Tough Widow
Surprise

Ayu tried to grab onto something that was on the nightstand, but her efforts were in vain as that person currently switched to being on it without letting go of his mouth. 

Mmmpphhh 

Ayu growled, hitting the man with a pillow repeatedly, hoping to get down and leave. 

O Allah help me.

Ayu broke into tears. There was a fear that filled his chest when I faintly saw that black figure resembled a man. It is not property or death that he fears, but honor for a woman. Imagine something that might happen considering they are in one room that is soundproof. 

The man leaned over, putting his lips close to Ayu's ears. "It's me, honey. Don't fear!" he whispered. 

Ayu was stunned to stop her hands that kept rebelling. His brain was guessing what he dared to be insolent to him. 

Believe it and not if what he thinks is true. 

The brightly lit light made Ayu even more shocked as her body was locked by someone who was now smiling on it. As if having no mistakes had scared her half to death. 

"Mas Angga!" pekik Ayu pushed Angga's body until the man was lying to the side. He hurried to grab the hijab and put it on. Then stand leaning in front of the closet a bit away.  

Not apologizing for a very fatal mistake, Angga laughed triumphantly. Then he approached Ayu who looked frightened. 

"Don't come any closer!" ban Ayu stop Angga's steps. 

Walk backwards avoiding the lover who almost hugged him. 

"Why? I smell it." He kissed the shirt from the left and right sides. Then, spread out his hand again. 

"Come on Honey. I miss," whined Angga expectantly. 

Ayu turned her gaze in the other direction. He still insisted on accepting the reality this morning that made him almost lose consciousness. 

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Is this really you?" tanya Ayu pinched her own cheek. 

Angga smile. "It's me Angga your future husband." Convince Ayu that this moment is real. 

Nothing had changed from the man's face, his finely grown crest further refined his good looks, the hairdo was still the same. The clothes he wears are not separated from famous brands. 

Ayu also smiled, driving away the panic caused by the treatment of Angga earlier. "Almost my heart's off, Mom. I thought you were a robber." Ayu walked towards the bed and tidied up the messy blankets and pillows. 

"I was going to sleep in Hanan's room, but I didn't feel right and wanted to see you." Angga followed Ayu from behind. Follow him like a child waiting for pocket money. 

Angga should have arrived last night. However, due to obstacles make it too late until he arrives home in the middle of the night. When the atmosphere of the house was quiet he immediately slipped into his room, which was confirmed to have Ayu there. 

"But that's not how? What if I hang and die?" tegur Ayu. 

Angga smile. His eyes were not sidetracked from Ayu's increasingly beautiful and charming face. 

"Yes I'm sorry. I promise I won't do it again."

Angga raises his eyebrows, seduces. 

Silent, the two stared at each other until a few minutes passed with nothingness. 

"Did Aunt Willa know?" tanya Ayu made sure. 

Angga. No one really knows of his arrival. He went home without giving any news. 

"Then you go to his room quickly. I'm Shahuhu." Pushing Angga forward and then closing the door.

Angga banged on the door. "But I still miss you, Yu," he shouted. 

But it's useless, because Ayu didn't hear that. 

Forced Angga to switch to Winda's mom's room. 

She opened the door to her mother's room without knocking. Walking quietly approached Bu Winda who had just greeted from his prayer. 

Without warning, Angga hugged Missa from behind. 

Just like Ayu, the woman was shocked and clenched a burly hand that was coiled around her shoulder. 

"It's me, Ma," said Angga back to hold the Missa tightly. 

Miss Winda turned to look towards the source of the voice. His hands raised touched the two cheeks of the man who looked grim. Staring at his eyes with adhesion. 

"It's really you, Ga?" mama Winda asked with trembling lips. Once you blink, then shed tears that accumulate in the fertilizer. 

"It's me Angga, Mama's son. I kept my promise, Ma. I'm home." 

Instantly the tears of Winda's mother fell rapidly. Hugging Angga back. Channeling long-buried longs. What a great surprise for a mother who can meet her child after a long distance. 

"Don't cry, Ma. I'm going along with the cry." Angga rubbed his tears that had fallen on the cheek.

Parsing each other's shackling longs.

"Did Ayu know?" ask Miss Winda who has started to calm down. 

Angga nodded without a sound. He will never forget the face of Ayu who was frightened when she got a surprise from him. 

Angga kissed the backs of the hands of Missa alternately. 

"The plan is that I'll marry Ayu soon, Ma. I won't wait any more time" he said seriously. 

"As far as you. What do you think is good do it! Mama won't ban it." Miss Winda resigned but still pray for the happiness of the son. 

"Now Hanan samperin, from last night he asked you to continue," said Missa to remember the outpouring of Hanan's heart that missed Angga's figure. 

Angga came out of Miss Winda's room. Walk the stairs to the second floor. His feet swung close to the door of the room in the middle. Opening it slowly, two boys curled up to each other hugging the bolts. 

Angga took off his shoes towards the bed. His hands stretched out tidying up the haircut that covered Adiba and Alifa's forehead. 

"Alhamdulillah, you're fine. Papa promised after this papa will not leave you," he said lirih. 

Angga came out again, not yet the time to disturb the boy. Maybe it will continue with them. Then, he opened the door of the room that was on the edge. It was Hanan's room. 

Unlike what was done in Adiba and Alifa's room, this time Angga knocked on the door. Tidying hair. He does not want to lose with his stepson who has stepped on the adult. 

Shortly after, the door opened wide. 

"In a moment, Ma," said Hanan turning his body without looking at the man standing at the door. 

Angga came in and lit the lights. Hanan covered her face with a pillow. 

"Her body is soon, Ma," whined Hanan back to lie on the bed. 

Instantly Angga punched Hanan's arm slowly. 

"Oh," Hanan complained without opening his eyes, but his brain began to wander. Because, Ayu never hit him even though he stalled time. 

Hanan slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person standing beside the bed. 

"Papa," Hanan exclaimed in excitement. Jumping and hugging Angga tightly.