My Young Widow
Wedding Day

Only the rich can change the location of the wedding in a short time, Girl shake her head, if only she follows the habits of the wider community where the women who make the event, rest assured she is bankrupt.

His wallet was like an empty, uninhabited house.

"Sister, you know that Brother Andra has come, he is handsome downstairs, I want to be a handsome adult!" Sandro rambled, his qibla changed to Andra.

Yes, no problem anyway, as long as not being a widower as well, it's anxious girl later.

"Wouldn't you like to see?"

"Why, but can't I, I can only meet him when it's legal, what's he like?" my youth is handsome, her mind wonders.

A photo Sandro managed to get secretly earlier, the eyes of the Girl to disbelief, say this marriage without love and urgency or what, clearly he got what he had always wanted.

Handsome and perfect young man in many ways, especially his wallet.

Hush!

Girl gets rid of bad whispers, the hand has to be held from the name of a pay-pay application.

The test!

The girl gasped in shock, the mic test was clearly a sign for her that out there Andra was ready to marry her.

"Can it start now?" ask pak penghulu.

"Please!" answer to Noah.

The recitation of prayers and voices were simple as the answer, The girl raised her hands together.

This big day really happened where he would change his status to a wife of people, not just ordinary people, but wealthy widows as well as potential successors.

"How's it?"

Dag, dig, dug ....

The girl held her breath for a moment, she felt her chest tight since a few minutes ago.

"AH!"

Deal, she is already the wife of Andra, the legal young man married a second time today, a divorced widower living without children.

Two people and mother picked up the girl, mother's face looked wet, she was taken to walk slowly to the beach.

"Mother why are you crying?"

"Keep, how do you want this mother? Salto?"

"Ahaha, don't dong, am I getting married the same way you like!"

"Son Andra is good, you are the same!"

The girl nodded, though there was still doubt and fear in her heart, she stepped firmly towards the guarantee where the husband was waiting.

The hope after marriage is only one where he can understand Andra and understand why Andra separated from Lisa, at least it becomes an alarm so that Girl does not repeat the same mistake.

"Dis, kiss Andra's hand!"

"Eh, yes."

Bumbling girl, all her life this is what she did to men other than her father, with ex-lovers no one survives that close.

"You what?" Girl hold Andra's chest.

Andra turned to Mom, "Mom didn't tell me to kiss Helen on the forehead?"

Ahahahah, mother laughed and she ordered her daughter-in-law to kiss the girl's forehead.

Yeah, Helen's call was just for Andra.

All the families and relatives present applauded him, seeing how happy this new couple was, they were still timid.

"Ndraaa, what the hell?"

"I don't like you wearing this shirt, I want to eat!" aungs.

"Don't be able to!"

There is a covenant that the Girl says and binds to Andra, lest they enjoy the first night without any taste, love means, if so children will pity.

One more thing, Girls also still want to know clearly because of the separation of Andra and Lisa first.

"I just promise not to sleep more, Helen. But, I didn't promise not to touch you, you should know that!"

"Huh?" girls' eyes are wide open.

***

Andra shifted her body a little, they were in the first two hours of the wedding reception, there was still an hour left.

It's completely out of plan, girl heard that it's just family and it won't be long.

"Capek ya, lean on me here!"

The girl said, she leaned back, her one hand coiled around Andra's arm.

"Who changed the show?"

"May, later, there are still guests. I'm hungry" replied the girl.

Without saying much, Andra asked for a passing officer. The treatment that makes the Girl flabbergasted, not just asking for food delivered, Andra even asked the Girl to eat first, while she waited for the rest of the Girl.

"Tok you eating my leftovers anyway?" this is his boss, worried about getting fired after this.

"Let's last!"

Deg, man,

Girls feel guilty asking like this, do not-don't what Andra did, because Andra did not want to make one more woman disappointed.

"Hi, Girl."

Plaque!

"Don't be long, it's been there!" drive Andra.

"Geez, the bride is fierce!"

The girl blushed herself to see Andra's possessive behavior, she was sure it would not be easy to fight and walk with Andra.

A lot of what she doesn't know about Andra, it's going to be her obstacle and the main thing that the girl has to solve, eager to find out.

"Ndra, is that your friend?"

"Hem, why? Like to see their handsome faces?"

Uh,

"No, I'm just asking. Oiya, where yes Sifa is with Rena, I want their same photo," replied the girl looking for other topics.

Andra clucked, he pointed to the side of the round table, two women with a partner and the middle child were busy enjoying the dish.

Girls want to scream and ask them to go up quickly, tired on this stage waiting for guests who want to shake hands and photos.

"Heh, how pretty, this auntie!" Sifa introduced the Girl to her son, as well as Rena.

"Aunty from where, she's older!" cerocos Andra's.

Rena and Sifa's husband was shocked, willing to throw a gift that was deliberately brought up.

While, Girl just elbowed Andra's arm, she should be elegant and sweet on this wedding day.

"Yes, it's okay. Just call me Bude Girl!" Girl kisses the cheeks of her two online nieces.

Slink, slink,

The glint of not accepting seemed implied in Andra's eyes, quickly that the two girl friends' husbands realized, they immediately took a picture and went down.

It is better to enjoy food than to be threatened with being fired for disrupting the comfort of the newlyweds.

Before long, go up Sandro, he hugged and took his brother to take pictures together, there are fathers and mothers who come together.

Dah, he's smiling. It was the same with my friend, now the same mother even smiles.

Imaging!

Andra even embraces the shoulders of mother and father, family girls become special at this wedding.

"Sit down, let me stand!"

"It's okay, it's a little lag-"

Andra's eyes sharpened, that means the girl must obey, this one widower young man is mysterious once, but sweet as well.

Girl to her own shame, she can only smile when there are guests congratulating her, no more photos.

"Facing there, I massage his back!"

"No need, my back is fine, just a leg-grab-" uh, straight massaged.

The girl harried Andra's hand, she sat back again, Andra this is not only her husband, but the boss in the place where she works, dropping the pride of her name.

"It's not sick, Ndra!" The girl held Andra's hand, in her lap.

Helen ....

Andra looked at the hand, though trembling and cold, The girl clasped her hand, an honest touch has been waiting for a long time.

"What?" The girl looked confused.

Andra's gaze was so shady, different from before when Rena and Sifa took to the stage.

"Ndra, why?"

Andra did not reply, so deep a glance hinted at a wound.

Her face drew closer until the girl was afraid to just blink.

"N-ndraaa-"

Cups,

Girls eyes perfectly round.