The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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The holidays that Andre mentioned arrived and Andre really proved the seriousness of his relationship with Irma. The man took Irma to see her family, before her parents officially proposed to her. Riding his favorite iron horse, Andre brought the idol to his hometown. Almost seven hours both were on the bike, until finally they reached the hometown of Andre.

"Do we rest first? You must have been sore all day sitting." Andre slowed down the bike.

"I'm not sore, really. But, if you rest, it's up to Mas," said the woman who never let go of her hand from Andre's waist.

"If you go on, yes!" said Andre and answered nodding Irma. "I even hope the journey is still ten hours so that it can continue to be embraced by you, but darling soon to arrive." Andre grinning.

"This is your mode. It's worth it when Dimas offers the car you refuse to turn it raw." Irma landed a pinch on the stomach that was blocked by the leather jacket.

"But you like it too, don't you?"

Irma did not answer, she even hugged the man who always gave color in her life. "The air is so cold here" he murmured, not lying.

"It's new mode," seduced Andre.

"It's reality, Mum." The air in Andre's hometown, was indeed very cold because the region was in a mountainous area.

Motor Andre also entered a yard so spacious house. Judging from his home, Andre's family was the one in that place. Along the way while walking down the street to Andre's house, the house in front of Irma was currently the largest house he had seen.

Friska came out of the big house and immediately fell into Irma's arms. No matter how long two middle-aged people also came out of the house, welcoming their arrival.

"Well, Dad, look, your future ghost has arrived!" yelled Friska who was still hugging Irma.

"Then don't stop there, De. Here, meet Dad!" said the middle-aged man who was at the door.

"Come, Brother." Friska pulled Irma's hand, taking the woman to her parents.

"Woi I'm left!" andre's protest to Friska who used to greet him, but this time even unemployed him. Meanwhile, Friska just turned her head towards the voice while sticking out her tongue, mocking the older sister.

"Well, Dad, this is Brother Irma, your beautiful, kind and not arrogant future daughter-in-law." Friska introduces Irma to her parents.

Andre's father only smiled when he listened to Friska's words, but not with his mother. The friendly face on the phone, was inversely proportional to the attitude Irma received at the moment. Mamah Andre looked at him so cynically, he even watched Irma from toe to head with an expression that increasingly made the guts of the prospective ghost shriek.

"A-assalamualaikum." With a smile that he displayed to hide his nervousness, Irma said hello while salim and kissed the hand of Andre's father.

"Vaalaikumsalam. How are you doing, son?"

"Good, Om."

Furthermore, Irma reached out to the mother who had given birth to a lover to greet him, but his speech was not as warm as his father Andre. Irma's hands were left hanging in the air. The middle-aged woman's eyes, continued to stare at Irma.

"So he's the one you want to introduce to mama, Dre?" he asked in a tone of voice that seemed to dislike the girl of Andre's choice.

"Yes, Mah. Meet her Irma." Andre, who followed his sister and her lover, felt that there was a moment wrong from the look of the eyes of the mother. 'Not that, the most enthusiastic mama wanted to meet with Irma. Why did the reaction go like this?' Andre turned his gaze to his father and Friska, as if asking. What was? The two people just put their shoulders together, just as they did not understand.

Irma. Cold sweat began to wash over his body. What he was afraid of really came true. Andre's parents did not like him, even from the first day he set foot in the homeland of the lover.

"It didn't turn out as expected, yes! Your girlfriend's hape looks pretty, but what's this?" she was very cynical, looking down on Irma.

"Mah! Irma is so beautiful and even so beautiful. Since when do you look at people by their looks?" Andre scolds his mom. He didn't think he would talk like that.

Irma herself can only smile bitterly, though she does not want to look sad. Perhaps, indeed he is not like the expectations of Andre mama. After all, everyone has their own standards. Although, it must have been painful.

However, what Irma did not expect, Andre's mother even to pull away Irma's hand who was about to shake hands regardless of Andre's speech, making him increasingly convinced he would not be accepted in Andre's family. "Nyesel mamah .. nyesel did not join Friska holiday there. It turns out that you are very beautiful-tik-tiiiik, it's worth the mamah child to be crazy about you," said the woman while hugging Irma. Irma made sculpting, the middle-aged woman has made it a heart sport. "Welcome, sweetie, to our house." He kissed Irma's forehead lovingly.