The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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A city transport stops near the T-junction, opposite the 'Duo Princess' cake shop'. A woman came down from the front bench, after giving two bills of five thousand.

"Thank you, sir," said the woman who was none other than Irma.

"Together, Neng. Don't overdo maen himself, Neng! People say that the bride-to-be is fragrant, like a lot of dangers that lurk from various realms." The driver, who was a neighbor around Irma's house, tried to remind her. "There was once a girl who two days before marriage maen mulu, round and round name." In fact, the driver who still believes the superstition is up to goosebumps considering the events of the past.

Irma just smiled, without any intention of refuting. Although he does not believe in superstition, but be careful it must be. "Yes, Sir. Thanks for reminding me. It's just gonna watch the clothes go home again."

"Be careful, Neng. Next time go out with family or who's not alone!" remembering again.

Irma nodded back. After the public transportation drove back, Irma's face immediately beamed. Seen it, a cake shop that since the proposal never again looked at. He misses the cake shop so much, the smell of flour, the smell of jam and the various smells of cakes baked, steamed and fried felt immediately swipe the nose.

"I missed you!" Smile expands with eyes that have never been diverted from the building that began to crowded visitors. Irma then crossed over, impatient to see the development of the cake shop she worked on with her mother and sister, which according to Naura, the development of these weeks increased rapidly.

The woman walked too hurriedly. His longing for the building across, made him not pay attention around. Irma crossed over just like that and coincided with that a car drove very fast.

"Irma, beware!"

Tid! Tid ....

The shout of a person and the very long sound of the axon resuscitated Irma who had already stepped into the middle of the road. He gasped, when he saw a car speeding very fast towards him. In fact, so surprised he even silently stared.

"Aww ..." cried Irma and both palms covered the face with closed eyes. The car was only a few cent away from Irma's body, while her mind had already drifted out of nowhere. Just now the public transport driver warned him, and now the danger is really coming. The tragedy that will take lives is in sight.

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"Sorry!" said Irma while inching from the body that has become her shield.

There was no answer, only a soft groan from the man's mouth.

"Sorry, it must hurt. Is anyone hurt?" ask Irma again. "Thank you su-dah .. helped me," he continued in an increasingly quiet voice, looking at the face of the man who had been willing to sacrifice salvation to help him.

"I'm fine" the man replied, though his voice sounded like he wasn't okay. "Are you okay?" His eyes glanced at Irma who was sitting next to him, and he was trying hard to get up.

Irma, who had been trying to help wake the man up, was silent as she realized who had helped her. 'Why did he help me? Should I thank you? But the pain he got was still not worth my pain.' Whether the demon possessed Irma, suddenly selfishness possessed her.

"Is there a wound?" ask again, but Irma still mute with her own mind. "It looks like you're okay." Finally, the man concluded himself for not getting an answer from the woman beside him. "Then I say goodbye! Be careful when crossing! Aren't you getting married soon?" he said again, then tried to get away from there despite limping. His entire body was painful, especially in the elbow felt very painful and sore. Not to forget he also picked up groceries scattered for trying to help Irma.

Irma was still speechless, she stared at the back of the man who started to step away. Until, his eyes were fixed on the man's arm that looked peeling, even blood to pour from there. Irma could not deny, she hated the man, but should she let the man who had helped her go without any intention of helping again, when she saw the man hurt? However, thanks to the man, he survived death. Thanks to the man, he was still given the opportunity to meet the idol of the heart.

"Follow, I'll treat your wounds first!" Irma lowered her ego. He chased and pulled the man to treat the man's wounds in the shop.