THE LOVE OF THE FUTURE WIDOWER
Morning Crash

The tears and shame along with the anger that he was unable to throw with words even actions that Nadira would do.

Nadira brought back the suitcase that he had not opened to the car that had been prepared by mang Budi driver who used to serve the needs of Pak Baskoro.

All has happened, like rice has already become porridge, gaping wounds will be difficult to dry.

Herman who was reluctant to enter his room, it was hard to accept the reality of the first love he nurtured from the beginning is now a painful betrayal for him.

"Pa... I couldn't bear to see Herman so down in his marriage," Bu Ariani sighed and found it hard to keep her eyes closed in her sleep that night.

The events that had just happened, were always reflected in his memory.

"Had ma, it was Nadira's choice and Herman's decision was absolute, only our grandchildren will be the victims of this incident." Mr. Baskoro hugged Bu Ariani's body from behind in his arms, and took her into the world of their dreams.

"Sleep ma... Don't forget to pray that Herman will soon get a dream mate and a replacement Mama for Kayla."

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The aroma of the seasoning that was being stirred on the frying pan, was very appetizing. Especially the stomach that has been rumbling.

Special fried rice with a sprinkling of fried shallots, and eggs plump plus jasmine tea shrimp crackers that Anjani brought from the village, the results of the front house plants accompany the breakfast menu with slices of red papaya blushing and fresh, really! Delicious breakfast and not obligatory to complain of course.

"Ma.. it looks like Anjani pinter cook youh yes, hemm will add later ma," muttered Pak Baskoro while blinking his eyes.

While waiting for breakfast, Baskoro and Bu Ariani sat on the side porch of the house while holding Kayla, who actively provides food for domesticated koi fish in the pond.

"Hhem, as long as there is no cholesterol," seduced Bu Ariani with a smile while continuing to throw concentrate grains for the koi fish.

Suddenly....

Aahhhh please.....

The two sounds of a mix of male and female, both loud and loud shocked the entire house.

"Gusti... Jani?" Then followed by the voice of bi Ijah who was no less loud.

"You!"

"Father.pak Her... Herman," Anjani's voice stammered while throwing her face at the window.

"Hey why are you here? in the way you pervert seeing someone coming out of the bathroom!" Herman said while wearing his tee shirt hastily in reluctant towel that is still wrapped around his subordinates.

"I'm sorry I didn't know you were coming out of that bathroom, didn't you sleep in the upstairs room? Why take a shower in the kitchen bathroom?" It was not Herman who railed against the question but instead Anjani who smoothly asked Hermansyah.

Herman red-flagged his face restrained the embarrassment of immediately stepping his feet towards the guest room downstairs, while Anjani almost had his heart reluctant to stop beating fast, the, when you see how solid the chest of the master's field is pure white with water grains that are still left there.

Mr. Baskoro and Bu Ariani who witnessed the commotion they both could not help but laugh, "mama.ila mamam." Kayla let go of the morning commotion that left the whole family shocked.

"Our house is going to come, Mom? Anjani apparently likes to talk loudly too, he.he.he.." bi Ijah's speech interspersed with a smile without any intention other than joking.

Everyone was sitting in their chairs and doing breakfast together, suddenly Kayla who was sitting in the high chair interrupted. "Mama, where?"

The stir-fried rice that was just about to enter Herman's mouth, stopped for a moment to hear the sound.

"Mama, let's go mammy time!" Kayla shouted back loudly.

"Darling, Kayla's papa's son! Kayla mam first! Mama is still working not home, later if you have gone home can mamam with Kayla," entertain Herman mediate the silence created suddenly.

"That's mama! Want mamam mama," Kayla whined when she saw the shadow of Anjani passing from behind the window, about to dry the clothes she just took from the washing machine.

"I.it's not my dear mama, it's Anjani's sister," replied Herman as he glanced at the indifferent Mr. Baskoro and continued to feed his fried rice voraciously and enjoy the meal.

"Oma, ila wants mama," Kayla has been planning to bring out her mainstay style so that her wishes are granted by her father.

"Ma. please tell Kayla about Nadira." Herman was frustrated by the circumstances that would befall his only daughter.

"Anjani, come here please!" Mr. Baskoro finally mediates Kayla's problems and her fear of Hermansyah.

Anjani with long steps immediately approached the call addressed to him, "yes sir, can I help you?"

"Kayla wants you to eat, and you eat! Because we have finished eating," Bu Ariani added words so as not to happen awkwardness in the morning.

Herman could only look at Anjani with a million questions, why Kayla could call her mom, and so familiar with her son with Anjani.

Anjani also looked at Herman with a sense of unease, because the eyes again made his heartbeat feel abnormal again.

Mr. Baskoro left the dining table first, throwing a mysterious smile at Hermansyah.

Then not long after Bu Ariani followed, following Pak Baskoro to the flower garden in the backyard of the house.

"Father, come on mam, aa...." Kayla with a funny face mimic like teaching food to Hermansyah.

"Sorry Mr. Herman, I have been here four days, at the will of Mr. Baskoro. Then I don't understand why Kayla always calls me Mama, either" Anjani kept staring at Herman, while not caring she kept eating her own fried rice.

"Emmm, today's cooking is very good, tomorrow please tell bi Ijah, make me the same as this to supply to the office yes, Anjani," said Herman to divert the conversation.

"It's me who cooks sir, why? Father likes? I'll be happy to cook again sir." Anjani was happy that his boss also liked his favorite fried rice.

Kayla eats voraciously, she doesn't even care about the talk of the adult next to her, who equally multiplies each other's nervousness.

"Thank you, I have to go to the office, I leave my child, if fussy please contact the office directly to me." Message Hermansyah while standing and approaching Kayla, kiss the forehead of the toddler and leave for work.

"Papa, tium mama too!" Kayla orders while looking at the confused Anjani.

"Well...!"

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Duh little children do not understand the inner conflict of adults justie bestie 😂, play tell tium tium anyway 🤣.

okay deh bestie thumbs up Ojo lali😂

Greetings Dear Always by RR 😘

To be continued 😉