The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
S2 - 4

4

A unit of cars at moderate speed split the streets that are quite crowded on holidays, then turn into an elite housing located in the city area. The driver was still busy with the steering wheel and focused on the road while pondering it was not clear what he was condemning. Since Ryan's arrival, his mood has dropped slightly. Meanwhile, the wife who was sitting in the driver's side seat just smelled a smile with the husband's behavior while enjoying the chocolate Ryan gave. 

"Ba, try it, chocolate's really good." Irma thrust the chocolate into Andre's mouth that was still muttering. 

The smell of chocolate is very tempting, making Andre swallow. However, considering Ryan's stubbornness made Andre immediately refused. "No, thanks. The taste of chocolate is the same," he refused with the view still straight ahead after having time to glance at a little sweet food with the tip of his eyes. 

"Remain unwilling? Delicious, you know! Later if you are crying, ask. I'm not responsible, yes!" seductress Irma knew her husband wanted the food he was holding, but the prestige was too great. Then with a prank, Irma forced the chocolate into Andre's mouth. "Where, how delicious?" 

"Enak" said Andre, without realizing it. Because chocolate is really delicious and who has tried it will definitely be addicted. 

"Tuh, right. Now ngaku. So do not be prestigious, anyways that buy it also use your money," said Irma while eating chocolate again. 

"But, Baba sebel the same speech recenya with as good as if the twins will look like him." 

"Ish .. He was just kidding, honey. Why is it taken dizzy, like you've never joked anyone." Irma softened the left cheek of the husband so anxious. 

Without feeling their journey accompanied by chocolate was already arrived at a luxurious house with modern architecture. Andre parked his car in the yard. 

Meanwhile, Irma was still engrossed in the chocolate that only stayed a little, chewing the chocolate while crunching the delicious taste of the food until the last chew. 

"Cock, the chocolate's been drained, ma'am? Baba would also like," said Andre who had parked while made to swallow with the expression of the wife, plus the woman ate the chocolate to the bottom. 

"At home is still there," answered Irma, still permeating the chocolate flavor that makes it addictive.

'Oh my God, is he eating chocolate again or again tempting my faith anyway?' rutuk Andre in heart. 

Andre's instincts as a man went faster. As fast as lightning he grabbed the lips that were smitten with chocolate, cleaning the lips of the wife with his lips.  

"Ba! What are you doing?" Irma's eyes widened when Andre's face was not spaced with lips that were mopping the area of her lips. 

Instead of answering, seeing Irma's lips open he did not waste the golden opportunity, until the two of them mutually*sap and exchanged saliva that tasted very sweet from the chocolate that Irma ate. 

"Ba, what are you doing?" asked Irma while wiping her lips that felt wet by Andre's saliva. 

"Cleaning chocolate. Therefore, if you eat chocolate do not belepatan," replied Andre with a wide grin adorning his lips. 

"That's a chance to get the name" Irma said, then got out of the car. "Ba, same deal Dimas?" asked Irma, when she saw Dimas' car parked there. 

"No" replied Andre. He was surprised why Dimas' car was also there, but they did not make a deal to meet Bara. 

"If Dimas' car is here, it means 

Baby Kay is here too." Irma enthusiastically rushed straight to the front door house and pressed the bell impatiently. She missed two very adorable babies. 

After the door was opened by a housekeeper, Irma immediately inquired about Kayla. And, sure enough, his nephew was in the house. With ART Bara delivered, Irma headed to where the two babies were. In fact, he had forgotten Andre who was walking behind him. 

Irma who had missed Kayla so much, spontaneously grabbed the tiny baby was about to hold her. 

"Eh, no!" prevent Naura and Kim Nara (wife of Bara) simultaneously, making Irma spontaneously distanced her hand that was about to hold Kayla. 

"You why? I just want to carry it?" asked Irma looking at her new sister and best friend, then turned to look at Kayla who was smiling towards her. 

"Muram ...." Kayla who was crawling, immediately sat down and raised both her hands. It was as if he had asked to be carried by his bubble. 

"You've just got independence, you want to go to jail again, tell me to sit in a wheelchair for nine months?" Naura approached her son and sister. "Remember not to work that heavy. Kayla is hard, then I'll be blamed on your husband" said Naura again as she grabbed Kayla into her cradle. "Darling, carrying the same mom, yeah. Her bubble again can't carry Kay, so play around! Don't carry it" Naura told the seven-month-old. 

Irma did not refute Naura's words, because what Naura said was true. He then approached Kim Nara— women of Korean descent— who was feeding mango puree to Arka. 

"Well, the prospective ghost bubu is eating. It's smart to eat, so add emes!" Irma rubbed the soft head of Arka. 

Arka also smiled like a baby as soon as Irma greeted him, as if she had understood the meaning of Irma's words. Every time Irma calls her a potential ghost, that seven-month-old baby will smile cheerfully. 

Not without reason, Irma called Arka as a potential ghost. The two babies born in the same month have been together since Kayla was only forty days old. In fact, both of their parents have agreed to match them up, although the final decision is on each of them if they are adults. 

"How are you, Ir? Haven't seen you in a long time?" greet Kim Nara while cipika and cipiki to Irma. 

"Good news. I miss you guys" replied Irma. 

The three women also chatted with each other while accompanying Kayla and Arka to play. Laughter adorns their togetherness by the behavior of two babies who are that age, who are so adorable and can not be silent. 

While elsewhere, precisely in the family room looked the three men — who are the husbands of the three women in the playroom— was chatting while enjoying a cup of coffee while listening to the curse of Mr. Police who will soon become a father. 

"But, not to be driven out again in the middle of the road, right?" dimas said with laughter adorning his face. 

They know very well what is the complaint of an Andre because the man always asked for solutions to two men who are much more experienced than him when facing the mood of pregnant women who are difficult to guess. 

"No dong, this time I was a great success," replied Andre with a wide grin also adorning his face. 

"If it's such a big success, why is your face so upset?" sela Bara's. 

"I took Ryan back to Indo." Andre grunted in annoyance. Then sip coffee. 

"Where's the problem? Aren't you guys friends?" ask Dimas. 

"Friends are friends, but still if you see him it feels really big. Why, huh? Though ... I swear I already have no problem with him. I have no complaints about this man. But, if I see him I feel like I want to throw him to the north pole," explained Andre at length. "Is it true that if we hate someone too much, our child will look like that person?" continued Andre. He was still curious about the myth because Andre heard the words not only from Ryan, and Andre did not want his son to really look like Ryan.

Dimas and Bara just put their shoulders together. 

"Wih, the candidate besan kompak very. Instead of finding a solution, just shrug your shoulders." 

Happy reading, Brother. The flow is still slow and adem ayem, yes, there is no conflict. Still stage introduction 🤭🤭🤭