I Love Uncle Hot
Party in the midst of grief

It should be and is so the traditions and customs that we usually do. After someone dies and dies, then at night there will be a study and prayer for the deceased who has just died.

But not at Alma's house. During the day his stomach felt very rumbling. The little girl's appetite was like nothing at all.

He was only staying in his small room at the moment, no longer upstairs. But on the lower floor and not far from the corner of the kitchen and maid room.

He offered a prayer, his prayer to the Almighty. That the worship of the Father be received by His side.

"Yes, Allah is the All-Hearing God. There's no one here but me. Do not punish Papa, O Allah, forgive all sins and mistakes that you have committed. Love her, O God, accept all the acts of worship that you have done." With tears the little girl begs for forgiveness for her sins.

If that night is usually and should be held Tahlilan. But Amira on this night seems to be celebrating happiness a lot. He invited all his friends to party in the house.

There was not the slightest bit of condolence on the face of the woman who had lived life with her late husband. His face and face looked happy.

"Come, please come in" Amira told friends who had just entered.

"Well, your house is very luxurious Amira," said a friend named Shelly.

"She's a very rich widow at the moment Shelly, if you want to get her rich splashes, don't go far to get the smell so well, too" said one friend chimed in named Elsa.

Amira seemed to smile haughtily, her famous branded goods and expensive gold bracelets were all worn. He wanted to show his friend all if he was no longer the poor woman he used to be. She is now the sole owner of all her husband's inheritance.

All the invited friends had gathered in the luxurious central room. The servants and assistants in the house he gave by entertaining a luxurious dinner.

Should Amira actually behave like that, no prayers were read for the departure of her late husband instead inviting friends to flaunt wealth and behave arrogantly.

There was a boy friend who had been looking at Amira with a mean sneaky smile.The man approached the rich widow who had just left her one day.

While others are busy with the luxurious menu provided by Amira. But the burly man with a million charms did not seem interested at all.

"Amira.." Call the man to Amira who has just been busy with the newly arrived guests.

For a moment the woman who still looks beautiful turned to the voice that revealed her name.

"Hamdan.is that really you?" He turned his head and looked closely at the handsome man before his eyes.

the man is Amira's ex-lover, they broke up because Hamdan's family didn't

giving their blessing because Amira comes from a poor family.

They shook hands and embraced. As if it did not care about the other gazes staring at the two of them.

"Amira.I miss you so much dear," hissed Hamdan in their warm embrace.

Degub and other sensations are felt in the heartbeat and blood vessels of women who are preening in slightly open clothes. So that other men freely see the curves of the body slightly exposed in front of the eyes.

"Hmm.hmm.mys.me..,"

"There is no need to answer Amira first. Join your friend, after that I will not let you off even for a second" said Hamdan faint but very clear in the ear.

The leaflets and taste that cannot be said to flow in all the pores of the woman are right very visible warmth of the bed. Understandably he married Teguh because of a compulsion by the situation and plus Teguh men have diabetes, so unable to balance the game bed Amira.

The mischievous gaze of the man who had become his ex signaled that of course he would have fun tonight. The woman seemed to smile with a smile and then joined her friends.

While on the lower floor, near the end of the kitchen and adjacent to the warehouse

Alma kept crying, her heart was so sad. He fell asleep while continuing to embrace the photo of his late father who seemed to smile always see it.

"Tock"

"Tock"

There was the sound of Alma's door being knocked by a housekeeper named Bi Ani. The assistant has served the Employer for decades.

Bi Ani also looked very grieved, but she had no power to ban everything that young Madam Amira did.

Many of the assistants who were fired and replaced by new ones by Amira type had just set foot in her employer's house. Luckily Bi Ani was not affected by the dismissal, Bi Ani was very obedient and obeyed all the orders of the power-supporting women. Bi Ani was very afraid, if later he no longer worked there what about the fate of his little miss Alma.

"Non.in the door, eat first," Bi Ani's voice called out to her gently.