
Hanna came out of the cafe right at half-six in the afternoon, she peeked at the sky as it looked cloudy. He quickly walked to the bus stop, praying that the bus would come before it rains.
Lightning had already struck and a thunderclap had also been heard, Hanna turned a deaf ear in surprise. Slowly drizzling down the earth, it makes Hanna more confused how to go home. As the rain grows, a car stops right in front of Hanna.
"Who is that? Hopefully not a bad person." he murmured praying while staring at the driver who came down from the car.
When the rider was down, Hanna rolled her eyeballs. He snorted in annoyance as a man stood beside him.
"Why do I always meet you everywhere?" Hanna immediately asked curiously.
"That's my will, maybe it's fate that's already planned it."
Hanna clucking. ''It's really om-om on this one,"
"Don't call me om because I'm not your om!" Vero is getting upset, not knowing that Hanna is at the stop, maybe if she knows she won't stop there.
When the two are silent by keeping their distance, a big motor stops near Vero's car. Men and women came down from there and they walked to the stop.
Vero gawks when he sees his ex-girlfriend Anjani along with Alvarendra. Likewise with Hanna, she frowned when she saw Al along with the lecturer at her campus.
"Miss, you guys are coming home together? I just found out that you guys are this close." said Hanna.
"You know him?" Vero opens the voice while Anjani and Al are only able to remain silent.
"Yes, Miss Anjani is a lecturer at my college and my senior brother Al is on campus."
"Well! Really true?" Vero was surprised by Hanna's words. "But they are husband and wife" he continued, which left Hanna stunned.
He finally understood the reason Al when he rejected it, it turns out that the wife Al said was Anjani.
'I didn't expect that Brother Al was married to a woman older than him, ' Inner Hanna.
Anjani and Al seem confused to open the topic of conversation so they prefer silence.
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Zahra was playing mobile, she was scrolling personal social media owned by Akbar the young widower who works as a police officer. Akbar divorced his wife because she was caught cheating while Akbar was out of town for several weeks. In fact, they lost contact because Akbar's workplace is quite inland so it is difficult to get a signal.
Zahra was infatuated with Akbar, even she was eager to meet the twenty-eight-year-old widower.
"He was young, handsome, dashing, and widower. A! I'm so eager to meet him in person." Zahra stomped her feet on the floor because she was anxious to see the photos of Akbar.
Zahra took the initiative to send a message via Instagram, he said say hello to Akbar.
"Hopefully read and avenged, a widower like this should be pursued." Zahra chuckled to herself while hugging her phone.
[Hi, too. Greetings π] reply message from Akbar.
Zahra stood up and she jumped up in joy on the bed.
"Yes, yes, finally answered. Good thing I had the initiative to send him a message, otherwise I would just be a dark fan." Zahra is still jumping around.
Chequek!
The door of the room opened and Zahra's activity stopped, she grinned the horse while sitting on the bed slowly.
Anaya approached Zahra, she was astonished when she saw her daughter's red face.
''Honey, what's wrong with you?"
Zahra smiled widely and she showed her phone containing a reply message from Akbar.
"Ma, Ra's crazy about the police. He's handsome, Ma. In addition he is also dashing, cool, and police profession."
"Certainly? Do you know each other?" Naya looks astonished.
Zahra. "Ra is not very familiar with him, just kepoin about his social media alone. There's more to the cop, Ma."
Naya frowned. "What?"
"He was a widower, twenty-eight years old. So, Ra calls him an ambassador, young and handsome widower." Zahra laughed to herself.
Naya's body staggered backwards until she fell to the bed when she heard that her daughter was infatuated with a young widower.
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MAS DUDA CHASER
YOUNG WIDOWER (AKBAR)