MARRYING DOWN THE BED?
2. Plans For Mutual Discovered
"Come, Simon."
"Just think about it for a while, Hari. But don't be long. Safira may have been told by her family about our plan and it seems Safira would not mind. To this day there has been no mention from the family of your late wife that Sapphira refused to be betrothed to you."
Wh-duhh...
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My name is Hari Pratama, 37 years.
A man who worked as a lawyer and widower of my late wife. During her life and 5 years of marriage, my wife worked as a fellow lawyer named Ranti Kemala Sari. Sh Ranti.
We got married at the age of 28 and Ranti 27, had 3 sons and a daughter, Yuanita is now 7 years old and twins Rian and Restu are 4 years old.
After giving birth to these twins, 3 days later Ranti closed the age. Doctor's diagnosis: cardiac arrest.
Ranti does have a history of heart disease in her and her family. But she insisted on giving birth to the twins once we found out in the womb was pregnant with twins with the opinion of Ranti who stated she would be healthy and fine, he said, there will be no problems with the heart even if there are a few innate complaints.
As well as the doctor himself has given permission to continue the pregnancy as long as Ranti is always good at taking care of herself, does not filter heavy energy, also diligently consulted a doctor, then, the pregnancy was continued.
But the fate between us must say something else.
Peripartum cardiomyopathy in him does not allow Ranti to see the continuation of the life of the twins after being born normally safely to the face of this earth.
My wife was unable to fight the complaints that she then felt.which made her condition suddenly drop and increasingly drop worrying minutes to minutes to hours to hours.
Still in the happy atmosphere of the birth of the twins, I also have to give up the sign of surrender from Ranti. He also went home. The fight ended before my own eyes...
My wife has sacrificed her life to bring Rian and Restu before me, to the world.
So how could they so easily advise me to forget about Ranti? Looking for a replacement for his position?
They can't understand that I'm not that kind of guy, yet they can't be that lazy to forget about Ranti.
How I felt to be crushed to pieces of dust that I sent to the ashes of my wife's body.
He begged before the final breath so that his body was drunk and fled to a sea in Java there. But as a last memory, he still wants a navel as a symbolic memento of his existence ever existed in the middle of this nature.
Up to this moment I still could not understand what was the intention behind this late last wish, which at that moment obviously I did not have the courage to ask for let alone reject it.
After that, for 4 years of my widower life, I have not yet opened my heart to the presence of another woman, a new woman into my adult life.
The busy work seems to take away the life span, as if making me have no time left just to try the fad first looking for one of 1/2 the total population of the earth is a female creature to make a companion for new life.
Not to mention, I still have to take part in taking care of and caring for our 3 children who have been born and brought home from the Hospital, so far, I'm happy to be helped by my mom and dad and in-laws occasionally babysitting on their own. Without the intervention of a nanny.
So once the results of last night's family discussion had been decided to try to match me with Safira sister number 3 of my late wife, I prepared this with Sapphira to 'discovered'.
Mama and papa so hope Safira will be able to replace Ranti's older brother as my future wife. My new wife, I'm with Yuan, Rian and Restu.
How do I feel about this?
Its clear. Make more dizzy 7 round the head that has been messed up a lot about work and te*ek whimpering other things.
"What's 10 years younger than you that makes you feel a bit objected to being betrothed to your sister-in-law, Har?" asked Irfan my best friend, quite concerned as soon as I heard the story that I had foreseen before him.
"Wrong two, three, four, five?" Irfan seemed interested in responding further my complaint.
"I don't like being set up. I still live alone. I'm not with Safira because she's my sister-in-law. That's the main reason."
That's honest. My principle is in all three things.
"Ooo..." Irfan's head nodded.
Half muttered I said,
"Hopefully Safira suddenly rejected me. So that the meeting doesn't have to happen. That situation will only make us both awkward..."
"He's agreed and ready to be betrothed to you?" Irfan's coffee shakes aren't enough to provoke my taste even if I'm a coffee enthusiast. Being not having a good mud like at this time, hearing the sound of Irfan's inhalation on the coffee even make my ears hurt.
Responding to what Irfan had asked, I answered while breathing out,
"It looks like it is. A week ago my parents had discussed this to his family and until now there has been no news of his rejection."
"Does that mean Sapphira is ready?"
"It seems like it's already."
"Or maybe she refused, Har, but your wife's family hasn't told you at this point?"
"No way," I was skeptical. "If Sapphira had indeed rejected it, why would they linger to tell us? Most likely the girl had already agreed and their family was waiting for the right time to discuss it further. Yeah, at the meeting later."
"Wahh..severe."
"Bikin' dizzy, Fan."
"Yes yes, I can understand that."
"Stupidly..," I patted my forehead, ".I did not from far away think of anticipating this, and just dating a girl carelessly but that suits my own taste."
Irfan's head again nodded in agreement with my spark. He said, "Yes, how about you start looking for that woman from now on?"
Looking for it now?... While poking my mouth I shook my head. "No. I feel lazy to start."
"God..." Irfan sipped his coffee again. "So what's your final conclusion?"
"Kh..." I shake my head. "No, you know."
"That's not your type, Har?" irfan asked while putting the mug back on the table, putting on a serious face waiting for my answer.
"Mmmm..." Irfan's question made me pause to think for a moment in front of him, "If I talk about whether he's my type or not, I can answer him right now that he's not my type." Affirming my words, my head nodded. "So, really not my type. Sapphira was too young, almost still childish. Indeed, the person is quite sweet, kind, friendly, obedient.." I was quoting the words mama, ".but that's the kind of nature of a woman that I actually look boring."
Irfan gawking, "O-oww..."
"I'm more likely to hang out with my sister under Ranti. Lydia. Unfortunately, Lydia now has a boyfriend and reportedly already engaged to her boyfriend. Lydia's been dating that guy for a long time. Since they went to college together."
"Oo.tuition friends"
"Yes." Yeah."
