Married Three Breeding Widow
93. Young Om
"Don't cry on." The man sighed at Juwita's tears with his hands, continuing to carefully hold the bandage on Juwita's head. "Let's have your head hurt again, you know. I'm sad, Wi."
Juwita slowly stopped crying, wiping her face against her sleeve. Indeed his head became sick because of the rough move earlier, so Juwita did not protest when the man lifted it.
They pass Adji by, even though the man realizes that Adji seems very uncomfortable.
Adji's mind went blank. When Ajeng who harassed his family was in sight, Adji just passed, telling people to bring Ajeng alone and more focused on seeing Juwita with the man.
Wh who? They look close. Very close in fact.
More time in the car, the man even dared to kiss Juwita on the forehead, continuing to mute 'don't cry because it hurts' as if she was Juwita's husband.
Adji's concerns about Abhimanyu slowly dissipated when Sandy contacted him, saying that Abhimanyu was with him, training in the stadium.
Adji's focus is only on Juwita, on how his wife looks so spoiled with other men.
"Wi, would you like some ice cream?" ask the guy.
Adji felt hot as Juwita nodded, in a position she hid face to the man's neck.
Hotter, the man hints at Adji's car turning into Mcd, ordering ice cream through the drive-thru track.
It was all too sudden until Adji was just confused and silent. He tried to digest what the interaction meant, although gradually it was getting hotter instead of understanding.
The man feeds Juwita an ice cream, then eats from a scoop of Juwita's scars, chuckles comforting the woman who should now be in Adji's arms.
"Why? Your head hurts?" The man asked again, attentively holding Juwita's head. "Lo bring some medicine?"
"No."
Adji barely glared as the man dared to pull Juwita closer to his embrace, and his hand was clearly on his wife's waist.
What exactly is he doing to someone's wife?!
"Try sleeping like gini. You like to sleep when hugged."
Adji's expression was already very cold. Now he was just looking ahead, silent until they got home.
Adji doesn't even realize that Banyu isn't coming home with him. Get out of the car, get into the house to calm down.
"Jewith!"
The car door opened, disturbing their affection.
When Father saw who was hugging Juwita, he raised a surprised eyebrow.
"Five."
The man, Bima, chuckled while slowly descending without releasing Juwita from his embrace.
"When were you in Jakarta? Why not say it?"
"Sorry surprise, dong. Moreover, I'm horrified this marriage child does not say."
Juwita pouting. "Gue said the same to you."
"Send the word doang yes I think lo becanda, oneng. Let me not hear the gossip, where I believe." Bima rubbed the wet traces on Juwita's face once again. "Most of my girls it's marriage time not using a party. Blasphemy. Virgin child if marriage should be a treasure tuh prospective man lo. Entar if marriage is not to be loved."
"Like me, weeeek."
Mom came closer, patting Bima on the back. "You should have said, Bim."
The one who was given the speech instead laughed without sin, hugged Juwita and kissed the top of her head repeatedly.
"Wedding lo why feel brawl anyway, Wi? I almost forced cere. No, cere ajalah, cere. Split up lo."
"Bima, it can't be that."
Mama and Papa had needed time to digest the situation, but slowly they realized, coming closer to the family.
"It's .. Your youngest, right?" ask Mom to Mom.
Mom immediately smiled, rubbing Bima's arm. "Yes, this is Juwita's young man."
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