Widow Before Marriage
Chapter 63 Misconceived

After the obstetrician, Alka continued to babble. She was so happy to see the baby sister in Hanna's stomach. While Hanna and Radid just shook their heads to see the furore of their foster children.

"Dad, later Alka would ask Mother to make a baby sister for Alka," said Alka with a serious face.

"May, but ask later after your father married Mother," said Radid.

"Do you have to get married, Dad?"

"Yes have to dong! Let her son be a legitimate son."

"That means, Alka's not a legitimate child? Mother is equally papa not married but already have Alka," asked Alka with a serious face.

Radid and Hanna looked at each other at the question from her nephew. They are confused as to what to answer. Until Radid finally let out his voice.

"Because Alka's a special child. Not all children are like Alka. So, Alka does not need to be confused why Mother and Papa are not married but already have Alka," explained Radid carefully.

"Dad, is it true that Alka is an illegitimate child?" asked Alka again who managed to hit the hearts of the two adults.

"Who speaks like that? Alka is not haram, but Mother and Papa you once made a big mistake so that Alka can be born into this world."

"So, Alka is there because of Mother's fault with Papa?"

Holy hooch! I'm confused to explain. Having a smart and critical niece, makes it difficult for me to give an explanation to Alka, Radid's inner being.

"Honey it's all over. Papa and Mommy have made a big mistake. But now they are conscious and want to fix everything. As for where Alka was born from and from whom for what reason, it had already become the life destiny of Alka, which could not possibly be changed. We can only fix it by not repeating the mistakes of Mother and Papa you," Hanna said at length. He was sure, although Alka was still four years old, but she already understood a lot about adult affairs.

"Yes, Mommy. I promise to be a good boy. Let Father, Mother, Mother and Papa not be disappointed with Alka."

"Daddy is proud of Alka. Come on down, we're here!" take Radid when he has parked his car in front of the house.

He slightly frowned when he saw Rain's car was outside the gate of his house. Alka ran into the house when she found out her father had arrived. The little boy continued to look for the whereabouts of his mother and father. Until she arrives at Summer's room, she hears Summer's voice as if she is crying.

"Rain, slow! All knows. You're playing in a hurry, not slow."

"Yes sorry! I didn't know this would be. Still sick, right? Let me blow it up first."

Just as Rain finished talking, Summer's bedroom door suddenly broke down from the outside. Alka and Radid appear in the doorway. Looking at Rain who was blowing Summer's hand which was burnt.

"What are you doing?" tanya Radid expels his embarrassment because he had misunderstood.

"You didn't do anything, did you?" ask Radid again.

"No! Me and Summer were cooking in the kitchen. But I was forgetful to throw tempeh into cooking oil, so it hit Summer."

"Isn't that right?" look for Radid who is afraid of help.

"Yes, Brother! Just look at the kitchen is still a mess!" Summer who had been silent, finally raised her voice.

"Yes already! You don't go alone in the room if it's not halal, because the devil is seductive when he gets the chance."

"Good, Bang!" sahut Rain clumsy. "Let's continue cooking. Let Mommy rest."

Alka did not immediately agree to her papa's invitation. He approached Summer who was sitting on the edge of the bed. "Alka wants to see Mother first. Mother, where is sick?"

"It's Honey. It's okay kho!" Summer also showed her hands that looked bulging brown.

"It hurts, Bun?" ask Alka worried. He also blows a burn on Summer's hand.

"No, my dear. It's already inflatable Alka so it's healing right away. Thanks, son!" Summer kisses Alka's head before her son leaves along with Rain.

Summer only saw Rain and Alka leaving her room. A moment of pondering, thinking of the reaction from his father Rain. Although he continued to dismiss all his bad prejudices, but every utterance from his father Rain still ringed in the ears.

I hope that Mom and Dad will accept Alka. After all, Alka remained the blood of Rain's flesh. Although they deny it, Inner Summer.

Tired of being in the room, Summer decides to go to the kitchen. He saw Alka sitting on Rain's cooking shoulder. The boy looks happy to cook with his father.

"Alka get down, son! Rain why are you carrying Alka like that?" ask Summer to panic.

"Let Alka see clearly how to cook."

"Yes Bun. Let Alka cook for Mommy."

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