The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
02
A few months ago ....
Andreas Danendra is usually called Andre, a state servant who in fact is a friend and co-worker of Dimas. As a friend, Andre does not want to miss the happy moment Dimas. He went with the retinue of the groom's motorcade to the bride's house. Although the wedding ceremony was held in a pandemic period, Dimas was still allowed to bring a group even if only a few people, provided that according to the health protocol implemented by the government. With a batik shirt worn, Andre sat right behind Dimas who had faced the naura penghulu and marriage guardian.
Everyone turned their heads towards the door as the host invited the bride into the meeting place. And so is Andre. The man also rolled his eyeballs as people praised the bride's beauty.
"She is beautiful ...." Words of praise came out from his mouth, seeing the four girls walking nearby.
Andre couldn't stop staring at the girl. Despite being blocked by the face shield, the purple-clothed girl's beauty was still clearly visible.
Yes, it was not Naura the bride that Andre praised, but the girl who flanked Naura's left arm. The girl who has eleven-twelve beauties with the bride, just looks calmer.
"What's wrong with my heart?" murmured Andre, slowly.
He felt his heart pounding incoherently as the bride's accompaniment drew closer, even as his beat accelerated like a war drum. Moreover, when the girl smiled, Andre melted even more. Who is the girl smiling for? Certainly not for him because they don't know each other. The first time Andre met a girl and he was already made to fall in love at first sight by her charms.
Andre's overly conspicuous attitude, did not escape the attention of Ana who was sitting next to the man.
"Hey, don't look at your best friend's future wife like that!" Ana, who thought Andre was watching Naura, raised her palm in front of Andre's face, still unblinking, looked at them.
"What, anyway? Aunty just disturbs the view," he added while removing the hands that are still blocking.
"Tante just doesn't want you to be an ungodly friend, like in flying fish movies. That, you know, the soundtrack of the movie uses my song to cry. It would be horrified if the title of ftv 'Curebut my best friend's wife on her wedding day'." Ana bergidig, horrified.
"Tante thinks it's a distance" said Andre, "just relax I'm not a friend who likes to eat friends."
"Who do you want to see? Ampe almost touched everything," seduced Ana again.
"Ah, Auntie is holding me again" Andre said.
"You're like a kid, you still want to be bullied by your mom."
Suddenly Andre approached the middle-aged woman, then whispered, "Tan, I've already considered myself, right?"
Ana nodded for sure.
"If so I also want to be paired with the girl who is walking here" whispered Andre again.
With clenched brows, Ana looked at Andre full of probing. "You like one of Ara's fences?" ask Ana, make sure.
Andre nodded several times, nodding.
"Ok, can Aunty arrange. Do you want to be with Reva or Mela?" ask Ana, then.
"Reva? Mela?" It turns out he and his best friend's mother, also just carry a book alias not connect, ma'am. "Kok, Reva and Mela, anyway, Tan? I've known them both."
"To whom, if not them?" Ana looked confused by Andre's words.
Until Andre's hand spoke. His index pointed to the girl who had finished delivering the bride, then walked to the back of the penghulu and sat on the chair that had been provided for the bride's family there.
"What's? So you like her sister Ara? That's right, Dre!" Ana's turn is jolted by Andre's words, until a jewel lands in the man's ear.
"Awww.." cried Andre, making everyone turn to look at him in wonder.