The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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After locking the car door and taking Naura's hoodie, Dimas chased after the wife.

"Wear this first, it's cold in here!" Dimas gave the hoodie couple to a woman who only wore her short-sleeved shirt.

"Udah gini. Not cold, really," Naura refused.

"It's not just because it's cold, but it's a visible tomket bite," whispered Dimas, seeing the marks of his actions reflected when Naura's hair was blown off the wind.

"Ah, you are!" Naura took the clothes with the skull and put them on.

"Let's get up, uh, even cool." She was blessed while helping her wife. At least, the skull worn to the head can cover the red marks. "Where are we going now?" tanyanya, holding Naura's hand.

"To there!" Naura pointed to a large field across the street filled with visitors with various games and vendors trading from food to trinkets and clothes there.

"Say mo to the beach?"

"To the beach tomorrow at noon. The night market tomorrow afternoon does not exist" Naura said as she pulled Dimas' hand to cross the street.

The couple also enjoyed their night by taking a walk in the night market that was lying on the beach. Enjoy colorful cotton candy from the top of the bianglala while enjoying the beauty of the night around the beach. Naura's cry was paid off by the smile that continued to appear on her cuby face. Many times she thanked Dimas for giving her husband a kiss on the cheek.

"Find the game again, yeah!" pinta Naura when the two had already descended from the twisting object.

"OKs. Now find a safe one. Or not at all," Dimas replied could not be denied.

Yes, before riding the ring the two argue again because Dimas is afraid of something happening while both are inside the object.

"Yes. We're just playing games! Papol conquer all the games that are here and give me a lot of gifts." The wife grinned wide, then pulled Dimas towards another gaming venue.

Both of them were dissolved in every game that was there from starting to throw bottles, hit the head of dolls, play basketball and play arrows and fishing fish did not escape their try. In accordance with the wishes of the wife, Dimas get a gift from every game that majalnya. As a result, Naura and Dimas' hands were filled with gifts.

"Are you happy?" asked Dimas as the two sat in long chairs, unwinding after playing various kinds of games.

"Banget," Naura replied with a mouth filled with popcorn.

Dimas embraces his wife, his eyes staring at the children who are playing and supervised by their parents. Seeing their last laugh made him impatient to want to be a father and invite his son to play too. "Later if Debay was older we invite him here too. He must be very happy to get this much free gift. Play more games that we can't play tonight."

Naura turned to her husband, then nodded.

"Look at them looking very happy" Dimas and Naura pointed to where the husband was looking.

Smiles adorn the faces of the couple. The sight before their eyes was truly heart-cooling. Then, Naura got up from her seat, approaching the children who were playing. When viewed from his familiarity it seems like they are playmates.

"Night Brother, what are you playing?" greet Naura.

"Night, Auntie," answered the six children of four daughters and two sons. They're playing bubble-bubble with that thing in their hands.

The six children looked at each other, then gazed at the direction the gift was in and Naura took turns. Dimas was smiling as he waved at them. But a moment later they shook their heads.

"I'm sorry, but we're forbidden from receiving gifts from people we don't know." One of them dared to speak up.

Instead of being offended, Naura smiled and confirmed the words of the children. He asked the parents of the children who were there. After getting permission from their respective parents, the six little ones excitedly received the gift Naura gave them.

"Thank you, Auntie!" say them simultaneously.

"Together."

Naura distributed the gifts to the children and left only one large doll that Dimas got from the archery. However, the doll also disappeared from her hand when she saw a street child walking past her, staring wryly at the night market. As if something is wanted, but it cannot be achieved.

A child with a torn shirt and a plastic bowl in hand, was led away from the night market area by an elderly woman beside him. Their conversation that had sounded Naura, made him full.

"De, wait!" Naura stopped and approached the street child. "This is for you!" Naura gave the big doll away.

The boy enthusiastically accepted Naura's gift, but was rejected by the old woman beside him. "It's expensive stuff, Neng! No need, Neng," said the woman.

"No, it's just a gift. I got it for free," Naura replied with a sincere smile.

Although it was not pleasant, but seeing the grandson who looked happy, made the woman accept him and thank him.

"It's late, Grandma and Grandma should go home. Not good night wind for Grandma later can catch a cold," continued Naura while saving five pieces of money pictured by the proclamator to the bowl of the grandmother.

The woman looked dumbfounded by the money Naura gave her. He thought it was a lot and refused. However, Naura still gave it under the pretext of buying the grandmother's husband's medicine that was waiting at home, according to what Naura heard a few seconds ago. Happiness flashed on the faces of the two people before Naura, even they looked teary as they gave thanks. Not to forget, the grandmother said thousands of thanks and prayed for happiness for Naura, then said goodbye to go home.

"Who are they?" tanya Dimas who a few minutes ago left the wife to the toilet.

"Only a grandmother needs a little help. I love her doll too, her grandson. It's nothing, is it?" Naura looked up, looking at the husband's face with a radiant smile.

"Of course it's nothing. The doll has you, want to be flanked also up to you," said Dimas while ruffling Naura's hair. Then justify the skull that is not perched in the head of the wife. "His creatures don't let go!"

Naura just smiled.

"Where else are we going?" ask Dimas again.

"Eat and then sleep" Naura replied lightly.

"According to orders," said Dimas, then holding his wife's hand to leave the night market area.

They went back to the car, then looked for a place to eat that was still around the beach. Naura asks Dimas to stop at a seafood restaurant. Just looking at the picture and the menu list installed in front of the restaurant alone had made Naura swallow saliva.

"We're sitting there!" naura pointed to a table with a smile as soon as she walked into the restaurant.