I'm Waiting for Your Widow
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"My uncle went to the old room for a while, because he wanted to take pajamas. This kebaya is not comfortable when brought to sleep," Pinta Lala.

Lala's hand continued to squeeze the paperbag behind her body, she was very afraid if Dimas saw what the contents of the paperbag were. Dimas' gaze continued to point at the thing Lala was hiding, he was still curious about what it was holding.

"Is that something bad?" ask Dimas.

Actually Dimas does not matter if Lala does not want him to know about the object he is hiding, but he is only afraid if the object is in the form of terror or other. He really did not want Lala to return to the excessive fear as before.

"Yes" Lala replied.

Dimas looked at Lala seriously, "Well see what that thing is?" tanya Dimas wanted to know and wanted to take her.

Lala moved away and shook her head, "Don't sir, this is bad. But it's not that bad either," Lala herself was confused as to what to talk about. To explain it, he found it difficult.

"What is terror?"

"Not sir, this is a gift from Tari," explained Lala.

Dimas nodded, not wanting Lala to feel depressed or afraid. Until Dimas did not want to ask much more, because the object hidden by Lala is not terror or other threat objects. Dimas was no longer forced to know, however he wanted Lala to be comfortable with him.

"Sir me out first" said Lala and as quickly as lightning he had come out of the room with a paper bag in his hand.

Dimas felt funny about Lala's behavior, even though he had just spoken. But now Lala has just come out.

Lala who had now entered her old room immediately sat on the floor and leaned against the door leaf, her hand still holding a paperbag that frightened her to the point of having to flee. The main part of his body still hurts.

"Oh my goodness, Tari, why do you have to give me this," lala grumbled.

Lala quickly put the paper bag into the closet, after which she replaced the danger with pajamas that look more comfortable.

"Huuuff..... finally fresh too," said Lala, "Reverse to Mr. Dimas's room?" asked Lala who was now in front of the room door, he seemed hesitant to open the door.

The krang!!!

The sound of falling objects was enough to make Lala surprised.

Jeger!!!!

There was the sound of lightning along with his lightning, and after that it rained down with a rush. Not long after the lights also died, making Lala frightened and began to panic. Turns out the door lock fell and he couldn't get out because the door was still locked.

"Hiks...hiks...hiks....." Lala sat in the corner of the room while closing her ears, as the sound of lightning that kept on thundering grew louder. Lala has always been afraid of the dark.

Five minutes passed by Dimas began to remove the suit from his body, and dispose of his origin. When the lights went out he immediately woke up from his seat with a quick movement, because Lala had not yet returned to his room, he who had lit a candle began to come out of the room.

Dimas turned the doorknob of Lala's room, but couldn't because it was locked, "Lala!!!"

Tok to tok.

Dimas knocked on the door, hoping Lala could hear it from inside because it was raining.

"God!!!!"

Tok tok tok.

Brak!!!

Locking the door apart, he entered and circulated his gaze to look for Lala's whereabouts.

"Hiks...hiks....hiks....."

Dimas heard a voice, and it was Lala's cry.

"Are you okay?" tanya Dimas who was now crouching in front of Lala, then she hugged Lala tightly.

"Sir, someone fell. Don't know what it is. Or maybe it's Mas Dimitri who came like you used to?!" lala exclaimed in fear, even cold sweat started to slide from her body.

"She won't be able to enter this house again like she used to, it's okay there is me" Dimas said, "You're calm," asked Dimas.

"But sir," Lala looked around and felt very scared.

"Nothing, you're my wife. He can't take you away from me, he doesn't have any rights over you. I am now entitled, do not be afraid I will always protect you believe in me," asked Dimas while looking at Lala's face with a candlelight that had just been brought Dimas.

"Promise sir, don't give me to Mas Dimitri, ' said Lala.

"Yes, you belong to me. No one can take you away from me" said Dimas, who kept trying to convince Lala, "Let's get up" Dimas said.

Lala nodded while staring at the surroundings, with a sense of caution.

"There's nothing" Dimas said again.

Lala nodded and the two walked towards Dimas's room, which was also Lala's room.

Dimas put the candle in his hand on the table, then he wanted to take his phone from the suit.

"Pak don't go," Lala quickly hugged Dimas.

"No, I just picked up the phone" Dimas said.

Lala shook her head, because she did not want to stay.

Jeger!!!

"Aaaaaa.." cried Lala.

"No papa," Dimas hugged Lala tightly, "Yes let's go to sleep," said Dimas, taking Lala up to the bed, but he wanted to pick up his phone and call the security guard.

But how else, the main priority of Dimas now is Lala. The first time Dimas and Lala slept one bed in one blanket, even Lala hugged Dimas very tightly.

Not long after Dimas felt that Lala's breath had begun to stretch, and along with it the lights were back on with his light. Dimas's eyes looked at Lala's face which turned out to be asleep in his arms, Dimas' lips smiled happily because he now had Lala completely.

Until Dimas' eyes began to focus on looking at Lala's red blushing lips, he slowly began to bring her face closer and kissed the lips. Dimas' hand held Lala's hand and kissed her several times, but he found something else. On Lala's wrist there was a financial color like her it was due to violence, and it was because of herself.

"I'm sorry," said Dimas with regret, if he hadn't done that to Lala last night maybe Lala wouldn't be like this, "I'd make up for it, I'd try to make you happy," dimas said again with regret.

A second later Dimas felt the air began to heat up, but out there the rain fell so hard. He tried to be calm and aware, but it was hard, "Hot!!!!Shit.....!" ogat Dimas's.