Was it wrong of me to love you?
So the widow is a disgrace!

Emran, dizzy tonight by his own son, somehow persuades his son not to cry for wanting himself to video call with Aurelia. While he did not have his mobile number, after asking Mr. Yusuf the result was the same as the butler also did not know his mobile number, because Lilis, her brother whom she had contacted, also did not know the man's cell phone number.

Rida and Eka went forward to help and persuade her young master to read a storybook by the two of them, but still did not want to and still whined for Aurelia's phone.

Rida, one of the maids who harbored a taste for her employer, tried to melt her employer's child like a mother in the presence of Emran, but unfortunately nil.

“Looks like the new nanny managed to grab Athallah's heart, it looks like I should be more vigilant,” Inner Rida.

Anyone would surely be fascinated by the charisma of the widower, not the field who the woman was, but unfortunately Emran ignored the charm gaze of every woman after she failed to marry the woman she loved so much.

The handsome man scooped his face violently, then exhaled violently.

“Why did I forget to ask for his phone number,” murmured Emran himself, then before long he held Athalah and tried to persuade her again.

Back to Aurelia's house ...

The dinner was over and time continued. Faiza, who was initially insinuated looking for face to Dhafi and threatened to return to her contract house, and showed her disappointment to her husband if Dhafi's parents did not like her presence.

“Yes, if you want to go home, yes just go home .. I can't take you. My mom and grandpa are getting suspicious!” dhafi said as the two of them were on the 2nd floor, speaking in whispers as both of Dhafi's parents occupied the room next to the man.

Faiza put on her pouty face and somewhat sulked at Dhafi. “Means you don't love me Mas, my time these nights I go home alone, have the heart of you, Mas,” Faiza replied so slowly, afraid to sound.

The man sighed, and stared fixedly at his sir's wife. “You did not realize that from earlier my mother suspected you! Please help me not to get into trouble first. Here is my grandfather, don't look for attention!” sentak Dhafi but slowly.

Faiza squeezed her hands together in annoyance and disappointment at the answer from her sir husband.

“If you don't want to go home, you can sleep in the back room that is not used, and there is no way that you can sleep three in my room, indeed you want to see me hung by my neck with my mother and not get a legacy from grandfather .. huh!” angered already Dhafi faces his sir wife, who is too demanding.

Faiza looked at the face of her husband whose sir looks not soft as usual. While the two of them were still talking in front of Dhafi's room, the door of the next room opened, and Bu Hana looked suspiciously at her son and Faiza.

“What are you two doing here?” ask Ms. Hana.

They both started to change. “Oh this Mom, Faiza find Aurelia, I said no in the room. This is also I want to go down find Aurelia to take a break,” replied Dhafi calmly, so as not to look lying.

“Iya Ma'am, I looked for Aurelia, then I searched below,” timpal Faiza, and she rushed down the stairs, while Bu Hana and Dhafi watched Faiza disappear, then Bu Hana looked at Dhafi.

“You with Aurelia are no problem?”

Dhafi floated up to his mother. “No kok Bu, most only a small storm, difference of understanding .. is not ordinary in the household, after all we quickly make up Bu,” replied Dhafi full of lies.

“You must never follow your father's mistakes in the past, secretly married another woman! You must know how cruel your grandfather was to your father when he saw my mother suffering,” scolded Bu Hana.

Bu Hana's past was very dark when she had just given birth to Dhafi, it turns out that her husband was old by marrying his best friend. Bu Hana's heart was completely broken at that time, it was sick to give birth, her mind was made sick. No need for divorce filed by Bu Hana, without thinking about her status that will be a widow. Dwi's grandfather intervened to destroy his father Dhafi's plantation business to fall into poverty and his second wife left him because he had fallen into poverty.

Betrayed by the husband it is very painful, although the heart is still in love, full of struggle of his father Dhafi to refer with Bu Hana for years, he said, and it took a bloody sacrifice to be able to return with Bu Hana, and crush Grandpa Dwi.

“You didn't cover anything, Dhafi? A mother's heart is very sensitive even if you don't say! Mother just reminded us that Aurelia was your wife because she had a good personality, a beautiful or not beautiful problem, it was the job of a husband who helped change the appearance of his wife, starting from providing clothes that are worth using, the need for body care. Do not for the reason that she is not beautiful then you look for satisfaction in other women, there you will regret if you judge a woman from the cover alone, even though her heart is very rotten, but her heart is very foul, and sorry to have thrown away the real diamond,” said Bu Hana with his advice.

Dhafi was a little stunned but tried to look ordinary. “Quietly Ma'am, I'm not like my father, besides having one wife has been bothered to take care of it.”

“Good if you say so, don't disappoint Mom.” Dhafi nodded quickly.

Meanwhile in the lower room, Mother Ida invites Aurelia to talk, while the fathers are chatting on the front porch while smoking cigarettes.

Mother Ida stared intensely at the face of her daughter who was already much different, there was no happy sirat and cheerfulness that she always saw during her stay.

“Aurel, I know you must be surprised by taking care of the household at your young age. Learn to be mature and wise, do not be like that you speak, easily say the word divorce. Remember don't embarrass the family, so the widow is a family disgrace,” Mother Ida said.

In how many parts of Indonesia, there are some areas that are taboo with the status of a widow, and still think that being a widow is a disgrace. And make no mistake to be a widow can be ostracized like a contagious disease. Miris no! Even though being a widow has cause and effect, then what if being a widow because her husband has died if something like this does not matter, which is the problem of a young widow without being left dead by her husband. People's thoughts are immediately bad, let alone the many beetles that approach young widows, it can be predicted if they will scorn as itchy young widows!

The young lady raised her face and looked inside her mother. “Mother better see her son become a young widow or die at the hands of her own husband?” aurelia asked so calmly.

Ida patted her son's arm. “Do not ngawur say Aurel, ngadi-ngadi aja,” grumbled Bu Ida with his sour face.

“I just ask Mom, what is your answer?”

“Yes not both, son, remember do not just talk about you. And remember how much the besan family helped our family, Mother was tired of living poor. Ever since you married Dhafi dad was given a pretty big grocery store from his Grandpa Dhafi, Mom's life with dad is much better now, rather than just taking care of the garden of people who don't pay.”

Aurelia smiled bitterly to hear that, indeed their family was far from simple or rich, they were just a family that had a low economy that was in short supply. If it had been like this the more difficult Aurelia said her husband's depravity, both her parents would definitely not believe and ask to maintain her household.

“You must obey your husband, never fight, be careful if you ask for a divorce! We can be poor again!” threaten Ms. Ida.

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