The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
07

A few days later from the dramatic plea event, Andre has moved house. He lives next door to Irma's house at the request of Dimas— who asks Andre to look after his in-laws and brother-in-law.

"Thank you, Tan! Without you I wouldn't be able to get here" Andre murmured, given the magnitude of Ana's services that had persuaded Dimas to ask Andre to look after Irma.

"You don't know Dim, it's all my plan and yours!" The corner of his upper lip slightly raised.

Because unbeknownst to Dimas and Naura, Andre's move to the side of Ranti's house has been carefully thought by Andre and Ana to carry out his PDKT action, while Dimas is only an intermediary.

There is no day that Andre misses to meet the idol. Especially with the task he took from Dimas, it became a weapon for the man to always meet Irma and always just a brilliant idea he got to meet Irma.

"Excuse me, Ma! Can I have some hot water, right? The gas in my house is running out." Once he pretended to ask for hot water while carrying a glass filled with coffee, only to be able to meet Irma.

"Sir, can I have a plaster and red medicine, right?" In fact, he was willing to hurt himself to get the attention of the idol.

A fight will never betray results. The word of encouragement that is always grown in Andre. Until finally, the dipper was welcomed. Irma, who had always been indifferent and just as necessary, gradually began to accept Andre's presence. The woman was touched by the attitude of Andre who has always been a hero for her and Ranti, even Andre who always put on a body when a couple of husband and wife destroy his life came to the house.

"Thank you for always being there for us" Irma said as Andre managed to drive Ryan and his wife away for the next time.

"No problem. It is my duty as neighbor and guardian of your heart." Andre pulled the corners of his lips, forming an arch of a smile that had unwittingly emitted a strange signal in Irma's heart.

"Bombing you wrong place, Mas. I've told you, your boay fighting doesn't work for me" Irma said, though she was happy when Andre called Andre the guardian of the woman's heart.

"It's in place because you're the only one I've got. If just anyone new is misplaced." Andre chimed.

Not Andre's name if the day is missed without giving words to Irma. Since Irma began to accept her presence, Andre has been getting closer to the woman. Expect not just a friendship that is established, as Irma requests, but a relationship that involves their hearts.

"Sir, did it ever come to opening your heart back to another?" andre asked one time when they were enjoying their night while enjoying grilled corn in the city park.

"Come on," answered Irma, with a mouth blowing hot corn, without looking at Andre.

"What if someone wants to know you better?"

"That's her right." Irma chimed while enjoying the grilled corn that was not too hot.

"If I want more than just friends how?" andre asked again, with eyes that never stopped looking at the woman before him.

Immediately, Irma stopped her teeth that were biting the corn. Lowering the corn that is still held. His eyes glanced at Andre who was still staring at him, then turned his gaze to where the children were playing happily.

"Don't we ever talk about that?" irma.

"We're getting together more and more. Has there never been a single taste in your heart for me?" Andre grabbed the hand that was still holding the grilled corn while twirling it indistinctly, looking up in the heart of the owner of the hand. "Sir, I wasn't messing with my words at the time. I really love you. I want us to have more ties than a friend." Seeing Irma who always responds to his attention, makes Andre ventured to express his heart even though he was rejected.

"But, Mas ...." Irma pulled her hand from Andre's grasp, but to no avail.

"But what else? Have I misinterpreted your change of attitude lately? I thought you'd started opening your heart to me." Andre cut Irma's speech.

I don't know what answer Irma should give to the man in front of her. In the deepest recesses of his heart, he could not deny if he had started to have a sense for Andre. Not distrusting with the words of love that always comes from the mouth of the man with a firm jaw, but there is something that makes him always attract his own feelings.

"It's late, we're home, yuk! Mamah must have been waiting for us," said Irma. He got out of his seat and pulled the hand that was still holding him, without giving an answer to the question posed by the man.

"I have permission from Aunt Ranti. He won't worry about us." Andre pulled the hand back, so that the owner of the body sat back down. "The answer was my question, and then we went home" he continued.

For a moment Irma fell silent, then said, "Give me some time to think about it. I can't answer it now."

Andre let out a rough breath. The answer is always unsatisfactory, but he is very confident that the woman also has the same feeling. "All right, I'll wait for you. Until you tell me yourself you want to be my wife" said Andre, "alright, let's go home!" It was Andre's turn that pulled Irma's hand away, leaving the place with the smile that she was still trying to display.

'I will definitely get your heart.' His heart is full of confidence.