The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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The two friends who met during police school were laughing so loosely at the end of their duties, as if their conversation became the most effective cure after a day of their energy drained. Both of them without a sense of sin give a different nickname to pregnant women who are a few months away from giving birth to twins in their midst.

Satisfied with the tired leisure conversation, Andre and Dimas chose to go home together with their respective vehicles of course. However, in the middle of the road the two separated. Dimas went to the store to pick up the woman he nicknamed the wasp, while Andre chose a different path.

Andre went down the streets that he rarely went through when he came home from work. However, today for the sake of something he was willing to take the road twice as far because in the usual path the man passed would not find something he was looking for. Andre continued to pull his motorcycle gas until he slowly reduced his speed when he saw a shop with the name 'Flowers Garden' was in sight. He pulled over his favorite motorcycle right in front of the store.

The curvature of the smile immediately engraved perfectly on Andre's lips, considering tonight he will give a surprise to the woman whose feelings have been made somersaults by his actions.

A servant greeted her arrival so kindly. "Can I help you, sir?" ask the waiter with a smile.

Not wasting a chance, Andre immediately ordered Irma's favorite flowers and nodded as the waiter asked her to wait a while. While waiting, the man who was still in police uniform also chose to look at the flowers sold there. Until, his eyes were fixed on someone who was carrying lilies and walking towards him. Wrong, it might be more appropriate to walk towards the waiter who was holding the flower that Andre ordered. Andre's eyes accidentally met the eyes of that person who was also looking at him, clearly a shock on the face of the person who was getting closer.

"Sir, here's the order!" The waiter gave the red rose that Andre had ordered.

Immediately, Andre grabbed the flowers that the Servant had offered. "Thank you," the steam, "plus this too, yes, Ma'am!" pinta Andre, pointing at a pot containing a flowering rose, was exactly like the flower he had picked up this morning.

"Sir, I ordered this, yes!" Suddenly someone also spoke up, making the waiter turn towards the person. He presented the best quality lilies that he deliberately chose himself.

"Good, Mas. I served the Police First, yes!" said the waiter politely, however Andre first came there.

The man simply nodded, glancing at Andre at a glance.

"It must be for Irma. Since when did he love roses? Isn't her favorite flower a lily?" asked the man, who was none other than Ryan, with a cynical look. It turned out that Andre didn't know too much about Irma, that's how he thought.

"You—" Ryan's jaw suddenly hardened, but his speech was cut off when suddenly the waiter came with a receipt for Andre's order.

"Thank you, Ma'am" Andre said.

"Together," replied the waiter, then took the flowers Ryan had offered to pack. "Wait a minute, Mom." The ministry left again, leaving the two seemingly unfriendly men behind.

Finding the waiter gone, Ryan opened his mouth again while pointing to Andre about to continue with his truncated speech. However, immediately Andre also cut it off.

"I forgot. When I meet here, I thank you for helping Irma from the accident. Just hope it's not a manipulation show in it, yeah!" Honestly, once Ryan found out that he helped Irma, Andre felt like everything was planned. However, he also cannot just accuse if there is no evidence.

"You mean?"

"Yes, I want to thank you for helping Irma, even if you get hurt like that." Andre pointed to Ryan's bandaged elbow. "Thanks to you Irma is fine. Thanks again. Eits, there's still others. But, don't even think about getting Irma again. Now Irma's just mine and I won't let anyone like you get close to her. It's better to take care of your new household that you've chosen to the point of dumping a woman as good as Irma. But, thanks to your stupidity, I was able to get his love." Andre smiled sideways, patting Ryan on the shoulder. "Eh, one more, if you intend to buy lilies for Irma, you should not bother. Representing Irma I say a thousand thanks, but you better give it to your wife. Rather than busy chasing people's wives, you better fix your household." Andre said again, then left without caring about Ryan who had been ignited by anger.

Ryan's jawline and hands seemed stiffened, his hands were clenched perfectly when he heard every word that was said from Andre. "Damn it!" ryan said, beating the wind because Andre had already sauntered away.

Before advancing his motorbike, Andre slowly exhaled his breath. "I kept my promise, Ma'am Say. I've been thanking your ex-husband, even if it's a little high blood."

Andre continues the journey to fulfill the other promises he made to Irma, leaving Ryan who seems so upset with all his words. I don't know what's on the guy named Ryan's mind? Ego and common sense are still at war within him.