THE WOMAN (END)
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"Well, is the villa designed like this? lots of rooms? exactly rich in contract huh?" ask the Goddess to her husband.

"His name is also a business person." said Mr. Yanto lightly.

My eyes looked far to the end, there were about 6 rooms facing each other.

"Is there a private toilet in it?" many doubt.

"It looks like there is," replied Sandy who was also looking around.

"Well, mothers and fathers who have got the key.please enter according to the number of the door in the key held.an hour, we have lunch together in the dining room!" clearly mr. Grace.

"What number is it?" I got the key lyrics Sandy held.

"20, looks like that one! come on!" mas Sandy immediately invited me into the room.

"Mother goddess, excuse me first!' pamitku soon.

Mas Sandy opened the door and immediately stored the backpack she had been carrying since.

"Mas Sandy why the rush? the bag is heavy, isn't it?" actually I did not get the heart if I saw him carrying such an item, but Sandy herself who forced herself to take it.

"I'm kebelet!!!" sandy rushed into the toilet.

luckily the toilet is in the room. Otherwise, Sandy would not feel at home.

I looked at the entire room measuring about 5x5 meters. There was one window that directly faced the top of the mountain. maybe because the air here is too cold at night, so they make the windows are not too big.

I opened our backpack, and I kept some clothes and toiletries that I had prepared. Luckily, her room was clean and tidy until I stayed for a short break before lunch.

How about the attitude of mas Sandy when dealing with parents of other students, would have been very awkward. Since just now, I did not see the interaction between mas Sandy with others other than mr. Yanto.

I became very unwell to him.

"Good thing the bathroom was clean!" he suddenly came out of the bathroom. I was shocked to give her a small towel.

"Thank you" Sandy sat next to me and laid her body on the bed.

I looked at him.

"Did Sandy regret joining this activity?" tanyaku seriously.

"Why are you suddenly talking so tea?" he muttered with his eyes closed.

"I'm afraid Sandy is uncomfortable, or even embarrassed to have to take me and Andi to school events and even have to meet people who don't know Sandy" he said

Mas Sandy opened her eyes and returned my gaze inside.

"Did my face look tired? or is there a disappointed inscription on my forehead?"

"It's not so mas, I know mas Sandy has never done this before. I just don't feel good." I'm downcast confused.

Sandy got up from her sleep,

"What do I do now, that you may believe that I am happy to do all this?" tannya

I looked into his face, neither doubt nor seriousness.

"I love you, I love Andi too. I want to do anything as long as it's for you. If I've been quiet ever since, it's only natural. I can't easily mingle with new people, although I honestly know some of them. It's just that, I'm confused if I have to start a conversation." he explained with a rough sigh.

I hugged him tightly, though,

"Thank you very much" I smiled with relief. I know Sandy's the best husband I shouldn't have doubted.

"I'll try to be a good father to Andi. You help me!" his voice sounded worried.

"Mas Sandy is calm, Sandy can be the best father for Andi." I encouraged her.

After an hour, we all gathered in the dining room. The parents of our students numbered about 30 plus the teacher and the principal, so the Villa had prepared two long dining tables facing each other. there are 2 round tables with an additional 4 seats each. on the left and right side of the table.

"Please! mom and dad can sit anywhere." explains Miss Maryam.

"Where is Sandy going to sit?" my many.

"We're sitting there!" sandy pointed at the long table.

I frowned doubtfully.I thought Sandy would choose a round table to avoid the chatter of mothers who seemed fussy and noisy.but in fact not, he deliberately chose to sit there.

"Mas Sandy sure?!"

"Why? isn't that the best place?" god with a joking tone.

I stepped forward following Sandy mas to sit opposite Bu Dewi Pak Yanto.

"We'd better sit here!" take the Goddess to her husband.

"Please, please! the place is empty!" exclaim ma'am Maryam.

After several people sat down, the food immediately came one by one. saw Pak Rahmat and bu endang difficulty bringing food, I took the initiative to help them.

"Before a moment," I got up and approached.

"Here ma'am, let me help you!" I took a tray full of food out of my hands.

"Eh, thank you!" shocked sahut.

"Sama-sama ma'am!"

"Well! the food is ready!" one of the guardians pulled up a chair and sat not far from Sandy's.

"Hello Mr Sandy, you didn't expect to meet here?" her greeting.

"Hello Mr Indra, how are you?" sahutnya shaking.

"I think, all this time you are still a bachelor" he said while throwing a glance at his wife.

"Yes, I did deliberately not hold a wedding reception." explained mas Sandy glanced at me.

The thing that I feared finally happened also, there will be many people who asked about the status of my marriage with Sandy mas which was done secretly. although there are actually many media that cover and explain about this, but still, they prefer to hear the story directly.

"I'm sorry if I'm presumptuous, but is it true that Andi is your son?" half a whisper.

Mas Sandy and I throw each other uncomfortable views.of course Sandy did not want me to be offended by Mr. Indra's question earlier.

"Yes right.but, I've considered Andi like my own son. let alone her losing her father since childhood." mas Sandy turned to worry me. and I returned his gaze with a smile just to calm his heart.

"Thankfully, sometimes the relationship between father and son is much better even if only just a father continues." said Mr. Indra

"Pak Indra is right, many parents or biological fathers who could neglect their own children.Even many who do not recognize them as their children.But Sandy has a good heart, but, he wants to accept my son and love Andi like a child." I chimed in with a confident smile.

"That's so much Eyebrow" he said with a slightly surprised face.

"It seems like everyone has gathered, then let's pray together before eating this lunch!" take Ibrahim to everything.

Mas Sandy looked at me fixedly, I don't know what was on her mind, but I felt relieved to be able to express my heart in front of others. I don't want them to look at Sandy's mas just as a side dad who has no love for Andi, because in fact, Sandy loves her so much.

Enjoying lunch with a boisterous atmosphere feels strange to me, especially Sandy mas who certainly feel uncomfortable.

"I was teaching Erick to ride early on and also practice karate so that he could be like me!" there was a chatter of fathers who were praising his expertise in educating children.

While I saw Sandy just smiling thinly at their chatter.

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