Widow Not Bolong
Chapter 3 Divorced Me

Kamila arrived in front of her House with a still unsettled feeling. Before meeting Andri, it felt like he was so heavy doing this marriage. He felt very guilty for betraying the promise he had made along with the man.

The light greeted him in front of his porch with a panicked face. He had been waiting for his daughter for a long time because there was something he wanted to say. "Mil, where have you been, son?"

"From the campus Bu Trus stopped at Kak Andri," Kamila replied then grabbed the mother's hand and kissed her.

"For what else are you there Mil?" tanya Light with steps followed her daughter into the House.

"Tomorrow morning you must get married. So you shouldn't have to see the man again" continued the middle-aged woman again. Kamila immediately stopped her steps and turned around. He looked at his mother's face with a look of disbelief.

"Is this right, Mom? We've never even met. And what about the marriage administration?" The girl's face really showed a very high sense of objection.

"You will know each other as time passes Mil. And about administration. You do not know that the Aunty Sugi family on average works in the Office of Religious Affairs. So you don't have to think about that."

"Now you eat and rest. Tonight we will give a lecture and invite family and neighbors to come pray for you." Kamila just took a heavy breath. He prayed that what he would do would make him happy.

"Let's go to the kitchen and eat. You shouldn't show your face that looks like someone has to," Light rebuked with a serious face.

"Your prayers have been answered. You have often said you want to be the wife of a rich man. Now is the time" he continued with a face that looked very happy.

Kamila just grunted softly then left her mother and immediately stepped into the kitchen. He sat down at the dinner table and started filling his dishes after washing his hands.

"See, read!" The light thrust out a few pieces of precious paper in front of him after he finished eating.

"Is this Mom?" tanyanya's confused. He read the paper and looked at his mother's face, who was smiling.

"That's what your boyfriend can't give you. It was your wedding dowry Mil."

"What?" ask Kamila with an incredulous face. His eyes re-read the precious papers carefully.

A letter of ownership of the house and also some other property for her as the dowry of her marriage to Luky Firmaji. Instantly her matrenya soul thrashed. The dream of becoming a rich man suddenly flashed before his eyes.

"Mother? Is this not too much?" Kamila thrust back the treasured letters with a face turned suspicious.

"Is Auntie Sugi's son not seriously ill? Cook the hell we are just from a poor family want to be made besan?"

"Hush! By the way you are Mil, instead of being grateful to get a rich husband. It's even a bad prejudice." The light immediately stared intently at the daughter with an annoyed face.

"Until decades you marry Andri, you won't get this much treasure" she continued with a sneering smile.

"Ah done. From now on, you have to forget about your boyfriend. Make him an ex that no longer needs to be remembered. There's no use either." light said with a straight look into the princess's eyeball.

"Now you take a shower and rest. I want to check on Jeung Susi Catering."

"Huh? take the caterer too, ma'am? we usually cook ourselves."

"We're the future rich man Mil. Yes it is natural. Aunt Sugi's family is family office. And automatically we will also be splashed into officials as well," explained Light then immediately leave his daughter.

Flashback off

Kamila shrank her tears and then woke up from her position. She tidied her hair and then looked at herself in the mirror reflection of her dresser.

Isn't this your intention and your family Mil?

You want to get a rich and handsome husband. All has been granted by God, so why do you have to be sad?

His little heart kept cornering him so he wouldn't blame his bad destiny.

"But I also want to get perfect happiness!" he shouted while throwing the glass of the dressing table with his perfume bottle until it broke.

"Aargha!" Kamila grabbed her hair hard and then came back crying. He remembered how his bed had been so cold and miserable for two years.

"I've tried to be patient with all this but it turns out, oh my goodness. This is not true." he said then immediately out of his room. He also wants to ask for a divorce. He will not be able to one roof with a man who has such a disorder.

"Mil" Luky Firmaji said as he opened the door to his room. The man who had married her stood before her with a face that looked ordinary and did not feel sinful at all.

"Certify Me!"

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