Tough Widow
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Angga continued to stare at the beautiful face of Ayu who was standing in front of him. As if there is no boredom for him to continue to enjoy the beauty of God's perfect creation. If anyone says after marriage a woman is no longer special in the eyes of her husband, it is wrong. Precisely the more days of love Angga increasingly mountainous until he sometimes can not afford to accommodate it. I miss and miss each time I part. It feels empty when far apart and so the day goes by. 

''Why the hell, Mas? I look old huh?'' Ayu lowered her head in embarrassment as a pair of Angga eyes stared at her unblinkingly. 

Angga raised Ayu's chin until a beautiful face that was daubed with a little make up. 

''You're beautiful, I love you.''

''Gombal.'' Ayu blushed. Patted Angga's arm and looked back at his reflection from the mirror. 

''Right, Honey.'' Angga put his hand on the wife's stomach, peeked at the woman's shoulder repeatedly and then turned to the cheek. Reveal her headscarf that covers her chest and bring her cheeks closer there. Ah, that's the most comfortable place for Angga right now. Inhaling in the scent of perfume while imagining something that vibrates the soul and makes it go limp. 

''Don't fish, Mom. He said he wanted to have dinner outside?'' Ayu reminded me again. 

As vigorously Ayu held something that began to churn as Angga's lips began to go down her neck. 

''I think we postponed dinner, '' whispered Angga. His hands began to touch the parts that made him intoxicated. Take off the Ayu hijab that has been attached neatly and then gently stroke the woman's hair. Give a warm touch. 

''I want to.'' Angga lifts Ayu's body without permission and takes her to the bed. Lay it down slowly. Replace bright lights with dim lights. Until the sound of the conversation disappeared changed with a breath that was mutually simple. Sunny night, the cold wind blowing from behind the curtain back to be a silent witness to the union of two people in the name of love.

Angga who had just closed his eyes again piqued when he felt someone touch his cheek. He had to open his eyes again to be sure.

''You're not sleeping yet?'' Tilting body. Hold Ayu in his arms. "You again?"

''I'm hungry, Mom. His sister had not eaten lo from noon, Ayu complained to hold her stomach which began to rumble.

Angga chuckled, he immediately got up and put on his clothes again. Turn on the bright lights and pick up the phone. It was nine o'clock at night. That means there is still plenty of time to be alone.

''Where do you eat?'' ask Angga softly.

''Just eat at home, I'm lazy to go out." Ayu wakes up and orders her favorite food.

''Thanks for that one. Restore energy. Maybe I'll repeat it again after eating later, '' Angga's god raised his eyebrows.

Ayu could only smile without resisting, as it was an obligation for her.

The morning greeted me so bright. The shadow of the struggle last night made Ayu blush. But what power, it is an obligation that must be fulfilled when the husband asks for a right. Unhypocritical, he also wanted a caress after nearly six years of widows.

Today Ayu plans to meet with Mirna. Since that meeting they began to get close and familiarize themselves as a partner of her husband who is a fellow businessman. 

''Would you like me to deliver?'' hagga sat on the edge of the bed. 

Ayu shook without a sound. Smile when she sees her husband is very handsome and her office uniform is. 

Quite unique if heard, Angga is not a poor person. The man had many advantages and surely many perfect women were expecting him. However, instead of making his choice to a widow to accompany his life. Isn't that a strange thing?

''My goal is not to get married because I want to have fun with those who like to take care of themselves. But I need the figure of a mother who is in charge of the child, and a wife who is obedient to her husband. I know a lot of women. But, only you are capable of dwelling in my heart." Ayu who looks blushing.

The compliments are often thrown from the corner of Angga's lips. However, that does not make Ayu flattered. It is a trust for him to be better. 

They say goodbye. The car goes hand in hand too. Then split up and take the opposite path due to the difference of places.

Ayu comes to a luxurious cafe owned by her mama Chika. He was escorted by a servant to meet the owner who said he had come. 

"Good morning, Ma'am Ayu." Mirna greeted the candidate warmly. 

Yep. That's what Mirna called it. There is great hope of making Hanan his son-in-law in the future. 

"In the morning, wow, it has come. Sorry, I'm late. Understandably have to take care of the children and the husband." I greeted some of the people who were already present. This time not only with Mirna, but with some socialite women there as well. Trying to join and introduce yourself as the wife of businessman Angga Syahputra Wijaya. 

"I heard that Madam Ayu is the ex-wife of Mr Ikram who is also a businessman?" guess one of them. 

Ayu smiled and nodded confirming the statement. He never denied ever being part of the life of Ikram and gave three children.

"But never joined us before" said another. 

Ayu. Confused about what to answer, it is impossible for him to speak honestly that Ikram forbid to go out and told him to be busy taking care of the children. It will only open the disgrace of her ex-husband in the past.

"Different husband intermarriage, Jeng. Maybe Ayu's gathering wasn't the same as us." Mirna opened her voice. Distracting those who focus on poring over Ayu's past. 

The atmosphere warmed again even though they occasionally offended Ayu, but Mirna became a cliff to protect the candidate besan. Wanting to make the woman as comfortable as her thing Hanan did to Chika.

"Oh yes, ma'am Ayu. Thanks for the visit of Mbak at that time, now the value of Chika is good. He's studying." Mirna patted Ayu's arm slowly.

"Hanan too, hopefully they both can reach their goals," Ayu replied with a smile. 

The meeting taught Ayu a lot of lessons. As a new member he began to adapt well. Putting himself in and not putting too much emphasis on his wealth. Keep it simple, for him the number of treasures is not a guarantee to be in the middle of the rich but the goodness is able to bring it to what it is today. 

"Thank you for joining us." A woman with a hairdo on the cepol clenched her hands together.

"Together, Mom. I'm also happy to get to know you guys" Ayu replied kindly and politely.

Ayu went home first because she was a little nauseous, afraid to disturb others while eating.