My Beloved Perjaka
Otw is a widow.

"This is really your house, Bi?" ask him after arriving in front of the fence of a simple two-story house.

"Why should I lie, Auntie?" he grabbed her while putting her phone in a bag.

I grimaced while watching the courtyard of his house well maintained, such as the hands of reliable women in his care, many ornamental plants in the garden behind the fence.

"Yes-yes, why should Abhimanyu lie yes, Abi is an honest child." I replied with a breath.

In part why I doubt Abhimanyu anyway, it's a sign that I don't easily believe. Huft. Abhimanyu later thought I was a grown-up who stole a lot of it. But that's natural, the more mature a person is the more he thinks. This perspective that Abhimanyu has not yet understood. Maybe Abhimanyu was his son too. Agrh, tau ah.

Abhimanyu took off his seat belt and pushed the car door. He came out breathing. I also rushed out and looked around.

I must remember this house well. Let's get here again.

Abhimanyu bent down to open the lock of the turnstile.

"There's your parents, Bi?" tanyaku parallels Abhimanyu's limped steps to the porch of the house. I have to explain everything if this handsome boy falls for me.

"There's mom." Abhimanyu pressed the doorbell.

Ting-tong-ting-tong.

I smiled, waiting for a few minutes for a female voice to be heard from inside the house. The door slowly stretched out until I could see his handsome mother who was surprised to see her son hurt.

"Kok–oh, why are you bleeding like this?" asked his mother while crouching, confirming the wound on his son's knee carefully.

Unconsciously my heart warms, maybe if I have a baby later, I will also be worried that when my son falls.

"Fall, Ma. This is Auntie Oreng almost hit me." replied Abhimanyu as he nudged my arm with his elbow.

I'm appalled. Abhimanyu's mother immediately stood up, looking at me with a researching gaze.

I smiled awkwardly as I extended my hand to shake hands.

"I'm Bella Ellis, Auntie. I'm sorry this son is wretched because of me. I just happened to be dizzy this morning. So look." I said, clenching my hands, not daring to say just finished drunk. Could be later rejected as his son's friend again, will be sad.

His mother loved me well. He smiled understandably. His eyes look soft when he looks at me.

"Luckily it's just a blister, if it breaks a bone, well I'm sad not playing this" he said in a joking tone.

I became grimacing. Fortunately only abrasions, if it breaks a bone, I can stay at Abhimanyu's house to take care of him, keep him until healed. It was perfect when I was Sisca.

"Luckily just blisters, Auntie. Good thing." I replied while picking up the business card and pouch with the standard P3K that I carried in my tote bag.

"The new Abhimanyu motor in Aunty workshop, keep this standard P3K for Abi's wound. For school pants later I send via online ojek yes, but what size?" I asked while looking at Abhimanyu pants but still could not guess what size alone.

I was surprised when a soft touch docked in my arm seemed to wake me up that it didn't matter.

"No need to deck, Abhimanyu has graduated High School. Three fingers were left at school."

Oh, I immediately looked at Abhimanyu quickly. I'm happy to hear that because it feels like graduating from High School is really fun. Completely already the level of basic education and past welcomes the college full of struggle and freedom.

"Later Auntie bought you a present, okay."

I chuckled in a discordant tone, "Sorry, Auntie. Sorry, Abi. Release, it's gone one day it's so festive this life of mine."

I took Abhimanyu's hand off, though,

Abhimanyu rubbed his arms on his back. Damn, he's as disgusted as I touch him. Or am I a fucking auntie?

"No need to bother, deck. Enough Abhimanyu's motorbike was immediately repaired it's my son's only means of transportation."

"Ready." I took one step back, then saluted the two strangers I wished to be friends with.

"Once I'm sorry, Aunt, Abi. I'm ready to be Abhimanyu's personal driver if Abi or Auntie wants to get out of the house." I sincerely bargained.

Abhimanyu crossed his index finger on his forehead while turning around. Get inside the house.

Oh my God, he said I was crazy. That's a fucking brat. Not polite with aunt. Watch out for you, Abi, quality you later! Huh.

I grimaced. "It was a good offer, aunty, I happened to be fired by the papi, uh Narendra boss, so I had a lack of work" I told Abhimanyu's mother who still smiled strangely at me.

"Already, deck. No need to bother, a lot of kok ojek that pass through this area. So Bella's adek went home, Abhimanyu was just a scuff."

Hehehe, I nodded. It is hard for me to leave Abhimanyu's house when God, I still want to play here at least it can make me avoid summons from the court of the religious country.

"I'm sorry Auntie, that's my business card. Can be contacted at any time if Abhimanyu why-why. I'm guilty of being so bad that I don't take responsibility" I said including a smile that looks more like a grin.

"Well, I keep the card. Thank you, adek Bella for bringing Abhimanyu home."

Aunt Bella? Unfortunately, this skin treatment was able to reduce the amount of age seen on my face. I nodded, enough dealing with Abhimanyu today. I said goodbye and went to the Ellisa Skin and Aesthetic Clinic. Where I make money and profit.

"Mrs Bella, just arrived?" exclaim my personal assistant at the office. Alexa Liu, the Chinese-Javanese girl who had been my assistant at this beauty clinic during my heyday, was with Papi Narendra.

I put on the doctor's white coat and nodded.

"Did papi Narendra come here, Liu?" my many. I wonder how determined papi's heart is to part with me.

"Not papi, but his adjutant."

Basic office busy, can't do anything to meet me first and then talk well.

I exhaled a tired breath. I'm hungry, and receiving this divorce papers is draining all my energy.

"Such a pussy came, papi must have bribed itih, it is impossible just last night signature this morning already nongol here." I threw away the brown envelope Alexa Liu gave me after finding out the date of her divorce hearing.

The day after tomorrow, I was completely knocked down by the hammer and my status was completely turned into a widow.

Widows are more seductive, of course. Surely it's. Yep!

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