Tough Widow
Wedding day

Angga has set the date of her wedding. He doesn't want to stall any longer. Five years apart is enough to give a lot of valuable lessons, as well as solidify the heart on his current choices. 

"What do you want concept?" asked Angga to Ayu who had been busy choosing the invitation. 

"As far as you are, my. I'm in. After all, there should be no party, enough ijab qabul and small events," suggested Ayu. 

"Can't do it dong. It's a special day for us, it means it will be the most beautiful moment of our lives" argued Angga who remained steadfast with his plan. 

"Alright, Mr. Angga. Whatever choice you have I like." 

Ayu relented, leaving Angga when she saw some guests enter her shop. 

Yeah, they're both in the store right now after lunch with Mr. Louis. Miss Winda also had a chance to stop by but finally came home between Hanan. 

"Can I help you, Mom?" ask Ayu kindly. 

Serving visitors is already usual he did in his spare time. Although there are many employees, he still interacts with them and makes it comfortable. 

The ice approached and replaced Ayu. As an employee he did not want the employer hassles when the store crowded visitors like today.

Ayu wandered around every corner of the store filled with shoppers. Reluctant to return with Angga who ceaselessly teases him. 

"Sorry, Mom. You are called Mr. Angga" reported one of Angga's employees. 

"There's no reason, can't see people happy a little," muttered Ayu, but still fulfill the call of her future husband. 

"What's up, Mom?" tanya Ayu stood in front of Angga. 

Without a cue the man's hand pulled him to the point of falling into an embrace. 

"That's why don't you ever leave if you don't want me to do more" Angga threatened in a whisper. 

Ayu immediately got up and sat down on the empty chair. Tidying up his hijab a little deviated. 

"It's not good with the others" Ayu complained shyly. 

"No papa, after all, the wrong eyes they see. I'd like to ask you, which dress did you choose?" Angga showed some pictures of the fancy wedding dress that was on the phone to Ayu. 

Ayu smiled. He just glanced at the dress without touching Angga's flat object." I'm up to you, anyway your choice I like," replied Ayu resignedly.

Angga has to choose. She dropped her silver wedding dress. Although not too glamorous, but still luxurious and elegant. 

"Darling, I'm going to the bathroom for a second. Angga folds his shirt up to the elbow. Put the flat object on the table. 

Just a few steps away the thing rang making Angga turn his head. 

"Most of Riska," said Angga without returning. 

"Just say it, honey. Tell him I'm going to the bathroom" Angga said. 

Ayu saw a flashing name. It was not Riska, but Alice's name. 

"Mas" cried Ayu, but Angga had disappeared behind the door. 

"Who's alice? Why didn't Angga tell me. Is he an employee or maybe a client?" ask Ayu inwardly.

Ayu shifted the green badge of the receiving sign. Then say hello softly. 

No answer from across there. I kept the phone away from my ears. Make sure that it is still connected. 

How not to answer? 

Ayu again said hello, but again no answer made him confused guessing. However, it is still not so bad to think. 

"What's up, Ma'am?" ask Ayu later. 

"I want to talk to Angga" said a woman from behind the phone. 

If this employee is not possible to call the Angga mas without frills. Who her? 

"Mas Angga to the bathroom. Wait a minute for sure she will come out soon," asked Ayu in a soft tone. 

Actually he wanted to question about the identity of the woman, but undo fear impressed too presumptuous. 

A few minutes later, Angga arrived. 

Ayu immediately gave her the phone. 

"Call from Alice" said Ayu quietly but sounded intimidating. 

From the look in his eyes it was clear that the woman was asking for an explanation. 

Angga sat beside Ayu and then placed his flat object in the ear. 

"What's wrong?" ask Angga flat. His eyes were not moved from Ayu's face. Afraid that woman misunderstood him. 

"Can we meet, Ga? You may not be busy. Isn't it late afternoon." Alice's voice sounded urgent. 

"Can't, Al. Now I'm at my wife's house, and we can't be bothered."

How dare he consider Ayu his wife. 

Angga disconnected his connection. He didn't want to talk to that woman too much.

"Maybe changing the number would be better."

Angga called Riska to change the phone as well as the number. Afraid that Alice will throw tantrums and become a hindrance to her marriage to Ayu. 

"Why change the number? Later he confused look for you. Better explain first. So that in the future there is no misunderstanding." 

Ayu gave advice. As a mature and experienced woman, she will not be carried away by feelings that will only make her relationship and Angga tenuous. 

"Then I'll meet him. I'll explain everything" Angga said expectantly. 

I don't know what Angga's relationship with that woman is, but I'm sure Angga's mas will never betray me. 

"Assalamualaikum," Hanan shouted from the direction of the door. 

Ayu and Angga answered in unison looking at the son who seemed to tease some employees. 

"Did Hanan ever meet with Ikram?" asked Angga who suddenly remembered the ex-husband of his future wife. 

"Ever several times. But Hanan is just as cute as her papa. Though I often advise him, but it seems like the bad memories that he can not forget," Ayu lirih replied. 

"Father, let me talk to him."

"Eh, is papa still here?" sapa Hanan kissed the back of Angga's hand and Ayu alternately. 

"It's a coincidence." Glancing at Ayu who was looking at him suspiciously. 

Surely the woman would forbid him to ask her future father for something. 

Angga looked at Ayu and Hanan then shifted his seat closer towards his son. 

"What do you want? Just say!" whispered Angga in Hanan's ear. 

"Don't be here? Later mama was horrified," Hanan whispered back.  

"Don't play with cats behind mom, or mama cancel the bike," Ayu threatened seriously.

Hanan could only scratch his head which was not itchy. He smiled wryly and cancelled his request. Maybe after later they are legal to be a father and children will be more free, he thought. 

"No, Ma. I just want to tell papa to be present on Father's day the day after tomorrow," Hanan said honestly. 

Five-year-old Hanan goes through his father's day with Ayu, and this time will ask Angga to come to his school like any other student.