Widow Kepentok Duda

Widow Kepentok Duda
No need for blessing


“What does your question mean, what does Mama do?” Anisa looks upset that Farzan accused her of evil.


“Why can Mama be with him? Mama definitely knows who she is,” Farzan said as he pointed to the cafe where Chila is now.


Chila herself did not want to know if she had been asked to leave. The girl sat down and ate her lunch.


Anisa turned to Chila, and then guessed who the little girl was helping her, making Farzan accuse her.


“So she's the widow's son?” Anisa looks unhappy, especially because Farzan has misunderstood her.


“Name Sandra, Ma. Even though she is a widow, it is no different from my double status.” Farzan made it clear that Anisa did not continue to say bad words about Sandra.


Anisa clasped tightly onto the tote bag rope, with her gaze constantly fixed on her son who seemed to hate her now.


“That woman really has a bad influence on you. Dissent, oppose, now you can even accuse your own mama. Day ....” Anisa paused her speech and pointed to Chila being. “Come to help the troubled Mama, even Mama doesn't know who she is, then you accuse Mama of talking to her. You have changed, Zan. Mom disappointed!”


The woman's gaze was full of disappointment fixed on the only son. All that actually can not be separated from the fault of Anisa who made Farzan finally did not believe the woman.


“I told you, all my changes are due to the attitude of Mama who disagrees with my choice. If Mama had understood better, I wouldn't be like this.” Farzan explains again so that Anisa does not continue to misunderstand Sandra.


Anisa looks furious, glances at Chila then looks at Farzan.


“Serah!” The woman stepped in to leave Farzan, until her steps were stopped by the words of the son as she was about to pass.


“I will marry her without or with Mama's consent, she has already agreed and I will arrange our wedding as soon as possible.”


After saying that sentence, Farzan turned his back then followed Chila who was eating quietly.


Anisa was so surprised by her gaping mouth, how could Farzan say that.


“Di-she really doesn't consider me her mother anymore?”


Anisa felt her heart broken, the son she was proud of and became her last hope, now did not need her blessing. He turned his head and looked at Farzan who was already sitting with Chila, looking at the son who was smiling warmly at the little girl who had just entered into the life of the son.


“Do you want more?” farzan asked as he looked at Chila who was eating voraciously.


Chila shook her head, then replied, “Chila is full.”


“Tadi Chila why suddenly go?” ask Farzan.


Chila looked out and saw Anisa who had left, then looked back at Farzan.


“Chila pity see grandma is hardship, like Mama Liana if trouble bring a lot of stuff,” replied Chila who is certainly honest.


Farzan was surprised by Chila's reply, feeling a bit guilty for having accused her mother without proof. She is only afraid that if Anisa affects Chila with bad speech, especially Chila is easily reactive with bad speech or actions directed at her.


“Oh .. so.”


“Om Farzan know?” chila asked with a gaze fixed on Farzan, but his hands were still twirling the spoon on the plate.


Farzan nodded, then replied, “Yes, she's her mother Om.”


Chila didn't look surprised at something that wasn't important to her. The girl grabbed the glass filled with juice and sucked it up quickly.


Farzan looked at Chila who looked relaxed, then intended to re-expose his intention to talk about his marriage to Sandra.


“Chila, Om Farzan wants to talk. Om hope Chila listens to completion before answering,” said Farzan gave instructions first.


Chila nodded after she finished drinking, then focused on listening to what Farzan was going to say.


“Chila, if Om Farzan is married to Mama, so that Om can be with Mama and Chila, the three of us together. Does Chila allow?” Farzan spoke very carefully, lest any of his words offend Chila.


Chila was speechless at Farzan's words, her gaze and facial expression could not be defined.