The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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"Hi!" said someone with a fluffy smile while pouring lilies to Irma who was still blocked by the window glass.

Seeing who was coming, Irma immediately opened the window and jumped from there. A smile of happiness was emanated clearly from the face that a few seconds ago no doubt tangled clothes. Now, the person he was thinking about was in front of him with a smile that was engraved so alluring.

"What's your problem here?" asked Irma again, as soon as she was outside the room.

"Meet my bidadar" replied Andre, lightly. It was as if the problem Irma was thinking about to the point of not being able to sleep was, had never existed. "Can I come in? Here are a lot of mosquitoes," he said again while looking at the room, but there is not a single small blood-sucking creature that roams there.

"Don't mode! There are no mosquitoes here, the place is clean."

Andre just grinned at the horse because it was true that it was. "I have flowers for you!" Andre presented the lilies that he had wanted to throw away. However, for the sake of knowing the truth of Ryan's words, the flower was still faithful in his hands.

"You brought more flowers for me, Mom?" Irma was so enthusiastic to see the flowers brought by the lover and answered Andre's nod. "Are you not angry?"

Andre just shook his head. "Do you like flowers?" ask Andre later.

Irma nodded with a smile that was still engraved. It was beyond all expectations Andre. Could it be true what Ryan said? However, at that time Irma herself said that the woman did not like the lily. However, seeing the enthusiasm of Irma made Andre re-literate. Her cherry face faded a little.

"It's a flower for me, right?" Irma picked up the flower hidden behind Andre's body, ignoring the lilies that Andre was thrusting.

"Eh .. I love lilies why even take roses?"

"Because I love roses. Why bother to bring lilies, already know I do not like," replied Irma, regardless of the lilies held by Andre.

"Keep the lilies are kept?"

"Down," replied Irma, without hesitation.

"It's really thrown out? Expensive, you know!" ask Andre to make sure.

"Do you know why it is bought? Mubajir will be."

Stinging Irma's answer, Andre's smile expanded again. 'You're losing hard, Yan.' He said in his heart, while throwing lilies according to Irma's orders. "Then will we stay here? What if there's a patrolman passing by and we think we're doing a pervert?" he asked the woman who was busy inhaling the flowers, while Andre's eyes scan as far as the eyes look and the place looks dim, it could be a gossip that is not-not if there are people who see.

The mouth can say as if afraid of netting patrons, but the piercing Andre says another. The man was sitting quietly on his feet in the window sill.

"How long do you want to be here? Can't we meet often? Will they not be angry?" asked Irma, looking at the prospective husband who was sitting in the window of her room.

"She's afraid of being caught the same way?" asked Irma again, but no doubt follow Andre's orders as well. "Hold the flowers first!" Irma gave the flowers to Andre, then turned back to the window and in one movement Irma moved her body slightly jumping up to sit on the window sill next to Andre.

"That patrol won't know either. Our man in the back, will not be visible from the road. How dare they grieve us." Andre turned to Irma while glancing his eyes.

"Ish .. pede once, the background of the apparatus." Irma clucked at the speech of Andre who was so confident. "Mas ... isn't angry with me, is I?" irma asked suddenly, she was still not happy with the incident earlier this afternoon.

"You want to be honest, what's a lie?" Andre even teases Irma.

"Honest!"

"I've never been angry one bit. I believe the same Ma'am Say one hundred percent."

"Then was it noon?" Irma squinted one eye, not yet understanding Andre's words.

Meanwhile, Andre was laughing. His laughter broke which was instantly covered by Irma's hand.

"Don't screw her laugh! Intar mamah woke up," said Irma with her perfectly rounded eyes to find Andre's behavior that could wake people up.

"Forgot." Andre grinned the horse, as soon as Irma's hand was released.

While enjoying the beauty of the sparkling stars scattered, Andre told the real reason about the incident this afternoon. Until, making both of them giggle from the window.

"Is that how scary Ara is in your eyes, Mas?" irma asked with a hand that smothered her own mouth, not wanting her laughter to make anyone suspicious.

"Very. I had enough of him," replied Andre. "One more thing, about lilies. It's not from me" continued Andre with a face that had looked up to the sky.

"meaning?"

"It's from Ryan."

"Well?!" Irma was increasingly made to not understand Andre's words. Why is Ryan in Andre's hands?

Sorry for the update again, for brother readers who already have a momongan must have never experienced the name fussy in the first trimester of pregnancy. Thank you for not thinking 🤭🤭🤭. Sorry, yes! 🙏🙏🙏