Rusty Widow
05.DON'T TOUCH MY SON!

"Come alika! Spirit for cuan!" Muttered alika with a breath that was stingy pedaling his bicycle.

Alika continues to pedal while carrying 3 crackles containing dirty clothes with her weight she continues to try to get to her home. After trying hard to pedal with gratitude alika finally arrived in his yard. Alika leaned her bike for a while and alika immediately dropped herself on the asphalt with her legs straightened and then massaged her sore knees. With a breath that ngosan alika inhale the air greedily and throw it rough. Ema who just came out saw alika sitting in the yard of her house with her legs left straight worried.

"Yes Allah Alika...!" Shouts ema ran a little over to Alika who was soaking wet because of her sweat and milk. "You why? Why is it soaking wet like this?" Ask me again worried.

"Haaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Alika is tired of it! Try mama shadowin alika must take a laundry bike and must carry 3 bags of heavy large crackers! His fatigue is amazing, mah!" Sahut alika with irregular breath.

"Yes Allah.. Yes, you took a shower.. This is your son fussing about it! Laundry problems later let mama take it inside!" Let's say she's still holding the little guy.

Alika did not answer she just nodded her head then rose from her seat and rushed to clean herself so that her child could suckle comfortably. Not long ago alika had finished bathing and changed clothes and took her child carried by ema immediately alika breastfeeding her child to sleep. Alika who felt tired also fell asleep. But alika was surprised because she woke alika by wiggling her arms without making a sound.

"Eh why mah!" Alika said half a whisper so that her child did not wake up.

"That's what the Laundry is going to do? Let mama do it all and then you get back to rest!" She said in half whisper.

Alika did not answer her words she immediately got up and came out of her room and spoke at length outside the room so as not to disturb her son.

"That said there was a white dress school uniform mah! She asked for her white uniform to be like new again and clean! Should I wear bleach?" Alika said the willingness of customers.

"Oooh, that's my mom's business! Mama guarantees customers will be satisfied after the clothes are delivered!" Ema so confidently.

"Oooh, it's up to mom! If iron business let alika business!" Alika then left ema who washed her clothes.

Alika went back into her room and returned to lay herself beside the little one. Alika closed her eyes and it did not take long for Alika to fall asleep by herself because she was very tired today.

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One month later

Alika has almost achieved her success through her laundry business. So the spirit of alika drove her laundry using a bicycle and put a basket behind her to put the clothes that she would take or she took. Sometimes alika also brought her son to ride a bicycle by carrying her using her shawl cloth.

There are many customers who are very satisfied with the results of alika laundry. Some even give him a little bonus because alika while carrying her child that he carried. Alika is happy because Alika is back to making money even though while taking care of her child at home. But one night Alika was so upset that it was so big. Alika saw fahri who was casually pacing back and forth unwilling to work just a foot barge at home eating and drinking hitchhiking and making alika feel furious if she saw a lazy man. Alika who was ironing clothes did not see her son around her. But alika looking for the whereabouts of her son and apparently fahri took her to the room and invited her to play. Alika did not accept and immediately snatched her son from the lap of fahri.

"Never touch my son!" Pekik alika did not accept her son touched by fahri.

Fahri just quietly did not budris finally took his phone and played it. Alika leaves the fahri and babbles at length at the fahri after coming out of her room.

Ema who heard their quarrel finally moved from her seat and approached alika in the middle room who had been holding her child.

"What's alika?" Ask Ema who doesn't know their problem.

Alika who stood holding her son did not answer her words just glanced at him at a glance and looked back at Fahri who was standing in front of the door of her room. Ema saw fahri laughing and blabbing indistinctly at the alika heard by ema.

"Haha...! Your mother's people just shut up don't bother me if I want to work or not! Why are you angry and vague? Hahahaha, you crazy woman! It's only fitting that your husband leaves you because you're a mad woman!" Fahri said lightly to make alika ignited emotions.

Ema who saw the two of them fighting confused do not know what to do because only the only male fahri who was in the house.

"Eeeeh, watch your words! Don't get me wrong! I left my husband! It's not him who left me! If you don't know, don't be so smart!" Shouted alika pointing her finger at fahri's face.

"God! Keep your attitude, Dad! I feed you every day!" Shouted fahri again pointing his hand at alika's face.

"Haha...! Do you feed me every day? Hmh! I eat with my own work! You're the one who ate with me! you deliberately quit your job and just wanted to eat with me! I already know your rotten wits just want to be fed and given money from my mama!" Shouted alika did not care about the neighbors who would hear his voice. "Basar men do not know shame do not know themselves and can only drop their own self-esteem!" Pekkik alika with a humbling tone then turned her body to return to the family room to calm her son who was crying hysterically.

Ema screamed and ran small towards alika because she saw Fahri walking to pick up a glass and would throw it towards alika.

"Prear..!" Fahri throws a glass at alika and is lucky to be rejected by ema who sees it.

Alika turned around and looked towards fahri and laughed it turns out that fahri was not on target. "Haha.. You're a sissy man! How dare women!" Ledek alika because the glass did not hit him.

"Sudaah... Sudaaah! Enough's enough! Shame on the neighbors!" Shouted ema who dariitadi trembling and cold heat confused to see the child and her husband quarrel.

"Do you see who your real husband is?" Alika said still with her emotional tone.

Ema did not answer alika. Ema now only feels confused about going to defend her son or her husband. For sure, she does not side with anyone because she does not want the problem to be more complicated. The two of them were still fighting each other's mouth and she took her grandson so as not to be affected by the emotions of the two. Ema was already upset because they were still fighting mouth would not stop. Ema finally went to the kitchen to pick up the kitchen knife and handed it to the two of them.

"Now..! Mama got me a knife! Let's just kill each other if you don't want to stop arguing!" I was upset with the behavior of both of them. "This..! Let's kill mama's husband!" Said ema thrusting the knife handed to alika. Alika did not press ema's words and she turned to hand over her knife to Fahri. "If you don't want to, Nih kill my son to make you satisfied!" Said ema handed her knife to fahri.

Ema dizzy to see the two were already silent with irregular breathing. Fahri who saw ema behaving like that finally chose to leave the house to calm down. While alika took her child from her sling and went to her room and locked her from the inside. Ema who saw the two of them had already gone to throw the knife against the wall and dropped herself on the floor. Ema cried so much that she saw the quarrel between her son and her husband who hated each other. Either you have to how now, for sure you want to end all of it but what power ema do not know what to do. Her heart ached and hurt because her son and husband could not accept each other. Fahri who saw alika always ignored her even did not want to be spoken to finally hated her and admitted it to her mother. Alika who sees the behavior of the fahri who always look for face with ema also hates her attitude because she does not sincerely love ema from the heart. Rather love ema because she wants to be fed like leaning on her aunt.

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