I'm my Husband's Beloved
Chapter 32 It's not from the widower

This morning the sun was very bright. As bright as a woman who was humming. Stopping his voice when the bike he was riding was stopped by a red light, which meant that all vehicles had to stop, but there were only a few people who violated it.

Whether what makes them rush, so that the red light is breached, they do not think about their safety but at least think about the safety of others. Others have been careful but because of the carelessness of others who can cause accidents to occur.

Nana remembered the time of her school, when she was still using a pancal bike to school, she had been careful with her friends, but the motorcyclist from the same direction as her, he had been, riding his motorcycle at high speed, inevitable kagi accident happened.

Here what happens is that by the will of the Power, we have been careful but God says otherwise, so be careful and do not forget to pray so that you are not considered arrogant.

Nana rides her motorcycle back after the lights turn green. Shortly he arrived at the store. Park the bike and enter the store that has been slightly open, still less than a few minutes to open the store. One by one his colleagues began to come with the same goal as him to pick up Rezeky.

From a distance someone was waiting for his arrival through the binoculars he held he could see his woman clearly.

"Good morning dear" he murmured, unable to hear by the woman in question. "You're so beautiful today, I miss you" I'm sorry if I didn't tell you to take that medicine maybe we already had a cute baby.

"You did what I told you to do" he asked someone standing next to him.

"It's the boss" replied Jo.

"Good work, you're reliable" Rama smiled proudly, confident he could win her back.

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On the other side.

"Excuse me, flower package for Miss Nana" said a courier on Mr. Jo's letter.

"Yes, myself" Nana received a bouquet of very beautiful red roses. I don't think he ordered flowers.

"Miss's signature"

"But I didn't order flowers" Nana said in surprise.

"Maybe someone who likes you who sends it miss, I just need your signature miss, as proof" she's just a courier to send flowers that have been ordered to be sent to the intended address, he said, for something else he doesn't know.

"Alright" Nana gave her sign, after all, the man in front of her was just carrying out the task, just like he was just an ordinary worker. Being asked cannot possibly know.

After that the courier left.

"Wah....delivery from whom Na? Very beautiful" praise Ola while smelling the scent of roses in Nana's hands. "You got fans? Is this from the widower? " Ola chuckles softly after successfully teasing her friend.

Nana and Ola are both new employees there, only two months apart. Ola worked there first. Maybe that's why they look more familiar than others, in terms of age they are also the same age

"Let's know, there's no sender's name" Nana replied as she stared at the beautiful flower in front of her with a gaze that only she knew.

"It seems you have a secret admirer, who do you think" Ola seems to think.

"Why should flowers, like a dead person be given flowers" said Nana.

Placed.

Ola flicked Nana's forehead.

"Nana. Hadeh..It is worth your efforts to fail to win the heart of your ex-husband, you are less sensitive" Ola said with an expression like a mother - a mother who explained to her son.

Ola already knew about Nana's household, instead of expressing disgrace, it's just that Nana needs a storymate when she feels down. And Nana tells her story to Ola, Ola to tears hearing the story of Nana who moved blue.

"Don't talk about it. How, this is just a flower, bagusan flower deposit can make full, this is the smell is scary like in the grave alone"

Ola nodded - the head bobble heard the words of his new friend.

"Then do you want what these flowers are?" asked Ola who was tired of explaining to Nana, that's how it was if she had never been dating.

They put the flowers in a vase, enough for a few vases, they put them on every table there. The shop looked sweet different than usual.

Unbeknownst to them Rama heard all their words from his men who worked there to spy on his woman.

"Do all women like flowers? "asked Rama, I don't know who he was asking, which obviously there was only Mr. Jo.

"Yes boss, except your ex-wife"

"Why doesn't he like flowers? "

"Don't know the boss, didn't you ever live with the mistress, did the boss not know it" Rama looked at him sharply as if Jo was wrong.

"Send him some chocolate" he ordered again.

"Good boss" Mr. Jo immediately carried out his easy task but felt heavy, his boss was like an brother who was in love. It is true that his boss is in love, falling in love with the former inner wife of Mr. Jo.

Half an hour passed, Nana got another package.

"Who has not done enough to send me a package, even twice, is this the same person? " tanyanya lirih's.

"Package again? " Nana nodded. "What shipment did you get this time? " ask Ola curiously.

"Let's know, I haven't opened it yet" replied Nana lazily.

"Let's open quickly, wonder what it is, maybe it's money, you can be rich"

Tuk

Replace Nana who touched her best friend's forehead.

"Don't carelessly talk, afraid that people will hear and even send dollars" Nana laughed while joking, but not with someone who heard it, she felt Nana's speech was serious.

Rama contacts his men to hear Nana's words when she receives her package again.

"Send him the dollar! " the order of Rama that makes Mr. Jo confused, his boss is indeed super inward.

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"Brown.... As much as this, what sent her wanting me a toothache, I could eat this much chocolate, if I knew who sent her, just watch out" nana's grumbling irritatedly made the men who saw her through the mobile phone stare at her heart.

A year of living together, I didn't know what his favorite was.

"Don't think bad, he gives you a lot of chocolate so you can share it with your coworkers" comforted Ola, who also felt it was too much chocolate.

"Is that so? " asked Nana who felt the answer Ola gave was a little strange. The sender also thought about his friend.

"Then just share it" said Nana who could not eat as much chocolate alone.

"Alright, with the pleasure of Queen Nana" said Ola in a style like worship of the queen.

"Well, the widower gave you chocolate, maybe it's not from the widower but from someone else"

Nana flicked her shoulders while biting the piece of chocolate in her hand. Ola began to distribute chocolate to all her friends, after being distributed the chocolate is still a lot.

Rama smiled faintly.

"You're right it's not from the widower, a good friend" Rama praised Ola.