I'm my Husband's Beloved
Chapter 22 Lots of bonuses

Life in the village is different from the city, every thing we do will always be a gossip for them, moreover they already know the status of Nana. Fresh young widow that's her nickname there. But still the widow in the village is considered as a stain, viewed one eye, insulted as a flirtatious widow, even though she did nothing, it is commonplace, different from in the city. If in the city, being a widow is normal.

Mothers - village mothers never take the day off to sneer at him. Nana passed them just like that with a smile on her lips. Let it be, the dog barking sign can not think. But still their words make his ears inflamed. Never had time to think to spend, but unfortunately the money foam for the purposes of the day - day, also his house who will occupy.

Nana wondered, why rich artists are not confused about having many houses. This is a long thought.

There was another whisper - the whispers of the mothers of the crumbs, a whisper that was clearly heard in the ears.

'Why is Nana divorced, even if she looks beautiful'

'Which city likes the villagers, most also her husband cheated'

'Maybe Nana can't serve her husband well, who doesn't know the bad boy'

'You know for yourself how he used to behave'

There are many more menus that they offer in the morning. They are too nosy, like to pay attention to other people's lives.

But let it be, you are tired of being quiet yourself later, anyway I did not ask to eat with them.

"Had dok, don't listen, they always have, just think they are envious" said one of the neighbors next to his house. Rahma was kind to him.

"Yes ma'am." answered Nana.

"It's for breakfast, it's not cooked yet, is it?"handing the package to Nana. Nana received it with pleasure, Rahma used to give him food.

"Not yet buk, thank you, Nana always ngrepotin mom" replied Nana despite being happy but sometimes feel bad to recommend others.

"Of course, like anyone, your parents used to help mom, it's okay, I'm sharing food with you. Don't stress the same as they say, live well, you must have a reason for divorce" Rahma's mom tries to calm Nana down.

"Thank you ma'am, the words of mother made Nana calm, it turns out there are still good people in this world" said Nana, smiling gently.

Rahma's mother smiled. " Mom's advice is not to be too sad, look for a replacement for your ex. Find a partner who can be taken seriously. You understand, it's not easy but try " said Mom and say goodbye to Nana to go into her house again.

Mothers who were shopping still looked at him horror.

Basic mom - mommy, who likes to take care of other people's affairs, are they not tired huh.

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The state of the room was still dark, it was deliberately left the room lights were not lit. Sitting leaning on the sofa while sighing heavily, reached into the phone that was nailed to his suit. His quiet activities hit by looking at his cellphone, looking at photos of women who had been his wife.

Rubbing the woman's face with her thumb, her gaze was sad looking at her phone.

"Did you miss me too, did you think of me? You seem happy there?" mumbled wailing. He wanted to separate but he was also the one who was tormented.

"May I see him? " if he had not promised his mother not to see Nana, he might have met Nana by now.

Turn on the light switch and walk towards her room. He just remembered the cctv he installed in his apartment except in the room all corners he gave cctv.

He stepped into his room, towards his desk which was also in the room. I opened the black laptop. After crunching his laptop, appeared all corners of the room in his room. It says the date on which Nana moved there first day.

The first thing Nana did was clean the entire apartment. Nana cleans the living room while singing her favorite song, I don't know the title of the song and the original singer, which obviously she had won the song before.

Nana jiggled while mopping the floor. Rama stared at the video of his ex-wife.

"He messed up my apartment why he could be like that" Rama muttered with a faint smile.

Looks like he'll have a new toy to cheer up his day, as well as treat his longing.

Video the next day.

There looks Nana who walks pacing back and forth like a hot iron. Closing his face with both hands then smiling to himself, it seemed like he was being embarrassed.

Nana holds her phone, writes a message after it sits on the sofa.

'Oh.. How do I pay attention, I have to write what, this is the fate of never dating. Looks like I have to find a girlfriend after the divorce" Nana said in the video.

"Never dated, do you have a boyfriend now? " murmur Rama felt dislike for Nana's words. Then look at the video again.

'Ah why has not been reciprocated, the spirit of Nana, do not despair, fail, try again'

"That's how you struggle dear, and I ahhhhhh" rubbed his face in frustration

with both hands.

He stopped playing the video, then picked up the phone he had placed on the table.

"Find out the man's close friend" Rama orders someone he orders to watch over Nana.

"Good boss" he answered."Boss until when should I buy a cell phone. My phone has a lot of bosses" he continued.

"Don't stop, buy one every day just so no one gets suspicious"

"But boss..... "

"Give it to someone else"

"Good boss"

His man was astonished, he got orders to buy a cell phone at the woman he was watching, every day one. Sometimes he told others to buy a cell phone to avoid suspicion.

Throw away - just waste the boss.

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Somewhere else.

Rama's men are usually called Mr. Jo, he entered the mobile phone shop where Nana works, then looked around, after finding the woman he was looking for he walked over. Nana who saw him immediately approached him.

Wow... I picked you up rezeky.

"Good day, Jo sir, would you like to buy another cell phone? " ask Nana immediately because Jo sir is only willing to be served by her. His colleagues no one envies sir Jo prefers him, because Nana never forgets to treat them. The working system that can sell will get more bonuses.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"Who else did Jo? yesterday's second son already, nephew already" asked Nana.

"Make a wife" lied Mr. Jo, even though he was not married. For the sake of work, it's okay to lie for the good.

"Well if this one has to be nice and elegant, sir Jo, so that the more dear wife" replied Nana while issuing her manager so that the trade is good, the bonus is good.

"I'll take what the lady suggested"

"Sir Jo is very stiff, I take Mr. Jo first" Nana took the phone she meant.

"This is Pak jo, the desing is elegant, the features are many, the price is five million, the wife of Mr. Jo must immediately be floated given a gift as good as this" Nana praised. He doesn't know, his job is just to buy a cell phone whether good or not, Jo doesn't care.

"I take it"

"Not seen first Mr. Jo" bargained Nana, fearing that there is less sreg.

"No need" replied Mr. Jo briefly and concisely.

"Alright Mr. Jo" Nana sumringah went to the cashier, after processing, Nana said thank you not to forget she gave a follow-up to return to her shop again.