Trapped BI*Crazy Widow
Us and the crying

Wedding dress fittings

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Fifth Avenue

Manhattan.

Alessia was seen squeezing her palms for some time, she looked a little worried as it was in a place that was not in her circles, for her this place was very inappropriate for someone like her to enter, this place was definitely a place of rich people who passed by inattentively and even to do upscale bridal outfit fittings, she said, she was just a poor girl who did not deserve all this, it felt too much for her.

"Come here"

A girl in her almost 25s was talking while developing her smile towards Alessia, she was waiting for the girl to move closer to her.

"Tell me which one do you like best among all the choices?"

The girl asked while showing back the row of bridal clothes that were in several statues in front of Alessia.

they were obviously very beautiful and beautiful, even impressed so elegant and luxurious, Alessia thought she did not deserve any of them considering how low her life class was.

"I think this is too much, miss"

Alessia said slowly.

hearing the girl call her Miss the instant she immediately said.

"Come Alessia I'm not a young lady, you're a real young lady"

Answer the girl later.

"You will get used to everything for a long time, maybe now it will be very difficult to adjust but believe me as time goes by you will get used to it and think you really deserve it"

the girl could recipe while re-expanding her smile.

after saying that, the girl tried to ask the maid to take off the one dress in the statue in front of them.

"I think it suits you, fancy and simple exactly like your character"

Whispering the girl slowly while holding Alessia right in front of a beautiful big keca, she let Alessia sit there and then the girl tried to reach Alessia's hair and began to tidy her hair slowly.

"In the Gaddafi family, all have 12 faces"

The girl suddenly said.

"Dad Aunty Hana is a female enthusiast, she married the first wife who is none other than the mother of aunt Hana legally and legally both according to religion and government, she married the first wife, although marriage based on matchmaking all went well but due to illness aunt Hana's mother died at a young age, then he remarried to a woman who was his second wife they said the woman was his first Love where they did not get the blessing of the father of Mr. Gaddafi , they married secretly behind everyone including Gaddafi's own father and mother"

When the girl talked about Madam Hana's father, immediately made Alessia speechless.

"But unfortunately the marriage did not last long because his wife was removed by his new secretary who was none other than the mother of Diana, Diana, the events of decades ago left a deep trauma in the life of Aunt Hana, although the second wife of Lord Gaddafi, she loved the woman worthy of her own mother, her death was so terrible, she loved her, the woman was found dead in a state of overdose of sleeping pills, though aunt Hana clearly saw that night there was someone who entered her mother's room so her next day the mother continued her found already lifeless"

At once Alessia shuddered in horror at hearing the girl's story.

"You know who's the suspect in Aunt Hana's memory?"

When the girl asked, Alessia turned her head and shook her head.

"Madhuri, Diana's mother, his third wife"

Alessia is seen swallowing her saliva hearing the story described by the girl at this time, her eyeballs staring into the eyeballs of the girl.

"You knew? they were exactly like venomous snakes, secretly able to entangle his opponent then bite him in a terrifying way, they got rid of some people to be able to arrive at this present moment, even repeatedly in her youth Aunt Hana was almost wretched, for those who were around them exactly like a stone obstacle that must be removed as soon as possible"

Continue the girl again as her hand slowly combed Alessia's hair.

"Diana loved Yash for so long, arguably since her high school days, hearing Hana dying can be imagined how happy the woman is today? she moves in with her mother to talk to Mr. Gaddafi so he can get off the bed together after Hana's death"

Now the girl tied Alessia's hair slowly.

"You knew? hope Hana chooses you and also everyone chooses you because we hope that you can get rid of them both along with her people subtly from the Gaddafi and Khalid families , and do not want to be pushed back by the two snakes"

Alessia did not budge at all, she tried to listen to the girl's words for a long time while she could see the girl had tidied her hair so well.

"I don't know why Madam Hana would choose me and trust me to do that, as well as everyone, the reality is that I don't have that ability at all"

In the end Alessia began to open her voice, she looked at the shadow of the girl behind her through the mirror before her.

"Wouldn't it be that in desperation, people who can't afford to do anything would be able to do anything beyond their expectations?"

The girl let Alessia stand up, she started to pair her chosen dress slowly.

"In return for a lifetime of welfare, a new family and one Gaddafi company I think is clearly on par with all of them"

Follow the girl again.

Alessia seemed to not answer, she was silent a thousand languages for some time while letting the girl put the bridal outfit on her body.

"In 2 years I'm sure you can do it"

Say the girl again.

"What if I fail?"

Ask Alessia later.

"Then we will make Yash inevitably add to his marriage contract, until the glory days of Diana and Madhuri fall by itself"

"Quite a move to play in the company to do the plan, the rest of me and Erlan will take care of it"

The girl continued again then looked at the figure of Alessia who now looks so beautiful in a luxurious and elegant wedding dress.

"Look, didn't that helpless girl look very different and classy when wearing the clothes of nobles? you look perfectly beautiful in her dress, Miss Alessia"

******

Khalid company's

The big project that he was working on in this instead made Yash's head start screaming for a break right, in addition to having to dwell and focus on his project, right, he had to keep an eye on Hana and check her health periodically.

Is he complaining?!.

For his wife, no.

For his work, it is clear.

The man's head is now throbbing, the effect of sleep deprivation is really torturing him, Yash tries to massage for a moment his temples while he tries to lean his body.

Ever since Diana entered the room immodestly the other day, Yash now prefers to lock the office door in her company, because for him that way he will be more free to steal time to rest and close for a moment his eyeballs.

The man chewed his breath for some time.

he thought he was quite sleepy at the moment, but completely shutting his eyeballs in fear was quite a big risk because once he fell asleep he was afraid of his sleepiness, he fell asleep, remember in 30 minutes there will be a meeting he has to finish.

people say living and owning a company is as beautiful and delicious as stories in dramas or even romance novels that say the job of a CEO is just to appoint and rule his subordinates, in reality, they live under a lot of pressure.

the bigger a business the greater their pressure the greater the burden of life also the greater the debts that accumulate, the, there is nothing beautiful and free in this world even a large company has been used to struggling with debt with banks and deposits in every month.

not to mention the risks that must be faced both from losses that may come suddenly due to a mistake or carelessness, it may sometimes be the creation of a decline in the value of the stock, the risk of some employees who are incompetent and able to make a loss of one company, not spared and separated also from the employees who commit corruption secretly, is not free, not to mention sometimes the project that is run is not in accordance with the dream or desired.

when choosing to open a large business, obviously the most difficult is how to maintain the business, because to maintain something there must be extra effort and lose a lot of time with loved ones.

he had felt it and went into that phase, it was not easy to establish this company where Hana was always patient and always supported it and often said it was okay.

in the past sometimes he lost precious time with his wife and children, and for him Hana was really an amazing wife, not once was out of the lips of the woman during their marriage and as long as she pioneered from nothing when they made the effort.

Yash captivated his temple for some time, his eyeballs already felt heavy and hot as if he was ready to sink into his dream realm but whatever he wanted to say he could not do.

the man yawned once not trying to close his mouth until finally a knock occurred out there Yash immediately pulled out a remote control that opened the door of his room automatically.

He could see Erlan seemed to be moving in from out there and walking up to him.

"What's wrong?"

Yash asked Sembari frowning, she thought she didn't need the man at the moment and she hadn't called Erlan at all since just now.

The man lowered his head slowly and then said.

"Mrs asked you to come home earlier than usual"

when Erlan said like that instantly Yash directly rounded his eyeballs.

"Something bad happened?"

Asked the man quickly, he tried to stand up from his sitting position.

"No sir, everything's fine so far"

Erlan spoke quickly to the man.

"Then?"

Yash frowned again.

"Is there something important?"

"I don't think your master can leave after his meeting is over"

Erlan's words were really a little disturbing, he became a little restless until finally after the man left his room Yash immediately tried to contact his wife.

"Where are you?"

the man immediately asked as soon as his phone call was directly connected to the other side.

"How can my priest forget to give his greetings?"

there was a voice from Hana, a voice that made her soul peaceful where she was the most comfortable home for herself.

"Assalamualaikum, my heavenly angel"

A line of words slid from behind Yash's lips, a smile bloomed from behind his lips.

It was the call Most she liked to Hana since a long time ago, her heavenly angel, whom she had always hoped to be with Hana and endure to grow old together.

Although he knows his dreams are only limited to wishful thinking, but he still remains optimistic on the life and destiny of the Allah SWT line.

"That makes me so loved, you know Yash? I'm blushing in shame here"

Hana was heard talking while teasing herself, The woman laughed so beautifully behind her ears.

"I suddenly felt young again"

Hana again later.

"I felt like you were wanting something from me while learning to seduce me"

Yash suddenly spoke while trying to guess.

Hearing her husband's words instantly made a moment of silence between them.

"Let's go see the sunset Yash, I miss the moment of our togetherness hmmm"

The woman said quietly across there.

Yash seemed silent for a while.

"After the meeting I'll pick you up hmmm"

Said the man later.

"He em. I'll wait"

After that silence again occurred, long until finally one click sign where Hana turned off their call.

There was no closing greeting for him.

Yash lowered his phone slowly, he put his phone on the table, then slowly the man covered his face with his palms.

One memory hit him.

"I don't think it'll be long, Yash, forgive us"

"Enjoy your days and don't disappoint her"

As soon as Yash's cry broke, she knew her tears had drenched the entire surface of her palm, she tried to hold back her sobbing because she knew that men never cry like a woman.

*****

On the other side

As soon as Hana closed her call, the woman chose to stare into the cloudy sky that began to darken on the roof of the hospital where she was treated.

He stared at the sky for a long time, allowing himself to be silent without making a sound, letting the wind today hit his face and his body.

Is sunset coming?!.

His murmur in the heart.

the woman looks she let her eyeballs through the sky horizon, various kinds of memories come her head about her and her husband Yash as well as their children in the past.

A smile floated behind the pale face, where now Hana could see her hands seemed to start trembling when lifted slightly upwards, the woman is now trying to pull a sweater jacket that she uses to cover all parts of her body, Tory's aunt is seen standing behind her quite far away.

Instantly Hana's cry broke, she tried to hold her voice for some time, letting the water wet both sides of her cheeks.

*****

Can I repeat the time?! back to the past where I missed him so much.

Sometimes there's a time when I don't think of being a good wife to yourself,

Sometimes there is also a time when I forget how to make you smile when tired.

I miss those days, really.

But the reality is we both can not repeat time.