The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Using a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around her wet hair, Irma came out of the bathroom. Then, rushed to the brown teak closet, where Andre's clothes were residing.

"Mas, your phone is ringing" said Irma, who has since exited the bathroom to hear her husband's phone ringing, but never picked up.

"Your friend called," replied Andre, with no intention of answering the call.

"Lift, dong!"

"Later on, it must be discussed not far from when to bring your favorite daughter-in-law home."

One more thing that makes Andre's life feel so perfect, namely the collapse of Rita's heart and accept Irma back unconditionally. It all started two days after Andre and Irma returned from their honeymoon. At that time, Rita was a little tired with a souvenir that Irma gave to the entire Andre family. Rita is filled with the kindness of Irma who remembers the whole family including herself, even though Rita has never been kind to Irma. The middle-aged woman's heart was getting weaker when she saw the sacrifice of Irma who without hesitation saved her from an accident that almost hurt her. The son-in-law willingly became a shield, without a second thought.

At that time Irma and Andre were driving Rita and Friska to buy the needs to be taken home. Rita who opened a clothing store business at her home, intends to buy selling materials from there because the price is very skewed than the price at Rita's place. In the midst of their busy search for clothes from various stores, suddenly an incident almost harmed Rita.

"Mom, beware!" yelled Irma as she pushed Rita away when she saw a billboard collapse.

Rita survived. However, Irma was not fast, her legs were hit by the board. The injured Irma was taken to hospital and some days her legs had to rest completely because her bones shifted.

"Why did you save mama?" At that time Rita continued to cry, seeing Irma's condition for helping her.

"Because Mamah is my mama. I should have protected Mamah. However, if it were anyone else I would have done the same."

"But why help bad guys like mama? Mama's been so mean to you? Mamah has been a failed parent, unable to set a good example for her children. Mama is the most selfish person in the world. You should be happy if you are wretched, not even help mama. " Rita's tears can no longer be contained, the defense is broken, they come out with Rita's regret that has treated Irma unfair just because she can not have children.

"Mama is not a bad person and never does evil. Mom is a good person who loves her children. I know, Mama's like that because Mamah is very dear to the mama's children."

"I'm sorry, mama. Mama sinned just like you. Mama's sorry." With tears in her eyes, Rita cupped Irma's hands together, begging for mercy. The two of them forgave and hugged each other, there was no longer a sturdy fortress that blocked the relationship between in-laws and daughter-in-laws.

Since then, Irma and Rita's relationship has improved as before. In fact,

Irma has become her favorite daughter-in-law.

"Mas, pick up the phone!" irma orders again to Andre, seeing the phone keep ringing nonstop. Meanwhile, Irma opened the closet door wide to pick up the clothes requested by the husband.

However, suddenly Irma's body pecked with eyes that seemed to be jumping when the closet with beautiful carvings it managed to open wide, he was open, while the man who was still loyal stood behind him was already in an alert attitude. Andre's two hands were already firmly fixed in both ears.

Jolted with the sight before his eyes, spontaneously, Irma turned her body directly and stared intently at the husband.

As Andre had expected, Irma's voice shrill filled their room. "Mas!" shout Irma. "Mas, is this the contents of the closet flanked?" The woman pointed to the contents of the closet that was already irregular.

"From the uniform, dear," replied Andre, grinning his horse. "And I didn't know that his shirt was on the bed. I didn't want to bother you who were still soaking, so run for yourself" he explained.

'Yes, God. Why is he making such a mess today?'

"Mas, dear, my love, My husband, my Imam, if you want to take clothes, lift the top first and take the one you wear. Don't pull it! A semeberawut would it be?" irma said with a smile that seemed forced, while taking Andre's underwear.

"Good, Honey. I'm sorry, yes!" Andre nodded and immediately cupped both hands in front of his chest, apologizing, with a face made as clear as possible.

Irma did not respond, she preferred to offer clothes taken. "It's her underwear!"

"If this one from earlier I have found, which I look for brown underwear, My love, My wife, My aunt," replied Andre by mentioning sharing his ownership name as well.

"Wear the one, the chocolate one's still in the dirty basket." Irma grabbed Andre's right hand, then placed the black and white underwear in the husband's hand. The orders of the first lady are not to be disputed. "But if you want to wear dirty clothes, it doesn't matter. Let me get it," he continued.

"This is not it." Andre refused outright.

"Good!" Irma gave her two thumbs up, then cleaned up the clothes that were not because of it. Meanwhile, Andre rushed to wear the clothes given by the wife.

Irma rearranged the clothes, until the pile of clothes was neat again as usual. However, on the middle shelf it looks like his clothes were completely blown away by the storm, making Irma have to fold again. He took out the clothes and threw them on the bed.

"It is better that this one will be cleared later," said Irma. "Eh, what the hell is this?" After the shelf was clean, Irma saw a brown envelope lying there with a velvet box beside her. "Mas," called Irma, quietly, without letting go of the two objects in front of her. He also grabbed two of those things.

Suddenly Andre's hand coiled in Irma's stomach, making him who was jerking more and more jolted. "Happy wedding month, my Humairah!" he said while exposing his face with a kiss landed on Irma's cheek.

"Is this a wedding anniversary present for me?" Irma twisted the body, showing the two objects that were in her hand.

"This is a doang." Andre took the velvet box in Irma's hand, then opened it and put on the thing inside. "If it's chocolate, ration a month. How'd you like?" andre asked, seeing a new bracelet in his hand.

"Like. Thanks." Thanks." Irma's face sparkled to find a beautiful bracelet coiled in her hand. "But, I don't like the way he's been. Time yes, I have to finish that mountain shirt." Irma pointed at Andre's clothes on the bed.

"Let there be a fight." Andre was grinning widely. "Don't forget I'm also waiting for the gift!" continued with eyebrows that have been played up and down.

"Hopefully don't fight again until next week as well" Irma added while buttoning Andre's shirt, knowing where the husband meant.

"Yes, no, dong!"

"Let there be a struggle, too." Irma repeated Andre's conversation while sticking out her tongue, mocking.

"If so now, if you are afraid verboden will come again." Andre pulled the wife's waist, making Irma who was buttoning the last button jerked when their bodies stuck together. "How's it?" ask again.

'I can hang it if made shocked continue, ' Irma wrote in her heart.

"Don't be weird! Going to work soon, plus no breakfast." Irma hit her husband's chest softly.

"If you say the same to your guests, don't come!" added Andre while menoel the nose of the wife.