Widow Kepentok Duda
Blissfulness

Sandra and Farzan's marriage went well, both of them had just tied a sacred promise and had now become husband and wife.

Sandra and Farzan meet Farzan's colleagues who come, they congratulate, and not infrequently praise if Sandra is beautiful. She thinks Sandra is younger than Sandra.

“It looks like I am indeed very young,” as always Sandra responded to Farzan's colleague's question.

Of course Sandra's jokes make the guests laugh, they judge if Sandra is a very supple and sociable woman. Maybe it is because Sandra is often interacted with many people before.

From the distance, Gilang sat with Liana while looking at Sandra and Farzan.

“Your task is done.” Liana spoke while watching the expression on her husband's face. “She is now there to protect.”

“Hm ...” Gilang replied to his wife's words with a sigh of gloom. “But still I have to keep an eye on him, I still have the responsibility of looking after Chila as well. You don't remember that Herman hasn't been caught.”

Liana sighed harshly hearing the husband remind her of the man who tried to harm Sandra. The man used to work in Gilang company, then fired for corruption and manipulation, even to prison for deliberately sabotaging Gilang's car, to finally make Sandra's husband die.

“Do not until you discuss it in front of Sandra, or the happiness that is being felt will disappear instantly and change with fear,” Liana said with a gaze fixed on Sandra.

Liana looked at the smile full of happiness on Sandra's face. A woman who has been widowed since her baby was red.

“Of course it won't, I know which ones to discuss and shouldn't be discussed for now.” Timpal Gilang.

Sandra and Farzan were still talking to the guests who came to them. Until Sandra asks for permission to take a drink and look for Chila.

Sandra searches for Chila's whereabouts, seeing from afar if her daughter is with Anisa. Sandra was silent in place, standing looking at Anisa who was introducing Chila as her granddaughter, even the woman looked so happy that a smile did not fade from Anisa's face.

“Sorry,” said Sandra because the woman's drink she hit spilled. Even the drink was dirtying her dress.

“I'm sorry,” said the woman.

Farzan saw Sandra who was in trouble, then approached his wife.

“What's up?” ask Farzan.

“It's okay, I didn't notice the road and hit him. My dress is a little dirty,” answered Sandra while trying to clean up the remaining water in her dress.

“I'm really sorry for not being careful.” The woman's guest felt guilty.

Sandra smiled, then said if it didn't matter. All guests had noticed when they saw the incident, but then ignored because nothing had happened.

“I change clothes,” Sandra said because the dress was dirty.

“All right, want me to accompany?” tanya Farzan later.

Sandra shook her head, then chose permission to change clothes for a while.

Sandra raised her front dress a little so she could step freely. Until the step stopped when hearing the sound of one of the rooms passed. Sandra chose to stop for a moment, listening to the conversation inside, until both palms accidentally squeezed the dress held.