The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
S2 - 10

10

The clock has shown at 16:00, Irma's cake shop has begun to run by buyers. The four employees also seemed to be cleaning up because soon the store will close. Irma who was allowed to go to the store was seen sitting at the cashier table while calculating their income today. 

"Dew, may you please help me, won't you?"  pinta Irma to the Goddess who was sweeping the floor with one colleague. 

The goddess simply nodded, then walked over to Irma.  "What can I help you with, Ma'am?" 

Irma displayed her streak of white teeth as Dewi asked, because the help Irma asked for must have been quite tiring. "Before apologize, yes!" he said while scratching his head wrapped in hijab, although not itchy. 

"Why should you apologize, Ma'am?" The goddess was astonished by Irma's words. 

"This ... this!" Irma offered a black crackle given by a buyer. "Please take care of it, yes! Sorry, yeah!" continued 

"Well, why should you apologize?" The goddess said with a smile. He also received the crackle and took out the contents. 

A number of coins two hundred rupiah and five hundred rupiah became residents of the crackle and managed to make Dewi gawk. "Sir, isn't this wrong?" 

"Well, that's why I'm sorry. Your PR is heavy. Please help, yes! Relax later I give you a bonus," said Irma with a thin smile. 

Inevitably the Goddess also counted the dime and separated it according to the nominal coin, then separated again every count reached five thousand for five hundred coins and two thousand for two hundred coins. 

The money was obtained by Irma from an old grandmother who wanted to buy a birthday cake for her granddaughter. At first Irma refused to accept the money and chose to give the cake for free, but the grandmother insisted on paying and had to accept it. Irma also gave two birthday cakes, one cake that the grandmother bought from the dime which according to the grandmother the amount is equal to the price of the cake and another gift Irma. And, now the one with the sap is the Goddess. The woman had to count all the coins. 

"Dew, don't you have any intention of giving Chika a new papah?" asked Irma on the sidelines of the focus of the Goddess counting coins. 

Actually there is a special reason why Irma asked Dewi to help her. She is on a well-thought-out mission by her and her husband, at the request of her former in-laws. 

"You mean, Mommy?" The goddess pretended not to understand Irma's words. 

"Your husband hasn't been around for a long time. Chika must miss the figure of a father who has long been lost from his life. Chika would also want to have a whole family like her friends. I've seen him cry while waiting for you here. I heard he wanted to have a father." 

Irma's words made the Goddess speechless. Indeed, many times the only child of his puppet was always asking for father because he was always made fun of just because he did not have a father, some even had the heart to call him an illegitimate child. Dewi's own husband went out of nowhere since Chika was two years old and now the little girl is six years old. However, building a household back for the Goddess was not an easy matter. He does not want to choose wrong and repeat failure, until finally who wants to make Chika happy even make the child tormented because it is not accepted by his new family. 

"I dare not go there yet, Ma'am. I was afraid to make Chika unhappy later. I'm not ready if one day I have to choose between husband and son." Too much watching flying fish soap operas that most family dramas like stepchildren who are not loved by the family, he continued, making Dewi think twice to receive every proposal that comes. 

"If anyone is willing to accept you for who you are and is also ready to accept Chika as a child, will you also accept her?" ask Irma. 

"Is there anything like that? It seems impossible, Mother. On average they would only choose one." 

"If I introduce you to someone how?" ask Irma again. 

The goddess is silent. He doesn't know what to answer. 

"First acquaintance. Friends first. If you fit further, if it does not match it already means not a soul mate," continued Irma. 

"If you may know if I know him, ma'am?" ask Dewi, before accepting Irma's offer. 

"Yes. You knew him. But I don't know if he's your type, right?" 

"I never set the criteria of physicality, Ma'am, it's important that I and my family have had enough." 

Irma nodded, then refocused on counting the money. Actually, he was also confused how to start bringing the Goddess closer to Ryan because the Goddess herself already knew about Ryan's attitude towards him first. Although he knows Ryan has changed, but his big bad image is definitely attached to the people who know it. 

'Will he be fooled by Ryan?' thought Irma while glancing at the Goddess who was still busy with her calculated dime. 'b ... Baba why are you handing over this duty to me?' 

"Dew, don't you believe that someone can change over time?" 

The goddess looked up, looking towards Irma. Irma's question the more she came here the more it led to someone. Whether true or not, Dewi felt that the person Irma meant was the person she admired. 

"Yes, Mommy. I believe." 

Irma heaved a sigh of relief, upon hearing the words of the Goddess. 

"Actually .. I want to bring you closer to Mas Ryan." Irma bluntly. 

The goddess expected it. However, he was confused as to what to answer. Not because of Ryan's dark past, but he felt they were far different from everything, making Dewi hesitant to accept Irma's offer. 

***

Elsewhere, at a Bara-owned export and import textile company, a girl was sitting in an air-conditioned room. He who started his internship at Bara company as a secretary director just finished delivering the files that Bara requested. While waiting for the next command, he seemed to be staring at the phone screen with a contact listed there. 

"I named her contact by what name, huh?" friska murmured to herself. 

Friska also wrote the name on the number she got from Andre's phone this morning secretly. However, newly saved, the name he wrote was immediately changed back to another name until several times he did so, until the name 'Guardian Angel' became the last name he chose. 

"At work I'll call him to discuss chocolate and gasoline as the starting topic of our conversation" he murmured again with an expanding smile, then put his phone back in the bag.