The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police

The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Dimas parked his car in front of the house. He had just arrived at the house that had been five days just so a stopover just— home only occasionally, it was not up to two hours. A smile appeared on the already disheveled man's face. His eye bags are like pandas due to lack of sleep. However, this time he came home with a fluffy smile, unlike the day before— came home with a moping durja.


Dimas' feet stepped into the house while calling out to the Fruit of the Heart. True said Andre, he had to be excited through the day after day. He must be a force for Naura to wake up soon, as well as for Kayla.


"Kay, Kayla Darling! Papa's coming home, son," cried Dimas.


Dimas also searches for the whereabouts of the child. With the figure she was looking for found, Kayla seemed to be carrying Ana in the middle room. Dimas approached her.


"Home home, Dim?" ask Ana.


Dimas nodded while kissing Ana's hand, then kissed Kayla. However, not yet had the kiss landed, Ana shifted.


"What do you want?" ana asked, keeping the grandchild away from her child's lips.


"Kiss my son, Mah. I miss him."


"Go take a shower! Just get excited about kissing your son. Remember you are out from the outside! Lots of germs and bacteria coming in." Ana reminded.


Dimas nodded back. He knows the baby is still very vulnerable, so he must be completely sterile. The man went to the room to cleanse his body. The words of the people this morning are all true.


After taking a bath, Dimas rushed back down to meet Kayla who was with two women who called themselves grandmothers and oma. He took Kayla from Ana's arms, and kissed the sleeping baby until she woke up.


"Why is every papa coming home you're sleeping? Don't you want to play with papa?" dimas said as he moved his nose that stuck to Kayla's tiny nose.


When Dimas heard and understood what he said, the baby opened his eyes. Despite initially crying, Kayla was comfortable in Dimas's sling for a long time. Dimas held and invited Kayla to play long enough, strengthening the closeness between father and son, until he returned the baby to Ranti. Meanwhile, he had to go to the office.


"I picked Kayla, yes, Mah" Dimas told Ana and Ranti, who were answered with a nod. "Kayla darling, papa work first, yes! Later coming home from work before going to the place of mama, papa used to play with you," continued Dimas to the baby while rubbing the face of the adorable little baby, then kissed him.


As a state servant, Dimas had to be professional. Although reluctant to leave Kayla or Naura, but he still has to carry out his obligations. He went to a place where he served with little change. Dimas is no longer as bad as a few days back.


Information was in plain sight when Nadia was conscious and stated to be introgated. They can interrogate Nadia about a group that has become the target of the police, but the group is like a ghost, difficult to touch. However, again and again the police had to bite a finger when they found the fact that the woman was dead in her nursery. The road to the rebels was narrowed again.


"You can interrogate me about that firearm if I'm alive" Nadia said at the time before Andre and Dimas walked out of her ward.


Dimas and Andre did not heed Nadia's words because they felt that the guard there was very safe, there was no way the woman would act strangely. Dimas promised himself that he would interrogate him after meeting Naura.


However, a few hours after Dimas met Nadia. Nadia was declared dead because of swallowing poison that was out of nowhere, even the police were still investigating it even though Nadia's room guard was made as tight as possible.


"I didn't expect that because I wanted to kill you to join such a group. In fact, you're willing to die for them instead of sharing information with us." Dimas stared at a picture of Nadia in uniform, an organization targeted by police. Photo provided with some files obtained by the police.


Until a call shocked Dimas.


"Dim, where have you been? My wife called you so many times." Andre approached Dimas. His face looked very panicked.


"I'm finished from the inside. My phone is in silent" Dimas said, taking the phone in his pants pocket. Sure enough, Irma had called him dozens of times. "What's wrong? Did something happen to Ara?" ask Dimas, panic.


"Itu—"


Andre's speech was cut off by Dimas' phone returning to receive an incoming call. Without babibu, Dimas immediately shifted the green button.


"Hello, Brother. What's up?" ask Dimas once the call is connected. "What?!" Tension increasingly dominates the face that had started smiling this morning when he heard news from the caller who was none other than Irma. "Well, I'll be there soon" Dimas said, ending the call.


In a hurry, he went to the hospital. His mind is back in chaos.


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