The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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The man who had just gotten a tip plus the jackpot from Ana immediately dropped the body on the mattress once he arrived in his room. He still cursed a husband and wife who could consider himself as a class with ghosts and demons. Until, the turmoil in the stomach interrupts. He felt the inside of his stomach so wrapped around. The more felt even more becoming, Andre then moved from the mattress and immediately stripped his clothes, then ran to the bathroom.

"Damn, why forget!" rutuk Andre when he was sitting on the toilet and remembered that the toilet in the bathroom of his room was ruksak.

Fortunately, the man had not brought out anything. With a thousand steps he exited the room and entered the bathroom which was outside the room. Finally, Andre can control the turmoil in his stomach by lingering in the bathroom accompanied by the gurgling water and also the strains of songs he heard from MP4 — which was left there this morning. Not to forget, a cigarette is also always his loyal friend when he sits for a long time in the bathroom.

The music played so loud in Andre's ears. While throwing away his wishes, the man held a soloist concert in the bathroom. Making him unable to hear Irma's screams that had called him many times.

"Lega ..." murmured Andre, as soon as he finished performing the ritual that had its own pleasure.

With the ear hole still covered in the headset, the man who did not wear outer clothes was out the bathroom—and it coincided with Irma's gaze fixed towards the bathroom.

Spontaneous, Irma screamed so shocked when she found Andre like an underware model. His eyes were stained with the ones he should not have seen. The woman immediately turned around, not wanting the contents of her head was also stained by the sight that could make women sick eyes and ended up drunk.

"Eh, there is Miss Irma" said Andre while stripping the musical instrument that is still attached to the ear, when he found Irma's presence in his house.

"Yes. Sorry, I'm just playing in. I knocked on the door nobody said." Irma cursed herself because of anxiety about Andre's condition, she just entered, to get a scene like that. "I was told to do jamu with Mamah," he continued, with the body still turned back to Andre.

"Why turn around? What ghost did I think, that was all the way up to screaming?" ask Andre who is not aware of the situation. "Or so good as me, that you won't see my face. How disgusting am I to you, Ma'am?" He walked towards the woman who was still behind him.

"It's not so ...." Irma became more and more heartless to hear Andre's words, but it is also impossible that he turned back if Andre's condition is still like that.

"If you don't want to see me, there's no need to come here."

'Why is he so brave like this? Does he not realize what clothes he wears?'

"I was told by Mamah to deliver herbs so that your body does not ache. He was still not happy with what happened this morning. Is your body still sick?" ask Irma. "It's the clock!" Irma felt Andre getting closer, she immediately thrust her watch back.

"What jamu is this? It smells bad" asked Andre, closing his nose.

"The name is also jamu must smell bad if the good is candy," replied Irma. "Drink! Mamah told me to make sure Mas Andre drank it," he continued.

Smile on Andre's lips. Despite being annoyed with the girl before him, he did not want to waste the opportunity to tease Irma.

"I won't drink it until you turn around!" Andre.

"Mas, don't be weird! Quickly drink! I can't turn around." Irma was still inexhaustible, it could be with a condition like a giant tuyul, Andre still asked him to face the man.

"Yes, already, how about I throw it away, you just say that I've drunk it out." Andre was about to throw the herbs in his hand into the sink.

'This uniform? People say that only once is a gift, but if many times it can be a sin and eventually become a disaster.' Irma was confused by what she had to do.

"All right, just throw it away. I just delivered it at Mamah's orders."

Andre stopped his steps, Irma replied beyond Andre's expectations.

"You'll be waiting, I'd better go home. If you don't like to just throw it away." Finally, Irma preferred to ignore Andre's threat, then waltzed away from the man, without turning to Andre who was still silent. "Oh, yes one more, since when did you switch professions to tuyul?" he continued, smiling.

"Tuyul? Meaning how?" Andre is still not aware of his own circumstances.

"Look in the mirror!" Irma chimed in, before she actually got out of the police house.