The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
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The clock has shown at 20:30, Andre looked pacing in front of the room when he saw his parents and younger brother still gathered in the middle room.
Huff!
The man exhaled his breath rough. Time was getting late, but there was no sign of the people of the house getting into their respective rooms. 'How can I meet Ma'am Say if they're still on the move there?' Andre thought hard to get them to enter the room immediately. 'The idea is brilliant!' A silly idea came to his head. He also rushed out.
"Where are you going, brother?" friska asked, seeing Andre looking hurriedly.
Andre held up the key of the motorbike, without looking at the person who asked him to speak, even his steps were getting faster. "You get on the bike" he said as he passed. Meanwhile, Friska was just oh ria, just believe what the brother said.
A smile fell on Andre's face, as soon as he got outside the house. His eyes were immediately fixed on an object mounted on the roof of the house. "Today you're my victim!" Andre looked at that thing like a look. Then he took the stairs behind the house as access to objects on the roof that are often called parabolas.
Andre looked wildly looking to and fro, afraid that someone might catch him, then hurriedly climbed every step of the stairs and traveled his action—releasing the connector connected to the satellite dish.
"Three ... two ... one!" He counted down, then a shout sounded from inside the house that made Andre giggle himself. "Successful jaya!"
Andre, who usually became an impromptu repairman, is now a monger to ruin people's pleasure, only to meet the idol who is always limited by his parents for the same reason that remains the same. The plan succeeded, Andre immediately went down and saved the stairs back to their original place. Don't forget to put in the motor to justify his words to Friska.
While playing the keys of the bike, Andre's smile continues to expand on his success and he believes after this his family must go straight to their respective rooms. With a sweet whistle, the man went back into the house.
"Surely they're in the fog?" he murmured with a smile that continued to expand, remembering the ignorance he did. In fact, there was a small quarrel from the three people in the middle room who blamed each other because they were fighting over the remote and suddenly there was no picture at all. That made Andre even more giggling himself.
Andre also approached the residents of the middle room who had begun to split towards the place of the contest each so.
"Where are you going? I just joined?" asked Andre while dropping his body onto the sofa, as if he knew nothing.
"The television broadcast was like a distraction, brother. There is no signal at all, but there is no test. Where the show is really exciting again," said Friska who was also overwritten by Rita. "Or maybe because of watching a movie warkop, so the Om Dono and the Casino do not want to be watched equally mamah. Die, the tivi!" continued Friska who is still upset because he was engrossed in watching drakor show instead moved his channel by the mama.
"Hush! If you just like weird," said Rita who did not accept the youngest child.
"You don't have to make a storm! Sometimes there is a sudden disturbance. Tomorrow we will return." Andre tried to empathize, though his heart cheered with joy.
Everyone chose to enter their own rooms, as well as Andre. But after feeling safe, Andre came out again with clothes that already fragrant like someone who will date. Not to forget, the flowers he bought were already in hand with a chocolate decorated with ribbons. With a sneak, he tried to get out of the house like a thief.
"Congratulations!" he said as he stroked his chest as soon as he arrived outside.
Outside was already very quiet, he immediately rushed towards the house next door. Do not forget, smell the clothes, make sure it is fragrant and perfect.
"Who's looking?" he asked, as soon as the man was about to knock on the door. A curious Andre approached a man who was already at the door.
The man turned around when he heard Andre's voice behind him. "Sorry is this Miss Alesha Irmania's house?" tanyakanya.
Andre looked at the man before him from above from below as well as the man's luggage. "Yes. My husband. What's up?" ask Andre again.
Andre's gaze was so sharp and piercing, making the man's body tremble. "Ma-sorry, Mom. I'm a courier, just dropping off a package." The man who claimed to be the courier immediately apologized and gave the package to Andre.
Andre received a lily pack with a greeting card in it, then immediately read it. It turned out that his prediction was correct, making him squeeze the greeting card. "Other times if you want to nganter a package of time, Mas!" said Andre again, ketus. Actually the problem is not the courier, but the sender of the flower.
The courier just said and apologized again, and then left the place. Meanwhile, someone who was also watching Irma's house, could not hide her irritation. With both hands perfectly clenched and teeth clashing against each other, his burning eyes stared intently with anger at Andre.
"It turns out you really raised the war flag with me. You don't know yourself! There's no glass in the house, is there?" Andre noticed the flowers he was holding, then threw them into the trash. However, had not had time to land in the trash, Andre pulled back the flower and preferred to bring the flower to the side of the house Irma— met the lover from behind the window.
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"Mas, must have scared the courier?" guess Irma answered Andre's arm. "That's why the parabolic connector was removed?"
"If not released until midnight I will not be able to be alone like this," said Andre. Both of them laughed so crisply considering Andre's ridiculous behavior all day.
However, suddenly Andre's laughter disappeared. He was momentarily silent, looking up at the sky that was still decorated with stars.
"What's wrong?" Irma glanced at Andre, then looked up as well.
Andre grabbed the lover's hand, grasping it tightly. "I believe in the same, Ma'am Say, but I don't believe in Ryan. Looks like he does have the same taste, Ma'am Say. May I ask to stay away from the man if he tries to approach any reason. To prevent slander and unwanted things." Andre looked at that still looking face.
Irma turned her head, making their eyes clash with each other. With a smile that expands Irma holds the hand that is holding the other hand. "All my words are a command to me. As a good wife-to-be I will obey everything you say, as long as it is good for us. I'll always keep your trust."
"Thank you, my future wife!" Andre rubbed Irma's hair. "Let's see a shooting star!" Suddenly Andre pointed to the side, Irma spontaneously turned to the direction the man pointed.
"Udah, ah, I want to go home! Don't forget tomorrow's trial, yeah! Good night, sweet dreams!" With a big smile on his success in treating the lover, Andre jumped from the window and left Irma who was still staring at Andre's actions.
"Mas, what are you doing?" muttered Irma while holding her cheek.
Meanwhile, Andre continued to pass while occasionally looking back and long-distance kiss with a smile that did not fade in the least. It seems like tonight, Andre will sleep very soundly.