Tough Widow
A Gift from Angga

Just getting off the bike, Ayu was already startled by the four boxes that were on the front desk of the house. Look to the left right looking for someone around him.

"Who sent those things, is it possible Harini?" terka Ayy.  

He put down his helmet and picked up the children at Ninik's house. Putting aside curiosity in order to meet his baby who was left all day. 

As usual, they let go of longing to embrace each other tightly. 

Ninik came out to Ayu. 

''There was a courier delivering the goods. He said to you, "Ninik said straightforwardly as the sender said. 

"What did the courier say who it was from, ma'am?" ayu asked back while standing in front of Ninik. 

"No. He just said to Ayu Lestari."

Ayu's chest rumbled uneasily. Fear it from the bad guys. He reached into his cell phone from his bag and contacted Harini. 

"I didn't send anything, Yu. This is just shopping and tomorrow I want to take you to your house" Harini explained from behind the phone. 

"Thank you, Ma'am." Ayu disconnected her connection. So afraid he asked Ninik for help to drive him home. 

"Maybe it's from your fans" said Ninik raised the box at the top. 

Judging from the wrap and its size is indeed familiar that makes the two eyebrows together. 

It's like Angga's. 

Put down Adiba who was carried by him. Hanan and Alifa also fell silent to see the box in front of them. 

"Just open it, Yu. It can't be dangerous," asked Ninik reassuringly. 

Ayu's hand stalling, he was increasingly convinced that the box was the box that had been delivered to the restaurant. 

If this really belongs to Mr. Angga, what does it mean? 

Ayu opened it slowly. From the bottom of his heart he wished it didn't belong to Angga. But it was a big mistake, it turned out to be true that it was the clothes that the silly customer ordered. 

"Not to open, Mom. I already know it." Ayu forbade Ninik who almost opened the other box. He closed it again without wanting to see.

Invite the children in without opening the box. 

"I'm straight home, Yu. Tonight I want to go with my father" said Ninik. 

Ayu thanked the woman over and over again. Hope not to get bored of helping her in everything. 

"Why not bring it in, Ma? I think the clothes are good," protest Hanan who had seen the clothes earlier. 

"The courier misdelivered, brother. Tomorrow mama will return it," said Ayu then prepare a meal for them. 

Why mama lied. His name is Ayu Lestari. 

Hanan did not want to argue even though he believed that the item belonged to his mother.

Just a few minutes wrestling with the kitchen spice, Hanan approached carrying Ayu's phone that rang. 

"From who?" ask Ayu without staring. 

"There's no name, Ma." 

Ayu bowed telling Hanan to stick the thing in her ear. Because, he could not leave his cooking on the stove. 

"Assalamualaikum," Ayu said in a soft voice.

Suddenly someone on the other end of the phone was more amazed by the widow of three children. 

He answered the greeting with a heavy voice. Jump from the bed. Imagine again the face of Ayu who is very beautiful seliweran in front of her at this time. 

Ayu snorted in annoyance. It turned out to be a person he thought was very annoying. 

"If you have no interest do not bother me" said Ayu firmly. 

"Don't matiin, Yu. I just want to hear your voice."

"A little while, son. It's mama's still cooking" Ayu replied. 

Hanan still stuck the phone in Ayu's ear without turning it off.

"But I'm busy, sir." I refocused on my phone. 

Angga let out a long breath. Touched to hear the whimpering of a little boy who he did not know his name. 

"Daily you've been working for money. And these nights are cooking. When do you rest?" asked Angga in a soft voice. 

Ayu. True said Angga, should come home from work he can rest and spend time with the children, but in reality he had to work again to make food for them. 

"It's none of your business" Ayu replied. 

Angga does not care about Ayu's hatred for him, instead he falls more and more in love. That means not a person who is easily influenced and will maintain self-esteem in front of any man. 

"I know, Yu. But from today it will be my business. You and the children will be my responsibility" Angga said as desired. 

Ayu did not answer, her hands were busy picking up spices to complement the taste of her cooking. 

Is this guy my papa candidate? 

Hanan began to second-guess the figure who kept talking to her mama. Although he did not see her face, Hanan was sure the person was nice. 

Ayu arranges the food at the dining table and then takes the phone from Hanan's hand. 

"We have nothing to do, so don't ever talk like that. I can take care of my own family. Tomorrow you take your stuff or I throw it away," Ayu threatened firmly. 

However, it is not Angga if eaten by Ayu's words. I don't want to back down, I'm afraid. I thought it was a test and I had to pass it. 

Ayu hung up. Take food for her three children with different portions. 

While Angga who was elsewhere could only digest his words. His heart was moved by his intention to immediately approach and justify the woman. 

"I must ask for your prayers and support. I hope he agrees with my decision." 

Angga stood up from his seat. Approaching Miss Winda who is in the middle room. Sitting next to the woman and struggling. 

"Tumben this hour at home. You usually hang out." 

Winda turned off the television screen. Understand with the spoiled attitude of Angga, surely the man is a little troubled. 

Where should I start?

Angga is confused, on the one hand he already considers Ayu as his future wife, but on the other hand still afraid. Afraid that the woman won't accept it. 

"Talk. Maybe mama can help," she said seriously. 

Angga let out a long breath. Start serious mode. He opens the screen of his phone and shows a photo of Ayu to the mother. 

In a matter of seconds, Miss Winda was fascinated by Ayu's beautiful face and her hijab-wearing appearance. He stared at the bead of the woman's eyes that were currently on the screen of the son's mobile phone. 

"That's a picture of who?" tanya Bu Winda made sure. 

"This is a photo of a woman I like, Ma.''

Bu Winda was surprised, not expecting the taste of Angga is a calm woman, hooded and looks mature. 

"Don't ask her age or status, Ma. 

The forehead of Winda's crinkling. Okay well, as a parent he will not ask anything, but must know a little ins and outs about the woman who managed to make her child fall in love. 

''What's his name?" ask Miss Winda. 

"His name is Ayu Lestari, '' Angga replied quickly. 

"Good name" said Missa. 

Hopefully he can change your childish nature, he added in his heart.