Widow Not Bolong
Chapter 14 Need a caress

Kamila opened the door of the room with a feeling of turning blue again. He went straight to his parents and was sitting in the room. He embraced and embraced her with longing.

"How are you, Mom?" he asked with his hands again to shrink his tears.

"Thank God, we're both healthy, son. You how? How to cry anyway?" The light that answered instantly grabbed a few pieces of tissue for him to give to his daughter.

"Thank you be healthy, ma'am. I'm so happy with your arrival that I can't hold back tears like this." Kamila said as she tried to smile. The clear liquid still continued to force out of his eye sludge.

"I'm sorry Kamila Mom, Dad, for not coming home in months and seeing you guys."

"Ah is no problem. We totally understand. You and your husband have a lot of work." The light hugged her daughter affectionately until Kamila once again burst into tears. Hugs like this that he really hopes to calm his feelings are not okay.

"Thank you so much Mother Father for your understanding."

"Mother was at your house but Mak Siti said you've left for work so we finally caught up with you here."

"How's your husband doing, son? Don't you work in the same place? Where is he Mil?" This time Fortunately, the father who participated in the conversation of the two women who were very close to him.

Kamila took a deep breath and then exhaled. He hoped that what he would say would not make the two people he loved so dearly would not be surprised.

Tok

Tok

The three people turned their eyes towards the door that was being knocked from outside the room.

"Please forgive me Ma'am, an overseas investor has arrived and is waiting in Mom's office." Amanda suddenly interrupted their conversation until Kamila did not answer questions from her parents.

"Mother, sir, just sit here, I'm at work. So I stay first yeah, I'm sorry." Kamila immediately let go of her mother's embrace and then stood up from her seat. He also tidied up his appearance and prepared to get out of the room.

"Mil, you look so beautiful dear to your new look." The light looked in amazement at the change that had happened to his daughter.

"Is there any good news, dear? Usually if a wife looks very beautiful like this, her feelings must be very happy. We hope you have started to get pregnant as well" Light said with a look that could not be separated from his daughter's face.

"Ah Mother could have. I was beautiful long ago. I didn't realize it, shehehe," Kamila chuckled and kissed the cheek of the woman who had given birth to her.

"May your husband also always be aware of this Mil so that your relationship is even closer" continued Light with a smile on his face.

Kamila immediately smiled wryly. If he remembers Luky Firmaji the husband then the feeling of annoyance, anger is always emerging from his heart.

"Already, already, you're just blocking your daughter from working. Just continue your work Mil. We can't linger here either." It was fortunate that immediately interrupted the endless conversation of the two women talking about this and that even though a guest was waiting for Kamila.

"Ah Daddy. It's because I still miss my daughter so much."

"It's Mil, don't serve your mother. See the guest soon because we also want to visit the Besan House."

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Kamila's feelings are getting chaotic. He smiled and then said goodbye to his father and mother. And about his status that certainly will be known by his parents sooner or later he left everything to God alone.

"Yes, Mother."

"Okey, thank you Manda" he said with a smile on his face. The beautiful woman opened the door of her office. He found a handsome man with an expensive suit in his body smiling at him.

"Good day, Miss Kamila Regina Putri" said the man, extending his hand to shake the beautiful manager's hand.

"Good day, sorry Mr Aqram Pratama?" Kamila replied to the man's hand with raised eyebrows.

He was trying to recognize this man in front of him well. Because the President Director is the one who should meet this investor and not him.

"Bu Kamila's action is still very good.

I am Aqram your Junior High School friend Mil," said the man without letting go of the beautiful woman's hand. Kamila immediately smiled and then pulled her hand.

"Ah, yes Aqram Pratama. I'm sorry my memory isn't actually as good as Mr. Aqram thought, hehehe," Kamila chuckled as she closed her mouth not to laugh out loud. He was just guessing, but it turned out to be true.

"I was also an acquaintance of Mr. Luky Firmaji in Overseas and he directed me to invest in this Company."

"Ah yes then please sit Mr. Aqram we will talk about work." Kamila allowed the guest to sit back in his chair while he would study some of the MOU files with the man.

"Calcittle the Mil. I really don't want to talk about work. I just arrived in this country. And I guess you can accompany me to lunch."

"Eh? what do you mean Mr Aqram?" kamila asked with a face turned serious. The screen of the laptop he was facing now he left and looked straight at the man sitting in front of him.

"Kamila, do you know why I want to invest in this company?" Aqram Pratama stared back at Kamila's face with another look from the others. Kamila did not reply but immediately turned her gaze in another direction. He felt strange with the gaze of the man who claimed to be his friend when he was in Junior High.

"Because I want to meet you. I've been waiting for this a long time Mil."

"What do you say Mr. Aqram. I'm willing to meet you on account of work. So if it's not for that please get out of this room!"

"Kamila, I know who Luky Firmaji is. Ever since I knew that you were his wife, I was sure that you would suffer. He won't make you happy."

"What's his business with you Mr. Aqram. It's my personal business so you don't have to discuss it here." Kamila stood up from her seat. He hoped that his reaction would make the man self-conscious and leave his study

"Mil, I can give you what your husband doesn't give you." Aqram Pratama also stood up from his seat and immediately grabbed the hand of the beautiful woman who had long wanted him to marry.

"You're not polite Mr. Aqram!" the woman tried to remove her hand from the man's hand. But it turns out Aqram is not willing to let go either. He grasped it very tightly and even dared to stroke it.

"You need Mil's caress, I know that. I know very well how your husband is so you don't have to be disinclined by me, Okey?"

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