Ex Wife Becomes Stepmom
19. Jessi, the one who became my stepmother!

DANu POV

Upon arrival in Jakarta, I immediately looked for Dad. But said mbok Yem, father again out of town with his future wife. I asked exactly where, Mbok Yem even shook his head not knowing.

Kardi did the same. He didn't know he said, he was just escorting a father and a young woman to the airport.

My heart is racing to hear the word young. It seems like dad did want to embarrass me by marrying a young and poor woman. I can guess if that woman just wants to memorize dad.

I terrorized Dad with hundreds of calls, messages. In the afternoon, my father replied to my message.

I don't want to get only short answers. I chose to call Dad.

"Assalamualaikum, yeah!" Sapaku.

"What's up, Nu? From your message you seem to mind father remarrying?" I took a deep breath in response to father's words. Dad misunderstood me, I don't mind as long as the girl is your age and is also in a blue line with us.

"Who would you marry, Dad? Don't just make a decision. Later dad left just know taste. Well, women today must be selected correctly. Especially said mang Kardi would-be wife father was the same age as Jessi, still very young, Dad." I said in the end.

"He's not just anyone, son. The origin of the family is clear, their family has the largest oil palm plantation in Kalimantan. He is also a good, obedient boy, besides he is not the person you say he is. She's a widow, she's also the one who's on a blue line with us. Anyway dad will still get married, no matter your blessing or not!" Firm Dad who made me more shok and almost hangers to hear a series of compliments from father.

But at least I can breathe a sigh of relief. Dad didn't marry a random woman.

"Dad's not like you picking a woman who's not as good as you!" Sindir's a sarcasm to me. Got again! If you have discussed caste, Anaya is indeed faster hit. Because, he came from a suburban person who fought hard to survive in the city of Jakarta.

Despite that, he was a tough and strong boy. He fought for his mother. His wicked father abandoned them and chose to marry another woman.

"Not take Anaya with you, yeah."

"Who said it was Anaya. Let's not say a name, it's just Anaya poor woman who you had dated?!" Ask Dad to shut my mouth.

You have no feelings! Maybe he brought up the paid women I've been dating.

"Know, ahh. Never mind, tell me where you're getting married. Let Danu come with Anaya, when Danu's married father did not come." Ketus I satirize father who prepared the marriage without telling me first.

"No need. I don't need a guardian for marriage. Anyway, you wait at home. Later after it's legitimate, I'll take it home. You-"

"Mas!" The voice of a woman calling out to father stopped her chattering. Without warning, Dad suddenly turned off his phone call.

"Ck ... You fucking father!" I'm pissed.

Because I feel neglected by Dad. I tried to contact Jessi, but it wasn't picked up at all. Not out of sense, I typed in a series of messages on Jessi.

Jes, how are you?

You know I don't want to get married again, you know!

The father-to-be said he was young. Your age, but a widow she said. Great yes, our father can get a young wife. Though dad is old 😁

Jes, you've got another couple, huh?

Jes, if we refer. I promise I'll take Anaya off. Even if I had to, I'd make him never see us again. You, can't you open your heart to me again, Jes?

Jes, by the way you invited me not to his wedding? Go with yuk. I paid for transportation.

Jessi, I Miss you '' ''is over

I love you, baby, I love you

"Mas, why smile at yourself? Who are you chatting with?" I flinched to see Anaya who was already standing in front of me. In a hurry I put my phone in my pants pocket. Then go to my room.

Since returning from Bali. I decided to split up the room with Anaya, even though she was still in the same apartment.

At night, I was surprised to see a teary Anaya staring at my phone screen. He looked at me sharply, then threw my phone to shreds.

"What do you mean talk to Jessi's mother, Mas!" Angry with a piercing glare. "You have the heart that I continue to marry again with Miss Jessi, yes, Mas! Answer, Mas!"

"You're nothing, anyway. So don't carelessly look at the privacy of others, hurt yourself!" reply as relaxed as possible.

"Your work, Mas! Wicked! No, you can't leave me. Can't!" He grinned while squeezing his own hair like crazy.

"Crazy for you, Nay! Your hair can fall out!"

"I don't care, Mom. I don't want you to go, Mom. No, please don't stay with me. I'd be dead if there wasn't any of you" he said, kneeling beside the campus, making me feel guilty. Yes, Allah, in fact, to what extent do you want to test the limits of the patience of your sinful servant.

"Yes, yes, I promise, Nay. I promise, yes!" My words calmed Anaya who for the first time became a craze.

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So, to avoid that. I had to persuade Anaya slowly. It was fortunate that Anaya could understand and let me go home. However, it was still after accompanying her to dinner as usual.

Arriving at dad's. I see the atmosphere is already quiet. Mbok Yem was not even seen when he was eight at night.

"Den Danu, just got home?" Mbok Yem asked suddenly from the direction of the main entrance.

"Yes. Where are you from, Mbok?" Ask wonder.

Mbok Yem looks shy smile. Then he showed the paper bag to me. "That, Den. From the nganterin of the gift cloth of Neng-ehh means young mistress. It was so, a little long ago. Den Danu wants to eat, aunty heat up the food first, yes, Den. Ladies and gentlemen tonight is not dinner, busy hehe brides' night" Mbok Yem said with a shy smile.

I shook my head in wonder. Basic newlyweds, can-can be absent from eating just because they want to eat each other ckckck.

"No need, Mbok. I ate at the apartment earlier," I refused to be smooth on Mbok Yem.

After that I immediately headed to my room. Thinking of Jessi for a moment, then falling asleep soundly.

At six in the morning I woke up. Get ready to go to the office. Occasionally there was a rowdy sound of Mbok Yem and his new wife from the kitchen. Haa ... Exactly the same when Jessi was still the daughter-in-law in this house. I miss this calming atmosphere.

Maybe my decision to remarry was right.

When I was ready, I opened the door. It's just that I'm fixated on seeing a beautiful face, with natural makeup polish, as well as knee-length dress clothes that look right on the curves of his body.

Jessi, it's Jessi. I saw him talking to me. It's just that I didn't hear too much because I was still fixated on her beauty. Why didn't Jessi dress up like this when she was my wife? Besides, what's he doing here? Or maybe-don't--- Or

The knocking of the pentopel shoes and the heels turned my attention towards the stairs. I was already waiting for the arrival of his father and his new wife, who turned out to be my ex-wife-the wife of his own son looking intently at the father.

"So, is this why Jessi's dad asked for a divorce from me?!" I'm just impatient.

Jessi seemed surprised at my high voice. I saw Jessi linking her palms to Dad. Damn, he stroked the back of his hand with his thumb.

Makes my anger boil. I feel betrayed. Is it possible that they have actually been cheating behind my back for a long time? But since when? Has he been seen showing off his favorite daughter-in-law's food on whatsapp? It's so stupid that I can just trust them.

I think you should let Jessi divorce me. Jessi dared to decide to divorce from me. Turns out he had a replacement before he divorced me. 

"So that ring in dad's status wa that's your wedding ring? The photo of the woman who turned away in a replacement outfit turned out to be a photo of Jessi?" My boy in a row, "It's just fine that I'm not allowed to come. I'm afraid Jessi canceled your marriage and turned to me again, aren't you?"

"Enough Danu!"

"Father enough! I didn't think it out. I could be having an affair with my own son-in-law! What kind of a depraved father like this. When the son is not around, the son-in-law I use!" My wrath is full of emotion. It was just that, when that white, smooth, and soft hand touched his face firmly. I'm stunned!

This is the first time Jessi's slapped me. All this time, he never even showed anger at me. Can you trick my meek Jessi into being rude like this?!

Plaque ... 

"I'm not that cool, and it's that low, Danu! I have a self-esteem that I hold high. Just because Anaya wants to be an affair, doesn't mean I'm the same!" Jessi shouted loudly at me. My heart ached when she brought up my affair with Anaya. And he did the same.

After slapping me, Jessi also yelled at me. I was furious to hear that, imagining Jessi having a night out with my dad made me even more angry.

"Don't involve Anaya, Jessi. You yourself are cheap! Don't tell another woman."

Brak ...

"And you!" Dad snapped at me. I realized, my words were too harsh on Jessi who I had always considered my own sister. Even during this time, my heart has turned to love him.

"You're right, Danu. I'm cheap! I even slept with your father before we got married. Want to know when we did it? Right the first time you called me after the divorce. When you ask whose clothes I want to borrow, it's your father's clothes. I'm cheap, I'm despicable, I'm a sinner. But I'm not a cheat like you!" His roar was loud, then ran up the stairs.

"Your satisfaction? Satisfied to see my wife crying after the day I married her? Satisfied to see my wife blaming herself, saying herself cheap? Satisfied you insulted my wife?! Go, you. Don't come back to this house before you can accept the fact that Jessi is your stepmother!"

"Well?!" My argument does not accept. It doesn't matter if I'm kicked out, it's just imagining Jessi being my stepmother. My heart is crumpled with taste!

I look like I want to scold me again. It's just that he paused his intention when we heard the sound of a suitcase wheel being dragged from upstairs. I rounded my eyes to see Jessi with her youth wanting to leave. But, that's good!

"Sorry, Mas. I can't! Come home to my house tonight. I've brought some of your clothes. Don't forget to eat lunch later, I love you, Mas."

Pt ...

I'm looking forward to hearing Jessi's invitation to Dad. She didn't leave the house because she wanted a divorce, but instead took my father?

"You see! Jessi would rather get out of this house than see my son coming down from the house. Look, Danu. My wife even puts your interests first! Tonight come with me to Jessi's house. Apologize to your mother, I don't want to know!"