The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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Andre and Irma did not need to linger in the boutique. The clothes they ordered fit right away without needing to be overhauled this and that. Just finishing, their clothes are ready to be worn perfectly.
After their business at the boutique was finished, the two returned to the cake shop where a couple was waiting. If it was before leaving, Andre only took a few minutes to get to the boutique. Another case when they go home, even though the distance they travel is the same but the time they travel the comparison is many times over.
"What is the difference between walking? From shop to store, it takes almost an hour. He said he was working again?" This time the woman who just got off the bike grumbled at Andre who was riding his motorcycle like a snail.
"Say don't be pinched, taken slowly still nagging."
"Yes, the plan is normal just don't suck too." Irma pursed her lips, she thought the more here Andre was the more annoying he was.
"Don't manyun!" said Andre who even teased Irma.
"Know ah ...." Irma turned around, then sauntered into the store.
"Tempe aja." shouted Andre who was parking the bike, then followed Irma.
Meanwhile, in the store the pregnant woman was going back and forth in front of the cashier table like an iron. She was so worried about her brother's condition after hearing the story of the Goddess.
"Sit down! Intar dedenya kecapean follow mama pacing mulu. Remember the doctor says don't mind much! Your brother must be fine, didn't we just see he's okay too." Dimas pulled Naura to sit on the chair he had prepared.
"But hearing him almost get hit keeps me thinking."
"Surely they will be home soon." Not yet dry spit Dimas, suddenly the door opened wide and revealed Irma who walked in. "God, it's a long life!" Dimas pointed at Irma.
Naura breathed a sigh of relief seeing her brother had returned, soon she sprinkled into the brother's embrace, making the one embraced her own confusion.
"What's this?"
Instead of answering, Naura looked at Irma from top to bottom, even telling her brother to turn around. "What the hell is that? why are even the computers like girngsang gini?"
"Is anyone sick?" ask Naura.
Irma just shook her head.
"Nobody really hurts?" ask Naura again.
"Absolutely tortured my future wife? To the extent that you're interrogating him like that?" Andre folded both hands in front of the chest when he saw Naura's behavior.
Naura turned towards Andre. Now it was Andre's turn that Naura stared at from top to bottom. But that gaze was not a worried look, but rather the gaze of a hungry lion ready to devour its prey. With both hands perched at the waist, Naura's eagle eyes stared intently at Andre.
"Why be a horror gini, huh?" Andre who had been willing to pretend not to accept with Naura's words, was even made to die of lice by a gaze that seemed to be skinning him. "Ra, I didn't torture Irma!" he said again, seeing Naura approaching him.
"Continue?" asked Naura who was still staring intently at the man before her.
"What???" screeches Naura. Both of his eyes glared perfectly. Not yet healed his surprise because the brother almost hit, even added by Andre's speech.
Seeing Naura's shock, Andre realized that the woman did not know the story of that one. Andre turned to Irma who immediately got the arm from the woman who was half a meter away with him. He then moved his head towards the man standing in front of the cashier, and immediately saw Dimas who seemed to be slashing his own neck with his hands.
'Mistake the answer.' Andre swallowed his own saliva.
"Crazy for you, Dre! Not satisfied with my brother shok what? I was almost hit by you even added-addin bring him speeding," said Naura while hitting Andre's arm.
"What collision?" Now Andre was surprised by Naura's statement. Without answering Naura's question, the man immediately approached Irma. "Mbak Say, when do you want to get hit? Why don't you tell me? Is there a wound?" ask Andre, while repeating what Naura did to Irma.
"You guys are nothing, anyway? I'm not a slender who plays around. I'm it's okay. If you do not believe ask the same Goddess," protested Irma. "Yes, right, Dew?"
"Thank God it's okay." Andre breathed a sigh of relief.
"Alhamdulilah, Madam Irma is okay. Earlier, the mother was helped by good people so she could survive. In fact, Irma's mother had time to treat the wound here." The goddess chimed in.
"It's okay that guy. Who her? I want to thank him" asked Andre.
Hearing Andre's question, Irma immediately swallowed her own saliva which felt so drag in the throat. He was afraid that there would be misunderstandings.
"I don't know, sir. But, he's been here long enough. Just, it looks like he was surprised that it was fitting Mba Naura entered. In fact, he came out of the back door," said Dewi, recalling Ryan's reaction that seemed surprised at the arrival of Naura and Dimas.
"You said anything! She thinks I'm a manger?" seloroh Naura's.
"Who is he, Ma'am? I want to thank him directly." asked Andre again.
"He ... he ...." Irma was confused herself. There was a sense of regret, having asked for help to the Goddess. Eventually, he dared to mention the man's name. "Ryan." Forced, he said his name rather than one day they knew it from someone else's mouth.
"What???" The sudden appearance of the voices of Dimas, Naura and Andre echoing in the cake shop shocked the Goddess who did not understand anything. Meanwhile, Irma who could already predict their reaction could only nod.
"Kok, can?" ask Naura in disbelief.
Irma just put her shoulders together. He himself did not understand why Ryan was suddenly good, even willing to help him.
It's different with Andre. He who had been holding Irma's hand, immediately released his grasp.
"It's just fine not to tell a story. He was the one who did not," said Andre then left. "Dim, go back to yuk's office!" he said again to Dimas without looking back at Irma.
"Mas! Don't get me wrong" shouted Irma who was ignored by Andre.