The Boy for the Widow
Asian Cuisine ...

During the day in Berlin, Lyra was still resting in her apartment bedroom bed, after getting an examination from Dr. Teddy about the condition of her pregnancy.

His whole life, only this time he felt the earth as it swirled, and nausea that was very unpleasant for the body of a woman who was four.

Three lives he must survive, in order to get offspring from a young man named Zulmaeta.

Lyra searched for the existence of her cellphone, which she had not found since, because there was no power to sit even for a moment.

After Dr. Teddy's departure from their apartment, Zul goes into the room to accompany his wife. The handsome face was more radiant after knowing his wife contained three hearts.

"Eeeh I thought you were sleeping, baby? Why not sleep?" ask Zul who will kiss the top of his wife's head.

Lyra held Zul's body from approaching, she still ruffled the nightstand drawer next to her, talked to herself and ignored her beloved husband.

Zul gave his wife a flat phone, without speaking, but smiling. 

Lyra let out a long sigh, "Thank God, I think Kesy brought along. Did someone call yah hun?"

Zul nodded, he chose to sit on the edge of the bed. Gently rubbed his wife's back, "Zee your secretary called. He said he wanted to go to Italy and Switzerland. But I hold first, because your condition does not allow for service out of town. It's nothing, right?" tanyakanya.

Lyra nodded, "Yes, I don't want to come too, because it's just a seminar, a representative meeting. Said Temen I many Indo people, and can enjoy Asian food. I want fried sambel hun ... Mama Eni's. It was delicious ..."

Zul just smiled, "So why didn't he say? Later Mama can send it here, Kesy just talk to Papa. I think Mama has a guest again" he explained.

Lyra leaned her head against Zul's sturdy shoulder, "You're glad I'm not pregnant, hun?"

Zul turned towards Lyra, laughing mockingly, "If I'm not happy, maybe I'm already in the hospital and handling my student outside. Why am I at home, you work too" he said.

"Iighs ..."

Lyra pinched the small belly of her husband who was slightly more fleshy since marriage and lived two years in Berlin.

"Hun ..."

"Hm ..."

"We are born in Indo only? I'm used to your Papa hand. I don't want my son to be born here. Let someone take care of me out of bed" he whined.

Zul knitted his eyebrows together, a little confused by the thought of his wife who was a bit of a village.

"You think that old man is a maid what is a baby sitter? You want me to be brought back and not be able to go back again what? I can't take any more holidays, baby! There's no way you're parting ways, I don't want to. If you come back, I'm not allowed. Don't argue!" emphatically.

Lyra nodded, this time she did not dare to do anything without Zul's permission. For her, it is free to fight, because her husband, although younger, would forgive how his failure and stupidity a few years ago.

As they tell each other, Lyra suddenly remembers her daughter, Kesy.

"Hun, Kesy, Adi hasn't come home yet? Where'd they? I'm a little weird about Kesy, because Adi always comes out and goes home in the afternoon. I'm afraid Zul, Kesy fell in love at this age. Moreover, his friends began to tell about their interest in men. I'm a little weird, hun. Adi also seemed to be paying a lot of attention to Kesy," curled up in Zul's arms.

Zul honestly felt the same way. He's a little worried about Kesy's closeness, especially since this morning.

Zul smiled faintly, trying to calm Lyra down so as not to worry too much, "Don't think of things that aren't good. I'll try to talk to Adi. Not to get too close to Kesy. But, here Kesy is just school, home, and rarely out too dear, pity ... So it's normal, right? Maybe not to get too close ..."

Lyra nodded while enjoying the fragrance of Zul's body. Soft sniffing body scent wrapped in shirt shirts and shorts.

Lyra raised her head, nodding in agreement, as she felt her body, already somewhat lightened.

"Yes already, yuk ..."

Lyra squirmed her body, stretching her muscles from a little tired.

They went to the kitchen, making a long-cherished Asian menu.

Since being in Berlin, the small Zul family more often enjoy the panzer country dish. They like to hunt for food in small areas to spend time with their small family.

Now that all changed, Lyra has pregnant triplets which became the hope of the Ahmad Family as the successor to their hospital.

So it must be accustomed to always eat healthy foods so that the fetus in the womb gets enough nutrients for health.

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Pekanbaru, September 08, 2022

Thank you for the support of reader friends who are willing to give input to me as a writer.

This story is a happiness for me as an author, who is happy to write the story of 'Jak for the Widow'...

This is only a piece of the story, which is unique and may be taken as a silver lining as a woman who is a working wife.

The name Zulmaeta can be taken, from the figure of an obstetrician in my area who has a very good leadership spirit, responsible for their family and four children.

His love for family, and very simple, though not have much time to hear all his stories to success.

Having a smart wife is 'must', so we know what activities we can do out there with mutual trust.

The abundant money, the great wealth, in the care of many women, in the process of childbirth, might shake his faith to have a beautiful woman as the second, third, and fourth wife.

However, he only focused on his world, his business, and did not have time to take care of other people's affairs.

A humble, hard-working wife who is always open to doing anything.  

From him also I learned, that we do not need to show who we are, but do good to others ...  

One thing, this story will be continued author in the next chapter, the journey of 'Kesy and Adi' ...

The love story of a young girl who fell in love with the figure of Adi the step-uncle.

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Once again, thank you very warm regards Author Pemes like me. If there is writing that is unsatisfactory, or out of place, please be understood, because this is an online novel, not a printed book.

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