My Young Widow
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Mother threw her body onto the soft sofa of the main building, she shouldn't have come here in the morning because that mature scene would have left her eyes injured.

Mother's ghost is a pervert!

Huh, he should remember the words Girl, again he feels his age is not young anymore or maybe Andra just likes it arbitrarily.

True this is his house, but do not make people shocked by kissing on public land, anyone can go to the kitchen Girl, if you want to kiss in the room only.

"Honey, I'm down first, I'm meeting Tika. You're on the hunt in work clothes!" said the girl while holding her beautiful baby.

"Where is my son going to be taken?" Andra poked out with foamy hair.

"Bottom with his grandmother, later in the afternoon so man you take us to mama's house?" The girl reconfirmed, the problem is that the widower had not brought Tika to the house of his parents, precisely the parents of the girl who was close to Tika, while the Andra family was still restricted.

Andra said there was no grudge and heartache, just that the flash of the past made Andra reluctant to linger in the house, she became hurt herself.

Andra just nodded, she took her body back to the shower, imagining her son would be held by Gana and others, fia rungsing herself.

Tika, Papa does not want if you know Papa is sad there, there is a wound that Papa himself is difficult to heal.

Being the youngest child and envious brother is not easy for Andra, especially since the case of Lisa whose parents did not even defend her at that time. Andra knew she didn't deserve to keep getting hurt just that she remembered and it hurt.

"Helen, I work, I'll have Tika ready with you. I'm picking up Helen." Andra hugs the waist of a girl who is busy in the kitchen while her son is with his mother.

"Yes, I will prepare all the needs of Tika. Do you want us to stay or not?"

Andra's face turned grim, The girl knew the man would not linger.

"We just bring diapers, yes, "break it up.

***

At exactly 5 pm, the three of them arrived at the main house, Andra's parents were waiting for him, as well as Andra's grandfather and brother who were still single.

"His name is Swastika Anata Andra, why is there no girl name?" mama asked the girl who immediately chuckled glanced at Andra.

The girl replied, but that was her husband's answer.

"Girl's husband says I'm second to none, Ma. So, Tika will also be second to none, just use her name so that people know that Tika is his son, who wants to deal with Tika must face him, so!" clear Girl.

Mama gaping before finally bringing a knot of laughter, indeed her son this one is a little different, even the clan in this family does not wear Andra, he created a new generation.

But, come on, if no one gives in, then all will not go well.

The woman approached her son, who had not been visiting for a long time, rubbed Andra's back.

"Your incandescent miss, Ndra."

Andra. "Did Mama have time for that?"

"There's dong, here!"

Seizing the heart of a child who has been hurt is not easy, although they are both at peace with reality, at this time Andra and mama just need time to get back closer, both of them are equally longing, just looking for who wants to go first.

"If you don't want to stay in this house, Mama can stay in your house, Ndra, hem? Mama also wants to love Tika," pinta woman.

"Yes, but Mama must be sincere, don't bandingin Tika same brother Hikam or others, Andra does not like that!" answer Andra.

Mama put on a smile, it was her fault first, she won't repeat it again.

"Thank you, Ndra. My mother loves you" she said.

Andra nodded, deep down the same heart, very dear to her mother.