My Husband is a Widower
Real Stories 13

STOP PLAGIARISM, APPRECIATE MY HARD WORK ALSO MY FAMILY AS THE OWNER OF THE STORY.

"Thank you for being my wife, Mother to Aulia and loving her sincerely. I don't know what else to say but thank you to you," sincerely Dimas hugged his wife while gently rubbing the hair of the woman was already in a hug.

"Mas, no need to thank you. It's all my duty as Mother, after all I also love Mas the same Aulia," replied Rena no less sincere, accidentally expressed her own heart.

Feeling surprised and happy to hear the words of his wife, Dimas tightened his arms.The man who was able to love Rena little by little did not expect if Rena loved him, regardless of when. But there was something else in his heart, something he could not say.

"Sorry," Inner Dimas.

"I'm down first, Mas. Want to help Auntie make dinner," said Rena release a slow hug.

Getting a nod of her head from her husband, Rena exits her daughter's all-pink room and heads to the kitchen to help with everything that needs to be prepared. Dimas sat on the edge of the bed staring blankly ahead.

"I have to tell Rena everything right away, it wouldn't be good if I lied to her. Yes, I have to say everything this hi." Inner Dimas reassured himself.

He himself did not believe what had been done to Rena just now, but making sincere words of happiness made him jerked about an honesty to be expressed. However, the sincerity of Rena must not continue to get lies and be ready to accept all the consequences ahead.

While in the kitchen, Rena was a little dreamy imagining what had happened earlier. His heart felt uneasy about a word being thrown out accidentally. A feeling of being harbored from the beginning met, never expected he would say first which was obviously very embarrassing.

A little fear also graced the inner Rena, considering the words of Dimas who was still not able to open the heart. rena fear if until her husband was angry or even left when he knew all the feelings expressed. rena never wanted to be separated from Dimas even though she had to wait for the love to be given.

Anxiety was felt to make him daydream with his hands still stirring vegetables. Accidentally holding the handle of the pot was splashed with hot water from the other hand, he did stir and then lift the vegetable spoon to flush his own hand.

"Au," cried Rena surprised at the heat in the left hand.

"Mom, are you okay?" tanya Bi Ijah was worried.

"Engga, Bi. Just hot water, nothing serious." Rena replied imposing a wide smile, walking towards the sink to pour her hand.

"I get you some medicine first," said Bi Ijah quickly, heading towards the medicine box near the stairs.

"Think about it, Bi. Let me go, Auntie, cook up?" prevent Rena with very red hands.

"Alright, Mom. Then you better take a break, let me finish it all." Bi Ijah obeyed the wishes of his master.

"The same, Mom. It's my responsibility" Bi Ijah said politely.

Rena went to leave the kitchen to take the medicine to endlessly blow her hot hands off as well. Unwittingly, her husband had climbed the stairs to go down wanted to go to work, but stopped when looking to the side of the stairs.

"Why you?" tanya Dimas approached with a worried face.

"What the hell, Mom." Rena widened her smile with her hands held by her husband.

"What what what what?@! your hands are blistered like gini!" firmly Dimas stared towards the extremely red hand.

Leading his wife to sit down, Dimas brought the burn ointment that was picked up by the rena in a medicine box. Slowly while blowing non-stop, Dimas applied the medicine using a cutton bud which he also grabbed earlier. A look of happiness in Rena's face found her husband looking attentive to her.

"Udah, Mom. I don't know what, if playing in the kitchen is natural dong got burned like gini, so Mads don't need to worry." Rena spoke softly, looking at the worry in the eyes of the husband without stopping to blow his wound.

"Heart dong, fortunately only hands. How are all your bodies?!" firmly Dimas stared intently at the wife instead giving her a smile.

"Now wait here and sit still, I'll turn over the medicine first!" firmly back Dimas, walk towards the P3K box near the stairs.

Put the medicine back in place, to make it easier to find when needed. Dimas went back to the sofa where his wife was sitting, and began to sit beside him grabbing hands to put on his lap. Remot next to her sit-down temp, grabbed Dimas and started turning on the TV looking for her favorite sports channel.

"Yes, shame on Auntie." Rena asked softly at the man staring at the TV.

"That's right, I'm sitting here watching TV." Dimas spoke without turning his head, pulling back the hand about to be lowered from the lap.

Rena resigned to the treatment of her husband who focuses on TV, she sat leaning back to let her hand be id on her husband's lap while enjoying the TV show. Indeed Rena marasa awkward, afraid if up to the housekeeper or Sister and sister-in-law see later.

It seems honesty to say Dimas would not be possible to express today, given the condition of Rena. He had to wait again until everything could be clearly revealed without a lie, like what someone said elsewhere?

Although the number can no longer be reached, Dimas always tells everything even though he does not know when the message will enter. He said that he could love Rena and would carry out his duties as a husband in general.

Dimas knows very well if the story to share will probably be very hurtful, but nevertheless in every relationship does require honesty in it. After all, someone who wants to have it first, is strong enough to accept everything in life and show joy every time without wanting anyone to know what the feelings in his heart are.

Only the mother is able to understand the woman inside out, she often tells about many things but not completely when she feels sad. He does not want others to think of himself more, and chooses to bear his own sorrow and the hurt of the heart may be felt because of a situation.