Tough Widow
Disagree

Ms. Winda repeatedly tasted the food that entered her mouth. Judging from the simple processing it is certain it is just a home-cooked food, but the taste is comparable to five-star restaurant food. 

Angga who sat in front of him was waiting for a review from the mother who still seemed to judge with her tongue. 

"Where, Ma?" Angga was getting impatient with the reply of Missa. 

His one hand was ready to take the chicken thigh from his spot. 

"It's delicious, Ga. Where did you buy it?" tanya Bu Winda enthusiastically. 

Angga immediately tasted it without answering the question from Miss. He wanted to taste the food of his wife. 

Not wrong again, Ayu is suitable to plunge in the culinary field. 

"This is from the future daughter-in-law, Mama," Angga replied in between his meals. 

Now he has more courage to open little by little the figure of Ayu in front of Missa. Although there was no answer from the woman yet, she was sure to accept it. 

"Prospective son-in-law?" repeat, Missa put down her spoon and fork. A smile expands at the corner of her lips. 

The dog moves his eyes to the right and left. Not yet fully able to tell the relationship is still vague. 

"Please take it that way." Continuing to eat, pretending not to hear the question of Missa who bertubi. 

"Patience, Ma. Soon I will give my best," Angga assured. 

"Mama's been patient for too long, Ga. Anyway on your birthday later you should have brought a future wife," press Missa clearly. 

Angga could only nod appreciating the request of his mother. That means he must be able to persuade Ayu to accept him as a prospective husband. 

"By the way your future wife is how old? And where do you work?" ask Bu Winda kepo. 

Angga chews his food slowly. Actually he was still afraid to reveal the identity of Ayu to his mother, but sooner or later he had to explain everything. 

"Thirty-one years old, Ma. He works odd jobs. Ayu also has three children," said Angga honestly, hoping that Miss Winda will accept what is. 

"What?" Miss Winda shakes in disbelief. His attitude changed immediately upon hearing that explanation.

"You're not kidding me, are you?" continued ketus. 

Angga. "I'm serious." 

Miss Winda pushed the plate in front of her. Then take a glass of water. Waving his hand towards the passing housekeeper. 

"Dispose of all this food. I don't like."

Instantly Angga held the hand of the middle-aged woman who was about to take food from Ayu. He closed it again and pulled it in front of him. 

"Why should it be thrown away? Don't you like the food?"

Angga had guessed, surely his mother disagreed while listening to the explanation about Ayu. However, he had many ways of persuading the woman. 

"So my mom liked it, but now she doesn't have an appetite." 

"Is this because of Ayu's status?" 

Miss Winda was silent. Without being asked, Angga already knows the answer. Turned his eyes the other way. That was enough to signal that he did not agree with their relationship. 

"I know Ayu's not a criterion, Mama. He was married and had children. He's even older than me. As long as you know, a soul mate cannot be regulated by humans. Agree or not I will continue this relationship" said Angga straightforwardly. 

He stood up from his seat. Leaving the Winda ma'am still deep in his mind. 

Bringing food from Ayu to the back. I told my aunt to keep it. 

Then, Angga went to the room with heavy steps. What he feared finally happened. His struggle to get Ayu has not been fully achieved, but there is another unfortunate obstacle across. 

O Allah, open the door of your heart and Ayu. These are the two women I currently love.

Angga sat on the edge of the bed. Thinking hard, looking for a way to make Miss Winda accept Ayu. 

Whatever I'm gonna do for you, Yu. 

Angga called Ayu. That way he is calmer and not too thoughtful with his mother. 

The greeting sounded heart-soothing. Angga answered in a soft voice. He locked the door and turned on the light. 

"What's the phone night? Not sleepy?" ayu asked softly, afraid that the children would be disturbed by his voice. 

Angga leaned his back on the headboard.

"I can't sleep before I hear your voice" Angga's grin made Ayu blush. 

Although not looking at each other, Angga is sure that Ayu is biting her veil like a girl who was told to get married.

"What are you doing?" Angga tanya back. 

"I nulis. Not updated this day. Many readers are waiting for my story," Ayu ajwab honest.

"How much is the payment? As soon as you sleep. I will provide for you and the children." Angga laid his body while hugging the bolster. 

"Writing is not just about money, but also insight. Until now I have not gotten anything. I don't want to depend on anyone else. As long as I can work, I will support my children without the help of others" Ayu said. 

Although repeatedly Angga offers money, Ayu is not fooled. In fact, he warned Hanan not to easily accept the gift of the man. 

Angga shakes the thumb. Another one that he admired from Ayu, not because of her beauty and toughness but also her determination to accept the situation. 

"Then write it! I'll accompany you" Angga said without hanging up. 

I turned to the video. Then put the flat object in front of him, then he wrestled back with the keyboard while looking at the face of Angga from the phone screen. 

"Have the kids slept?" Angga reopened the conversation. 

"It." Ayu shifted her screen right towards Adiba and Alifa. 

"Would sleep in the next room." Put it down again while continuing the writing. 

"Oh yeah, does your mom like my cooking?" tanya Ayu stopped her activities. 

Angga's face suddenly dimmed considering the attitude of his mother. 

"Like. Mama is addicted to your cooking. He said it was better than the cuisine in a five-star restaurant, "praise Angga at length. 

I'm sorry, Yu. For now I can't be honest with you. It will only ruin our relationship. 

Ayu smiled shyly. Be happy with the word Angga. 

"Next time I make another menu." 

Angga nodded quickly. Raise his thumb and show it right in front of the screen. 

"If you're sleepy just turn it off." Ayu began to focus on her writing, occasionally smiling as Angga whined spoiled for attention. 

"Why is the hijab still in use? Now you're in the room. No one saw it either" said Angga fishing. 

Ayu let out a long breath. Staring at Angga sharply. 

"You're the one who saw. So before you hang up I won't open the hijab" Ayu said. 

Angga could only chuckle at Ayu's extremely intelligent explanation. 

"Thank you, Honey. Later notya when we first night yes," seduced Angga and then hang up the phone.