Forced to Marry a Rich Widow
Impatient

"Why is it a fuss with people's ex-husbands, Ferguso?"

Jordan asked Ferdi, when Ferdi had just finished getting treatment in the emergency department.

"Yes, I really wanted it from the car. But fear is terrible." - Sean.

"Gue is not fighting with her ex-husband" replied Ferdi.

"Has he said?" jordan was confused.

"That fight is him, Alfonso. Not me yeah. I accidentally saw that Maria Marcedez, strangled by her ex-husband. That's why I helped. I kept hitting the same ex-husband, yes I beat back." said Ferdi again.

"Oh so."

Jordan and Sean finally understood.

"Do you know, Frederico, Fernando?" ask Ferdi again.

Jordan and Sean frowned.

"Why are we kayaking telenovelas?" ask her later.

"He was replaced. Don't you know, Bambang, Junaedi?" ferdi said in a half-sewot tone.

"So I'm not the one who deliberately looking for because." he continued later.

"Gue kirain lo fought over the mbak just like her ex-husband" said Sean.

"Gue doesn't know." again Ferdi replied.

Soon the woman came in and met Ferdi.

"Where are you okay, right?" ask her later.

"Mmm, it's okay" replied Ferdi.

"You're taken care of first, yes, for the next few days."

"I'm okay, ma'am. The doctor also said, I can go home koq." again Ferdi replied.

"No, I would feel guilty if I didn't take care of you. So you're here first. I've booked a one-room VVIP and I've paid all the maintenance fees for the next few days."

"But mbak."

"Thank you, Bambang."

Jordan pinched the back of Ferdi's body as he said in a super-slow tone, and smiled at the woman.

"Thank you mbak, have noticed my friend. He did need a little long treatment here." said Jordan.

"Yes." Yeah."

Suddenly the woman's phone rang. He then raised the call and slightly moved away.

"It hurts, bego."

Ferdi brushed off Jordan's arm that was still pinning the skin on his body.

"Udah you are sick. It's good to get care money also from the office." continued the friend.

"Yes too." murmured Ferdi.

"Lo his brain is not a mafia anyway, Fer." Sean chimps with a sewot tone but slowly. Fear of being heard by women.

"And I'm pure, not like you two whose hearts are shackles." Seloroh Ferdi's.

"Then from that now you have to be shackles. In part, during accompanying Nath to set up a start-up, we rarely have a holiday. I think Sean has a reason not to go in. Waiting for you in the hospital." said Jordan.

"Yes, yes, yes. Okay, so." Ferdi finally agreed.

"It's not you paying for it anyway." Sean whispered in his ear.

"It's really true." Jordan chimed in because he heard the whisper.

The beautiful woman finished calling and returned to Ferdi.

"We ask to move now" said the woman.

"Mmm, ok." replied Ferdi.

Shortly after that Ferdi was transferred to a VVIP room.

***

"Bro, I just inget. My father is sick. If I stay here, who's taking care of him?" ferdi asked Jordan and Sean. When he was successfully transferred.

The woman seems to be too busy. Because he was receiving another call. He was in front of the room where Ferdi was being treated.

"Yes, but if he wants me where, how to try?" ask Ferdi again.

"Say if you were assigned to Nath out of town for some time" Sean said.

Ferdi silent.

"You don't have to think a lot." Jordan chiming.

"The most important thing is that you can allow care costs from the office." continued the young man.

"But I don't feel good about Nath. The problem is that he's got me and he's good, when I lied to him. After all, we also know that our start-up still costs a lot." Ferdi said at length

"Eh Bambang, you no longer do wrong with Nath. Lo again take your rights as an employee." said Sean.

"Yes, we each get health care costs every month. It's a shame if it's not taken, it's charred if we don't get sick." said Jordan.

Ferdi was silent.

"Udeh, you're sick anyway." Sean forced.

Soon the beautiful woman finished calling.

"Where do you like the room?" ask Ferdi."

"Mmm, I love koq" replied Ferdi and smiled.

"Oh yeah, this is save."

The woman handed me a business card.

"This is my lawyer's business card. If there is anything, please contact him. Let him tell me."

"Good ma'am." replied Ferdi.

"Your name is Ferdi, right?" ask the woman later.

"Yes, who is it?" Jordan asked the woman.

"I..."

The woman's phone rang again.

"Sorry-sorry" he told Ferdi, Jordan and Sean. A moment later he passed and called.

"That girl seems really busy."

Sean looked at the woman, followed by Ferdi and Jordan.

"If he wasn't busy, his car wouldn't be that fancy. And he won't be able to pay for Ferdi's treatment in the next few days" Jordan said.

"So her ex-husband how'd it look, bro?" asked Sean curiously.

"It's normal, but like a boss or a worker, it looks like it. I don't understand, because wearing suits is also like us." replied Ferdi.

"Why are they divorced?" muttered Jordan.

"Padahatan saucy loh mbak-mbaknya." he continued later.

"What's the problem?" This time Sean asked.

"Lu kepo ya, kayak lambe turah." later on Ferdi.

"Ye, my gymnastics." slurping Sean.

"Curious." Ferdi and Jordan confirmed their friend's language.

"Yes, I'm curious." he said again.

"Mmm, I'm not so clear. But I just heard this girl asking for money for her children." replied Ferdi.

"Continuously?" Jordan and Sean are getting pitched.

"Well, the guy said he didn't want to give anything. This girl is richer than him. So he handed over the responsibilities of their children to this girl." Ferdi continued.

"That's not really it" Jordan said.

"Worse yet, her ex-husband." - Sean.

"I'm not responsible, anyjay" Jordan said.

"What's?. Yeah-yes?"

The woman started to get serious and panicked a little on the phone. Ferdi, Jordan, and Sean were stunned to see the woman. Until finally the woman moved away and lost somewhere.