Married to Janda Kembang
Girl or Widow?

“Halo Mr. Marcel, we would like to inform you about the woman who came with Mr. earlier, to our restaurant. She left behind a fifteen million dress, and a ring for three million rupiahs, to pay the reservation bill, at the wrong table,” she said, making Marcel sigh with a flat face.

“Ceritain how it started!” tell Marcel, who doesn't really want to care about it, but his curiosity haunts him.

“So gini, Mr. Marcel. The lady mentioned the wrong table number. He mentioned the number 9 while Mr. Marcel ordered the number 10 table. As a result, I explained the unpaid bill to the occupant of table number 9. After checking back, it was true that Miss was the one who mispronounced the table number, so I thought she had not paid the bill. He does not let us give explanations, always cutting our words. I was confused to explain what it was like to him,” he explained, making Marcel sigh even more with length.

“OK, I'm going there now,” said Marcel, who immediately terminated their phone connection.

Marcel got out of his car, making Melati confused to see him leave.

“Pak Marcel where to go?” he murmured, wondering what Marcel would do inside the restaurant.

After waiting for a while, Marcel came up with a dress that Melati had made a guarantee. Marcel got into the car, then closed the door again. He put the dress on Melati's thigh, without looking at Melati.

Feeling confused, Melati also looked confused towards Marcel, “Lho, what does this mean, sir? Why behind again?” tanyakanya.

“Udah I paid when booking. Why are you paying again? Bayarin's next table, anyway! A lot of money,” grumbled Marcel, making Melati snort to hear it.

“Kok payin next table, anyway?” he asked in a daze, because he did not understand the intention Marcel said.

“Yes yes! Lo said table number 9, whereas we're table number 10.”

Melati patted her forehead, so not to be familiar with it.

“Lho, pantesan aja eat so doang up to 18 million!” his mutter was very confused by the bill that was billed to him.

Marcel just looked flat at him, then accidentally looked towards the dining hostel that Melati was holding in her hand.

“That's why brought her eating hostel?” marcel asked curiously, Melati looked at the dining hostel in her hand, then looked back at Marcel with a smile of her grin.

“So it's a pity if suppose the food is not eaten. So, I brought the fish to feed the street cat,” replied Melati very innocently, making Marcel gaping to hear it.

“Lo want to feed street cats with salmon?!” asked Marcel who was surprised, immediately made Melati pause for a moment to hear Marcel's question that sounded very incredulous.

Melati looked at him confusedly, “Lho, why is it, sir? After that I want to bring a salad, afraid of street cats do not like. All I know is that street cats love fish, so I brought the fish on the plate,” he said, making Marcel pat his forehead quite hard.

“Yes but not salmon as well, Jasmine ...” Marcel whined before Melati, making Melati bewildered to see her expression like that.

“I only know fish, Sir. The important fish,” said Melati, who does not want to lose with Marcel.

Since Marcel did not want to fuss over the matter, he let out a long sigh and immediately prepared to leave from there. He started the engine, and immediately drove the car.

“Safety belt will use by myself, or I use?” asked cynically Marcel, making Melati immediately hold his chest because she was embarrassed to hear Marcel's words.

“Use yourself!” said Melati firmly, who then immediately wear available seat belts.

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They have arrived at Melati's residence. Marcel removed his seatbelt, along with Melati who also removed his seatbelt as well.

Marcel looked towards Melati cynically, “Don't go down first! I open the door for you!” snapped, who absolutely did not want the incident at the restaurant to repeat itself.

Melati gave a small nod, because she also did not want to feel embarrassed anymore because her head was hit with Marcel's head earlier.

Marcel got out of the car, and immediately opened the door for Melati. There, there was already Mother and Father Melati, who had been waiting for their arrival back home.

“Look home, Mom!” whispered the Father, who was very happy to see Melati who had arrived at his home.

“Yes, transfer again by car!” mumbling Mother, who was feeling very happy with Marcel who had what Melati's ex-husband did not have before.

Melati and Marcel were now in front of them, with Melati being extremely embarrassed.

“Mel, finally go home too,” said Mr, who was very happy when he saw Melati and Marcel return to their home.

“I'm sorry if it's too late, sir, Mom,” said Marcel, who was really very low before them, but it wasn't night at all. They just don't make dinner, so it saves you a few hours.

“It's not night yet, son Marcel. It's still 8 o'clock still afternoon if the people say the village here,” denied Mother, which made Marcel smile to hear it.

“Good girls come home too late, Mom,” said Marcel who was eager to impress them, but instead made them snort in shock at his words like that.

Melati was confused, with what she should have said. He has not told Marcel that he is a widow at this time.

‘Where, here? Where's the girl from? I married 5 years to Mas Martin, and now I am a widow!’ inner Melati, who felt very awkward hearing Marcel say that in front of her parents.

Melati's parents were suddenly confused, with what they had to say to Marcel. They are afraid, Melati has not told about her status as a widow, so maybe later it will destroy their relationship, if there is indeed a misunderstanding here.

‘Diem aja, deh. Rather than how later,’ Inner Mother, who this time prefers to be quiet.

Marcel said goodbye to go home, making Melati's parents immediately approached Melati.

“Mel, that's how the story is you can be called a girl?” asked Mother, who was curious about Melati's answer.

Not only Mother, even the Father also stood in front of Melati, “Iya, what does that mean? You didn't tell me you were a widow?” asked the Father, making Melati feel confused to answer them.

“Duh ... Melati want to rest aja deh,” said Melati who felt dizzy to hear the ravings of her parents, then left her parents.

They looked at each other, feeling very confused about the actual situation that happened between Melati and Marcel.

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