta's age.
Cetta immediately raised her head. "Where?"
"That's the one with the sack."
Abhimanyu raised an eyebrow not understanding.
"Kok hero? It's a beggar, brother."
"Congormu, Boy. Mangosteen sacks are so called beggars. That's it work, kid. Work."
Juwita opened the door after taking some money in her wallet.
"Here, acquaintance used to be the same as a real male candidate. Let you be a man too."
Cetta is down, while Abhimanyu is just sitting in the car watching.
The boy's eyes watched Juwita crouch beside the scavenger boy, apparently talking something while rubbing Cetta's head.
When Abhimanyu thought he was just giving money, Juwita suddenly helped him take off Cetta's shoes, and put them on the boy's feet.
Clearly Abhimanyu was astonished. Why would he do that? The money he gave me seemed like a lot. Some red money.
That should be enough.
Moreover, the time back, because Cetta does not wear shoes anymore, automatically he must be carried.
"Lo why all the while? Money is enough."
Juwita looked at Abhimanyu with a look of disgust. That's a vow to make Abhimanyu angry.
"Children who know it well, can be free to spare time for hobbies because they do not think tomorrow should eat what," said Juwita coldly, "doesn't have to be useful for loving others, right?"
"What?"
"So you're good, dad. Wiggling people just from your point of view is, well, so-so."
Abhimanyu. "Bacot lo, anj. You also marry me when I make money!"
"Yamaya it's not me who thank God lucky dapet this rich widower must also share so that my neighbor out there knows what it feels like to be helped?" reply Juwita cynical.
"...."
"What is important to you besides yourself?"
Abhimanyu could not retaliate.
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