The Widower, the Walking Refrigerator (Trusting Widow)
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After waiting for time to relax at home with her husband, and finally it arrived, only she felt the right time for Yiren to tell what had happened today. Bayu was very careful in hearing Yiren's story.

Bayu just nodded and agreed to whatever happened today, because it felt like nothing was wrong. He is also reluctant to know the lives of others, just hearing his wife's version is more than enough. All he wanted was honesty. The rest he never cared about.

He asked if his daughter was comfortable when he met his aunt. Getting a comfortable answer then Bayu will not ask others. After all, Dinda or anyone related to his ex-wife, does have rights over Viola, but that does not mean Bayu will let his son too close to them. Of course, there are limits later.

"If you are Dinda, come to this house. Can you?" ask Yiren.

"Who will ban it?" ask Bayu.

Yiren did not need to ask anymore, he quite understood the content of the speech. It must be like his presumption if Bayu is the same as he who gave permission. As long as, his intention came only to come to grudge. Why can't I (?) Is not that a good thing and must be lived among every human in the world is not(?)

"Viola, go to sleep. It's night," said Bayu.

"Still at eight Pa, there's still Viola's favorite cartoon," Viola said, declining to go to bed.

"If it's an ad, go straight to sleep, baby?" tawar Bayu's.

"OK," Viola replied.

Not long after, Viola went straight to his room. "Be careful, read the prayer before going to bed."

"Yes Mama, good night. Viola slept first," Viola said kissing her parents' cheeks alternately after this. He went straight to the room no longer objection, he tends to always be a submissive child because since childhood has been taught by this Bayu. He creates a good character in his own child.

"You still watching?" ask Bayu.

"Yes, there's a cooking show. It's ten o'clock." Yiren was still focused on the television screen.

"Watch it in the room, do not disturb mbo Darmi also would want to rest, it's already night." Knock on the arlog clock.

"More fun, watch in the family room. I dare to watch it alone," Yiren replied

Inevitably, according to what else if there is a threat of the previous nights. Immediately nadir aja, rather than tomorrow many signs of love created. Yiren understood the strength of her husband when he was hungry, he was like a predator without a glance at the time.

•••

Arka soy sauce and make it lose pokus, and end up crashing into the guardrail road. There was still some luck as well, since he did not hit her too hard. Makes his body just scuff a little.

Coincidentally. Angel, take care of him. The first words Angel said were.

"Still alive?"

Arka chuckled cynically hearing it, this doctor was so light towards her. Yes, even if it's just he can hear.

"Angel, if I die. There's no way I can talk here" Arka said

"Repeat again, ordinary soy sauce can be fatal. Be careful," said Angel.

"Cie, the doctor's paying attention to me."

Angel did not respond, he just went back to his duties.

"Tante Dwi, will be here any minute. I still have other business" Angel said.

"Oh like this, a doctor's subscription?" ask Arka more into satire.

"Don't be childish, there are sisters who will wait for Auntie Dwi to come" explained Angel.

"Alright," replied Arka.

Not long after Angel left, right too. It turned out that Auntie Dwi and om Hardi came. At first Aunt nagged the wayward Arka, accused of carrying a car with mischief. In fact, not at all. Arka getting a defense from om Hardi, the relationship between the two has improved.