Marrying the Virgin Widow (Senandung Dawn)
part 101's

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Dawn that just remembered if there was Bubu in his room could only throw a rough breath, so there was no sound he forgot if there was a third person between the two of them in the room.

"So?" tanya Dawn still hopes that Shena will serve her.

"Get in again, later in the same bite Bubu," he refused who again woke up from his bed.

Shena who was still breathing began a little better even though her stomach still felt bad, but after that nausea she did not feel anymore, he did not feel anymore,

"Eating up, we go home, yes" asked Fajar who was not answered by his wife.

"Why? Aa's work is done" asked Shena.

Dawn just smiled, if it was like this, it felt unfocused also to work even though Shena was in plain sight.

"I'm fine, Aa if you want to eat, eat, I want to eat, I'm cool, yes" said Shena.

The woman's face was instantly pale with the hands of the nails[[the pineapple when Dawn held, so not waiting for lunch instead they went straight home to the main house.

Again, they became the center when they came out of the PresDir room, all eyes were on the couple even though the Tiger child was now carried by a real handler.

"But I'm Laper A'" said Shena when she got in the car that was now ready to run.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Fajar because the meal that was not touched the same time just because of the Mie thing.

"What yes, don't know either. But, I haven't eaten chicken flour in a long time, would you mind?" ask Shena.

"Of course, hon. We'll stop by at the ready-to-eat restaurant then, but there's a condition" Pinta Fajar.

"What?" with eyebrows that look at each other, she asked again because only this time her husband asked for a condition even though he only asked for chicken flour.

"Enough we go down and go in, Bubu leave it here," replied Fajar who from the sort of his eyes did not want any objection, although a little annoying and stubborn Shena was still a submissive wife.

Likewise with the father who only exchanged news over the phone, the middle-aged man was now much better with his new business of buying and selling livestock which of course was all capital from the son-in-law, there is nothing you can do at this time because he is struggling to escape from his bad habits of gambling and drinking, because to snatch or steal he already has his own income which is very much more than enough if only to fill his own stomach.

No matter how happy a child is in his new place there must be a day where he misses the house and its inhabitants, that is also what he feels, but he never wanted to be part of the husband because there is still a sense of reluctance and shame if he remembered where his origin even though the problem was never revealed at all.

"Darling, are you daydreaming?" asked Fajar who then kissed Shenba's head.

"No, it's just on them."

"Well tumben, is there anything you think?" ask Dawn again.

Shena just shook her head, because no one understood what it was like to be a child who lived in or away from parents unless that person felt it, and Dawn who has a full and warm family can only be a good listener because to understand how his race he will not be able to, because to imagine it he just can not and is ready.

The brief chat stopped shortly after the luxury car they were riding in

Also entered the parking area of the ready-to-eat restaurant.

And like the deal at the beginning, only Fajar and Shena were down for the delayed lunch, they would order a meal for Mr. Iwan and the driver waiting in the car, somehow the man felt behind the wheel because what Fajar saw once in a while he continued to wipe his sweat when the car AC was quite cold, no need to ask, no need to ask, because of course you already know the reason why the driver behaves like that during the journey from leaving until now to the restaurant.

Because it's past the real lunch hour,of course right it is not too crowded visitors so the couple can choose a table that they think is comfortable to fill the stomach that has been thrashed requested in the contents.

"You want a chest, wings or thighs?" ask Fajar sebeum he ordered a meal that was not only for the two of them.

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Shena wants her head, but her chicken eyes are A'....