THE WIDOW BED NEXT TO MY HOUSE
Chapter 05. He's my son

Fransiska slowly approached the sofa sitting by Andreas.

"Pa...who's this aunt?" ask the little girl, Vika.

Fransiska pecked, her eyeballs perfectly rounded. "Pa", the little girl called Andreas Papa!

The 10-year-old woman and girl are Anissa and Vika. Anissa accidentally brings Vika to meet Andreas. The determination to destroy Andreas' household rounded out perfectly, displacing Frances as the wife of Andrew.

'No way. I must be dreaming, ' Inner Frances.

Andreas gently massaged his tense head. Without a guilty face he pulled Fransiska's arm, making her sit next to him.

"Siska, I'm sorry. This woman and this little girl are my children!" honestly Andreas.

Fransiska's eyeballs are fully rounded, a clear liquid begins to fill both of her beautiful eyes, making fog in view. His body felt stiff, blood flow, and the heartbeat just stopped.

The sunlight through the living room window slowly looked dim, the roar of lightning struck in the sky, slowly raindrops drenched the earth, as if to be sad and hurt to hear this bitter reality.

Not wanting to look weak, Fransiska wiped a rough patch of tears almost falling on her cheek. He quietly took a breath to calm his heart and mind.

Fransiska raised her face, a line of forced smiles staring at Vika's innocent face.

"Cute girl, what's her name?" fransiska asked between her heart breaking at this time.

"Vika, aunt. If auntie is ready Papa?" ask Vika not understand.

"Call me aunt Siska. Aunty is Papa's cousin, you," Fransiska said deliberately lying.

Andreas was shocked to the point that his forehead frowned, while Anissa smiled evilly.

"Siska, why aren't you being honest?!" andreas asked, Fransiska ignoring.

"Aunty's body is very smelly, auntie excuse me to go to the room first to take a bath," said Fransiska softly.

"Siska!" call Andreas.

Fransiska kept walking, her heart was really very sick. Like a nightmare raining down on her sleep. That's how Fransiska feels right now.

Both of his legs continued to step up the stairs, accompanied by tears of sadness and destruction.

Blam it!

Fransiska shut the door of her room tightly, her feet again stepping towards the bathroom. In his clothes, he also walked with an innocent body towards the bathub. he entered, soaking in water quite cold, icy cold.

"How come, how can Mas Andreas keep a child for 10 years. Andreas used to say that he didn't want to have a child from me. But now.now what a bitter reality this is. Was I dreaming until the dream came true!"

Plaque Plaque!

Fransiska repeatedly slapped her own face, until her nose bled out.

"Blood" Fransiska murmured as her hand rubbed blood on her nose. "YYYYY.....Hicks..hiks...hiks..."

The bathroom door opened, Andreas was seen walking in with an anxious face.

"Siska, why don't you be honest with Vika. Tell them you're my wife, my angel!" andreas is selfish.

Fransiska looked down at Andreas' face as he stood beside the bathub.

"You're the worst human being I've ever seen, Mom!"

"Siska, what do you mean to say such a rude thing to me?" andreas asked unhappy.

"It's so easy for you to tell me that I'm YOUR WIFE, YOUR ANGEL in front of a child of Vika's age! would you have never thought mentally of that child if he knew that the man he called Papa and the woman he called Mama were the worst humans on the face of this EARTH! where do you think you were when you raised that poor girl without having any official status! WHERE?!" fransiska shouted out the pent-up uneg-unegs in her heart.

"I'm sorry, baby," Andreas said, regretfully.

"I don't think with a word of apology it can change everything!" Frances leaned her body.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" andreas said, he went into the bathtub.

"I told the woman to abort her womb. But the woman did not want to. Right now he wants to ask me to marry him," Andreas explained lowering the volume of the voice in the last sentence.

"Marry me and divorce me!" sahut Fransiska relax. Andreas surprised.

"No, until whenever I won't divorce you!" Andreas Strictly.

"Then don't set my life!"

"Siska, I'm still your husband. How can you say something like.." Andreas' speech stopped when Fransiska interjected directly.

"If Mas is my husband, then Mas should be thinking about my feelings when having an illicit relationship with that woman" Francis said flatly, blankly staring at Andreas' frustrated face.

"I'm really sorry. I'm really a khilaf" Andreas once again said.

Fransiska came out of the bathub, "Like this is finally a marriage that I've been keeping long enough. For 15 years I've only been guarding a fragile stick, and Mas came to step on his!"

"I'm so sorry" that's all Andreas can say.

"Marry that woman, because I don't want to see a child get married and grow up without a father" Fransiska said.

Fransiska took a towel and put it on. Fransiska left Andreas still standing with a face full of regret.

30 Minutes later, Fransiska was wearing a neat dress. He stepped down, saying goodbye to Vika, to Anissa, Fransiska just looked at him with a gloomy look.

"Siska, where are you going?" andreas asked following Fransiska's steps towards the car garage.

"Let me go to calm down, Mom. After I get home, I hope Mas and the woman are married. My blessing is for you, Mas" said Fransiska lirih.

"I'm not going to marry that woman! I love you so much..."

"Then divorce me, Mas!" pinta Fransiska while raising the window of her car, then drove the car out of the gate of the house.

"...." - ".Andreas was speechless, he could not believe that his household would simply be destroyed. Infidelity for 10 years has been closed so neatly exposed.

Meanwhile, Daniel continues to watch from his window. When Fransiska left, she started to pick up the car and followed Fransiska.

Fransiska's car continued to speed, she continued to cry incessantly in the car.

"Less what I am, Mas.hiks.." murmured Fransiska.

Fransiska's chest felt so tight that it made it difficult to breathe. Feeling unable to drive, Fransiska stopped her car on the outskirts of Merdeka Square.

Fransiska walked out in staggered steps, sat on the sidewalk, and saw Daniel's car parked.

"Siska...Siska.." call Daniel to run to the chair.

"Daniel," Fransiska murmured, her tiny fingers immediately erasing the trace of tears on her cheeks.

"Why you?" daniel sat himself down, staring fixedly at Fransiska's face.

"I-I'm fine," Fransiska told a lie.

"Don't cover up the big problems you're facing right now, because your gestures will never be able to lie to me!"

Hearing that the tears of Fransiska just dripped down, her crying broke out again in front of Daniel.

"Mas Andreas.he. It hurts..it hurts so bad...."

"Where do you know?" ask Daniel gently.

"The woman came to bring her son home" Fransiska said in tears.

Daniel tightly clenched both his hands, 'The woman really is!'

"Here, don't cry anymore. Do you need any entertainment from me?"