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The night that Soraya and her three friends had been waiting for had been present after sunset at the western end. Right after dinner with Beatrice, the beautiful widow was ready to leave for the Dena residence. Of course after he said goodbye to the princess only wayangnya.

"Yes. Be carefull! Don't go home at night, morning is much better" Beatrice quipped before Soraya left the dining room.

"Look!" soraya said in a high voice because she felt her daughter was being disrespectful to her.

It is undeniable, if the two have since the cold war because they had argued this afternoon about Dirga. Soraya's eyes looked sharp and scary, but the brown-haired girl was just plain ordinary. In fact, he got out of his place and walked past Soraya without a word.

"What else is this!" sumpul Soraya when she found out Beatrice's outrageous attitude.

After Beatrice was lost from sight, Soraya immediately set off towards Dena's residence. Tonight the beautiful widow left to be escorted by her personal driver, because driving alone after returning from the club was quite a danger for her.

"We picked up Dena first" Soraya said after getting into the car.

"Well, ma'am," answered Soraya's private driver, Alpianto. The man was about forty years old who had some fine feather seeds on his chin.

The luxury car driven by Alpianto shot towards the Dena residence in one of the elite complexes in Jakarta. I don't know what the reason that made the girl not a virgin asked to be picked up. He usually leaves by his personal driver.

"I have entered the gate of your compound. Hurry out because I don't want to stop by your house" Soraya said after a phone call connected to Dena.

Sure enough, from afar Soraya saw Dena coming out of the gate of her house. It did not take long, the beautiful woman immediately got into the car after the luxury car stopped and Alpianto opened the door for her.

"Rahma and Astrid have arrived, look! They're both very noisy in group chat!" soraya complained after opening the incoming message in the group.

"Leave it! Don't be reciprocated let them get even more upset." Dena replied as she pulled the phone out of her bag.

Tonight the streets of the city are quite crowded even though not on weekends. Several times the car that Alpianto drove had to be stuck in traffic until they spent almost sixty minutes on the way to the nightclub they used to live in.

"Huh! Finally arrived!" Soraya let out a rough breath after getting out of the car.

"Let's go in! Do not forget to prepare the ears before hearing the long tausiyah from honey farmers!" Dena pulled Soraya's hand so that the widow of one child would hasten her steps. The honey farmer Dena refers to is Astrid.

It was not difficult for the two singles, not the virgins, to find Astrid and Rahma among the hustle and bustle of the club's visitors. The two women cross the age, were busy joking while enjoying the drinks they had ordered.

"Good night, Ma'am," Soraya said as she sat next to Astrid, who was wearing a sexy gold evening dress that night.

"Oh, thank you, Dek. I purposely used gold as a warning sign. Today is the 25th year of my marriage as a father of children" Astrid replied as she tidied up her newly curled hair. "See, you guys don't like my new hairdo?" tanyanya.

"Yes, great. Ma'am looks much younger" said Dena as she lit her cigarette. Before long, a thin smoke billowed from within his mouth with the dark berry-colored lips he was wearing.

"I said that too, Miss Den," said Rahma. He repeatedly tidied the bottom of his long hair to stay in front, thus covering the neck. "I told you that Astrid could find a new man. He must still sell," he said later.

"Do you have a candidate, Su?" ask Dena. Su is his alas call to Rahma, which is short for youngest. As it is known that the woman is the youngest among the four of them.

"Suitable, Ma'am As. Find the old one, let it die. Who knows Mbak splashed treasure gono-gini even though only a little," said Dena while continuing to laugh.

"Your jerks!" murmur Astrid. He then turned to Soraya who was more silent that night. "Hey, you're the one we met, even diem bae. Do you still think about Bea?" reproofing.

"Don't, Ma'am. Mumet. Bea is still asking for marriage" Soraya said.

"Yes, yeah. Stay married, it's easy. It's only good that you must first if that guy has no bini," chirped Dena who immediately made Rahma glare at him.

"Surely he is also serious, not just giving false promises like prospective officials," he continued.

"Aciee ... who again confided," replied Rahma with satisfaction.

"It is also certain that the men do not marry and collect women," Astrid's timpal which makes Soraya's head feel more like it will explode.

"Oh, how's this? So what am I supposed to do?" Soraya gnawed her forehead while complaining softly, while the three comrades seemed to be thinking.

"Aah!" dena's voice suddenly sounded loud. He pointed his index finger and smiled broadly. It seems, the woman who always fails to get married has a bright idea. He looked at his three friends one by one. "I have an idea!" yell again.

"What idea?" ask the others simultaneously. They brought their heads closer to Dena.

Feeling uneasy, Dena immediately moved back. The forty-five-year-old was shaking hands, hinting for her three best friends to get away from her immediately.

"Quick say!" soraya was impatient.

"Hey, patience. You're this cepet fun yes, Mrs Rojas," Dena glanced a moment at Soraya, then took a slow breath. He picked up the cigarette he had placed on the ashtray.

Calmly, Dena smoked the cigarette, then puffed up the smoke. Whether consciously or not, if since then the three colleagues have been waiting for an explanation of the brilliant idea he had.

"Dena, huh!" the clap from Astrid instantly resuscitated the straight-haired woman, after waiting for a while but there was no continuation from Dena. The owner of the travel agent immediately looked over. "What's up, huh?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, jeez!" complained the other three colleagues while patting the forehead.

"It's not wrong that he was left behind by all his girlfriends. Screwed, lu!" murmur Astrid. He who is the most senior in the gang, does often feel powerful.

"Yes, here. Mbak Den more than messed up," Rahma chimed again tidying her hair up to cover her neck.

Instead of feeling calm after being there, Soraya even more dizzy to face the absurd behavior of her three friends. Especially after seeing the attitude of Dena, but not yet drink but the girl is not a virgin that has digress and make her emotional.

"Sisters immediately. I remember what to say first," said Dena without a sense of sin.

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