Married Three Breeding Widow
81. Mother and Son of Stepdaughter
Fucking women.
Ajeng almost slammed his cellphone to see the photos sent Juwita. It is clear without needing to be asked that Mbak Uni was not successful.
Huh, you idiot. Doing small work cannot.
Ya bodo amat sih dia berhasil tidak berhasil. Memang gunanya itu, kan? Kalau berguna dipakai, tidak berguna ya dibuang.
Ajeng also hears Nana 'disappear'. Her number could not be reached, most likely due to Adji's actions.
There must be new material. Adji's children are all being watched, including the families he deems important.
There must be something. A crack that can crack.
A little thing Adji wouldn't have guessed.
Gap .... Hmmm, slit, yeah?
The forbidden relationship of stepchildren and stepmothers can be a gap, right? Because obviously Juwita wouldn't dwell if Adji knew about it.
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"Soner."
Juwita is addicted to calling her stepson so, let alone when they compact turned three.
And funny for Juwita as she spread her arms, Cetta came straight, followed by Abhimanyu and Banyu by her side.
"I heard the game in Asgard is over. Who's the first volleyball champion?" ask Abhimanyu.
They all lately busy taking care of Juwita until it feels like each of them forgets their own lives. Especially Abhimanyu. He's just going to school and then to the hospital, not training as usual.
Juwita is a bit worried that his achievements are declining, but after moving he will meet an extraordinary team like himself.
"I've talked to Papa, next semester you just change schools. Sandy also recommended school for you."
But Abhimanyu instead said, "Not to take care of my school. Your own business first."
"No way, my boy. I'm here to take care of you."
Juwita patted her side, so they could sit down. Banyu was on the right side while Abhimanyu was on the left side, and Cetta was sitting on his lap.
"I'm so fond of you guys. Attention to me. But school is number one. Banyu, science competitions must be focused. Abhimanyu also volleyball competition tetep must be number one. It's a national game, right? Make yourself proud, make Papa proud, Mama equals me. Okay?"
"Let Brother Cepet go home?" Cetta kissed her lips. "Dear Brother."
Juwita chuckles. Reply kissing Cetta's forehead, and invite them to have a casual chat.
Her stepmother's pale face still looked beautiful whenever she laughed.
The way he spoke was also calmer and softer, hearing Banyu talk about how he prepared to take part in a national science competition in a few months.
"But I haven't been in a school race in my whole life."
Juwita patted Abhimanyu's hand without knowing it was stinging.
"Kayak, I always participate in many activities but the race never. Just been an attendant of the flag at the seventeen-August ceremony."
Abhimanyu did not listen, because Juwita unconsciously continued to hold the back of his hand.
That's not special, because Juwita also did it to Banyu. But it made Abhimanyu so silent, staring at their hands.
"What school time?"
"I never knew what it was like to rank three." Juwita smiled at Banyu. "Not one means two. If I'm ranked second, it must be because two weeks before the exam I still often play the same game."
"So Brother pinter?"
"Yes dong. What's the ranking, hm?"
"Abang Banyu yesterday ranked fourth."
Banyu immediately glared, closing Cetta's mouth. But Juwita laughed loosely, mocking despite soon apologizing and saying she was just joking.
Laughing, Cetta accidentally pulls Juwita's hair.
"God."
Abhimanyu only spontaneously grabbed Juwita's face, peering back to confirm her wound.
"What's pa-pa?" ask her slowly, worried if she is in pain.
"You're overreacting like your father. No pa-pa, Abi." Juwita responded casually, not clipping Abhimanyu's hand on his cheek even though there was no need to check again.
Perhaps for Juwita, Abhimanyu held her face the same as Cetta held her face.
But Banyu is different. Aware when his brother's hand was a little too long, the boy brushed aside softly.
"Udah, you just sleep." Banyu pushed Juwita to lie down. "Rest."
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