Widower Without First Night And An Extraordinary Widow (Married By Child)
10: Besta*i

Rere's heart is too fragile. He who has been hungry for attention as well as affection, as if getting a handler. With Ojan, he got everything. Indeed the amount of material Ojan gave him was not much. But the way Ojan got it, as well as the fact that the man who always gives everything for him, is indeed a privilege in itself. Moreover, not everyone, including a husband, will do as Ojan did. Because let alone those who are considered less sane, the sane will not necessarily do it.

“Mom—my, why instead ... cry?” lirih Ojan felt guilty. “Sorry very yes, can not love much let alone the red-red.” What Ojan thought was the reason Rere was sad because the money he gave him was too little. “I want to love everything directly, but your time is not snack? I'm just happy to snack, let alone you guys, right?”

Rere shook his head, dismissing both the assumption and concern Ojan believed because for the man, the reason was crying because sad, the money Ojan gave only a little. “Neg, Dad. It's me really happy!” sure after he also reached the husband. The longer the closer the closer.

Moments later, the reality of Rere still sobbing, as well as his two careless eyes, became a concern for Excel. In front of his study, Excel, who happened to be coming out of his room and still standing on the lip of the door, stared at the weight of his brother's grief.

“Why? You guys fighting? I saw earlier, you are the same Ojan below already crying.” Excel looked at Rere full of calmness. The little sister was busy shaking her head and ended up holding her. The longer the closer the closer.

“I'm so happy, Mas. The reason I cried is because—” Rere told me everything. She was given ice cream and also her husband's first income, even though the hospital costs alone had been Ojan who financed using Ojan's savings and had been taken care of Sepri.

Hearing that, Excel gradually heaved a sigh of relief as he who also grabbed his sister back. “Something that relies on looks, it does not necessarily make you happy. Especially if you already know his character is not good and he can not be invited to change.”

“So what you have to do now, thank you at once take care. You've been thrashed because love looks at the physical as well as the throne and treasure. Physically he was injured, the treasure he had taken, there was really nothing left. Shadow if you are the same who is responsible, willing to work and even glorify you. Nothing is not good, the important thing can make you comfortable. No KDRT let alone snack carelessly.” That's all Excel can say, even if he believes, the younger brother will be much happier if he is with Ojan. “The key is patient, arahin, continue to support every hard work because I see, Ojan will work whatever origin he paid and can love you as Adam happiness. Thank goodness, his ideals so great artists keep your love a worthy life, realized in the near future.”

“Amin, Yes. Amin ... Now my prayer is really that!” reply Rere felt very grateful as well as lucky. Which until this moment, he still did not expect. He will find comfort from an Ojan. Whereas in the past, they met early and it was his intention to match their sister Alena with Sepri, Rere was scared to death to Ojan. Another with Adam who at that time was immediately convinced that Ojan was his daddy.

The story of today is completely closed with the memories of Beautiful Rere over the struggle of Ojan who always wanted to make their little family happy.

“Daddy, can you hug?” whinek Rere when everyone's asleep, but he can't.

Ojan, who was half conscious, was immediately excited. “Yes sure, Maiwaifi. I want to!” his spirit had immediately spread out both hands, and was ready to embrace Rere's body.

Getting the reception, Rere also became excited. Until the woman secretly realizes as well as acknowledges, her love for Ojan makes it start ala*y.

The next day, Ojan, who was ready for breakfast at the dinner table, overheard Azzam's voice from his cell phone. Ojan knew the phone as Azzura's. But because Ojan was curious, he deliberately peeked at the phone screen very carefully from the side.

“Innalilahi dubilah set*an!” shocked Azzam from across there.

In fact, Ojan only peeked from a very close distance.

“Hahahahaha!” Ojan laughed triumphantly. “Jam-Hour, Clock! It's me Jam! I'm a city guy, Jam! Yesterday I was voting, Jam. Even if only my teeth were taken. I was paid fifty thousand! Hahaha!”

“Jan, please conditioned, Jan. Keep your distance from the camera lens so that it looks here, not just the same whiskers your lips and teeth!” nagging Azzam again.

Not one bit offended let alone angry, Ojan immediately did Azzam's advice. He immediately retreated to look at Azzam intently.

“Oh, is it the same Uncle Ojan?” soft Azzura while carrying Sabiru. He just came back, and immediately relaxed when Ojan permission to chat with Azzam.

“Mbak Azzura, please correct the call for Ojan. Not to me, Sabiru same Aurora call Ojan uncle too!” protest Azzam from there, and really sewot.

While reaching for Azzura's phone leaned against the spoon container, Ojan said, “What's wrong if I'm called haunted is also Jam.”

“Well, really. Just angker. You are indeed haunted and suitable to be called haunted!” reply Ojan who momentarily became excited.

“Ran well, Jam. His English is uncle kok haunted. Angker means serem, horror is the point well, Jam,” Ojan said while sitting in one of the chairs there.

“Ya core is indeed suitable for you!” sergeant Azzam.

“But bojoku ayu, Jam!” reply Ojan proudly while smiling brightly at Azzam. While the purpose of the word “Bojoku ayu”, is a beautiful wife.

“I want to go to duk*un to ask, how could Rere want to be with you. His eyes got gu*na-gun*a what? Or, she suk*rupan, what about?” reply Azzam and have directly made Ojan ngakak.

“People shirk less attractive sign, so it has not been soledut!” bala Ojan was proud of his fate. Because for him, suddenly invited to marry by Rere is like a windfall.

“Oath to Jan. Here back to the village, I'm excited you made a dumbo catfish meal at the back of Septi's mami house!” from the other side, Azzam seemed so emotional, but it became a joy in itself for Ojan.

“Sabar Jam, patience. Pant*at patient guy with his stomach wide. Gini-gini right, we're besta*i. Aye, kan. Do you just want besta*i with Siti's mother?” reply Ojan who even more make his interlocutor horned.

Then, what will there be more excitement?