THE WIDOW BED NEXT TO MY HOUSE
CHAPTER 36. You are a bad mother

Next morning.

After resting for one night, Fransiska's body had greatly improved despite the occasional pulse from the stitches felt on her forehead.

That morning, Frances was helping her aunt in the kitchen, preparing breakfast for Andrew.

“What is the condition of the body of the miss? If you have not healed you should rest first,” ask aunt.

“Very good,” said Fransiska did not forget to smile.

“Already non, let us just arrange this food on the table. Miss should sit in the chair,” said waiter 1 took a plate from Fransiska's hand, carrying Fransiska sitting on the chair.

“Iya-ia, rather than make aunty and others worry better I wait here,” said Fransiska slowly, he sat himself in the chair.

“That's dong,” said simultaneously aunt and the two other servants.

“Oh yes, bi. Why the urn in the tv room does not exist, yes?” fransiska asked, remembering that Andreas' most expensive urn and collection were not standing in the tv room.

Aunt and the other waiter looked at each other. They were eager to tell of the bad events after he entered the hospital. But they remembered a speech by Andrew at that time. Not wanting to take any risks, auntie and the others could only lie.

“It...anu...lord..” greeting aunt wanted to explain stopped as Andreas cut off the conversation.

“I sold that jar. You should not think about it, if you think too much maybe your face will cause wrinkles, and I do not like,” said Andreas while sitting himself in the main dining chair.

“I was just curious to be able to sell it,” said Fransiska felt still not satisfied before getting a definite answer. Because he knew very well if the urn was Andreas' favorite urn, and there were only a few people who collected it.

“I said you don't have to think about it. What a hard thing, baby obey your husband,” said Andreas pressed his tone.

“Alright,” sahut Fransiska does not want to ask much more.

“Bi, food is ready everything?” andreas asked, looking at the aunt in front of him.

“Su-already sir,” sahut aunty nervous.

“Where are Anissa and Vika? Why haven't they come for breakfast yet?” andreas asked as he realized Anissa and Vika were not in their midst.

Just called her name, Anissa's nose carrying her daughter, Vika was already nongol.

“Hay, darling. Good morning,” greet Anissa without sin in front of Fransiska. Anissa also did not forget to kiss Andreas' left and right cheeks.

“For Pa, morning Mama Siska,” greet Vika call Fransiska by the name of Mama.

Aunt, the other servants, Frances and Andrew were shocked to hear Vika's words. The look in their eyes immediately led to Anissa.

What other drama is this?

“Ma-mama?” fransiska murmured as if in disbelief hearing herself called Mama.

“Iya, Mama said that Mama Siska often in the hospital because of depression,” took Fransiska's hand, “Mama Siska do not get depressed again huh. If God has not given Mama a child, then Vika will be ready to be Mama Siska's child,” glances Anissa, “Isn't that Ma?” continued Vika innocently.

Anissa only gave a forced smile.

‘Sial, why do I have children mouth like gini bucket anyway. Though I said that so that he did not ask much about Siska. Yes, I can't tell you if Siska was in the hospital because of me. Can-can Vika hate me,’ Inner Anissa.

So happy there was a child calling his name Mama. Fransiska spontaneously embraced Vika standing beside Andreas' chair.

“Mama Siska,” said Vika repeated his words.

“Yes, pardon...” Fransiska's delight had to come to a halt when Anissa immediately released Fransiska's embrace from her daughter's tiny body.

“Vika darling, fast breakfast. If you continue to cuddle with aunt Siska, then you will be late to school,” persuaded Anissa to tell her child to have breakfast immediately.

“Iya Ma,” sahut Vika towards his seat.

Minutes and seconds passed, Anissa, Vika, Andreas, and Fransiska were enjoying their breakfast. Occasionally Anissa glanced at Fransiska, as did Frances, the sharp, meaningful glances of the two women.

30 Minutes passed, Anissa, Vika, Andreas, and Fransiska finished eating. They are also currently standing on the porch of the house. Fransiska delivers the departure of Andreas, Anissa herself deliver the departure of Vika.

After Andreas and Vika's car came out of the gate, Anissa and Fransiska stood face to face with a look of eyes looking at each other without blinking.

“Stop the drama you made Anissa. Don't involve Vika in our problems!” fransiska reminded.

“Eh, drama? I didn't ask Vika to do any drama for you. I'm just saying if you go to the hospital because you're too depressed you can't get pregnant. If I say you went to the hospital because of me, do you want Vika to hate her own birth mother?” cetus Anissa tried to defend herself.

“It's none of my business. But, I least like there's an adult involving a still innocent little kid into adult matters. Not only that, do you think I don't know how you made me bad in front of Vika back then!” close her lips to Anissa's earlobe, “You are the worst mother I know. Even prostitutes might not have the heart to brainwash their children this deep. You are the future-destroying mother of your own child,” Fransiska whispered.

Anissa was stirred with emotion, her hand was about to push Fransiska's body. Having gotten used to it, Frances immediately blocked Anissa's hand, grasping it very tightly.

“Do you not like to hear my speaking style?” fransiska asked coldly.

“You are crazy! Let go of my hand, SISKA!” anissa shouted in fear as she looked at Fransiska's eyes like a psychopath.

“Yes, my madness began the first day I got word that my husband had a child with another woman. For 15 years we were married, only this time my life was so miserable like this. Maybe you'll never feel the same way, because right now you're the mastermind. But other times, I make sure the biggest surprise will haunt your life,” threatened Fransiska calm down.

“A-I'm not afraid,” said Anissa trying to hold back her fear.

“Alright, keep doing all you want to me and my little family. Then at that time you will get what you should get!”

“Do not try to threaten me. Because I make sure until the end of this story your life will never be peaceful,” Anissa threatened back with the index finger pointing to the face of Fransiska.

Fransiska slowly lowered Anissa's index finger, a line of smiles imprinted on her pretty face.

“If the writer does not change the course of my destiny in the series of stories. Then I will change the writing itself with all my heart,” said Fransiska did not want to lose.

“Oh, how do I do? Are you a witch?”

“Iya, I am indeed a witch. There is no other beautiful witch on this earth. You also can not deny my beauty,” said Fransiska to make Anissa's heart hotter.

Confused by what else to say, Anissa turned around, her legs stepping into the house.

“Uh..thank goodness it came in. Whereas when I talk like that, I am not sure of the way of my life in the future,” hela Fransiska relieved.

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