Widows Complex
30. Pick over

After giving permission to Putra to continue his studies to a higher level. Imelda sent Putra back to work.

Inside the Son's office, he sat pensively in front of his monitor screen lit up.

“Imelda was really good to me. But, why is it that when he wants to let me go there is a feeling in my heart. It feels like I don't want to get away from him,” muttered Putra while holding his left chest.

Son's daydream stopped as his cell phone on the table rang. The son glanced at the screen of his phone, his forehead frowning at the wa message from Randy.

“Why is this distended stomach sending me photos?” muttered Son saw the sender's number was Randy.

Dahi Putra frowned at the photo image of Randy, Lila, Joni along with Fuji wearing a polite hijab dress like holding a proposal reception. Below the picture reads a message Randy represents his three friends.

...{A handsome face, captured by many women. But baby haven't done you yet, son! After Fuji got married. So Joni will follow, marry the virgin son of the man from the city. Not long after me, then Lila. We'll all go after the target to get the kid. Ha ha! You will be a weathered bachelor surrounded by widows there. Oh yes, I want to tell you, do not grow crops before marriage, anu..ehem you become? Akhs! Never mind, continue your struggle to enjoy the sway of the widows. Wait a minute, I also heard that you are dating one of the widows in the compound. I suggest you choose a virgin first, let you know what it's like to break through a goal that is still in the bulkhead!}...

Reading the contents of the message from Randy made the emotions of the Son rise and fall because they felt that they were mocking Imelda. Not wanting to lose to Randy and his three friends, Putra also replied to the contents of the message from Randy.

...{Don't be proud of someone else's virgin. Did you guys make sure she was a virgin or not? If not, make sure first her virginity and sway. To be honest, I am dating a beautiful widow in this complex. But, it feels just as cramped and delicious as a virgin child. About when I catch up with you guys getting married, you guys take it easy. Without marriage I can have many children here.}...

The son also turned off his cellphone because he suddenly felt emotion seeing the contents of messages from four friends in his village. The son threw his body into the back of his soft chair.

“Buddy is not weighted. Fortunately, I read a lot of articles yesterday, otherwise. Dead lice I was unable to reply to the contents of the message from Randy!” muttered Putra growling.

The muttering of the Son was interrupted when someone knocked on the door of his room. The son also invited the female employee.

“This files belong to one of the clients,” said the woman piled documents on the work desk of the Son.

“Thank you yes,” said Putra stared at the nervous face of the employee.

“Why you?” son asked, aware of the woman's nervousness.

“A-anu, are you really dating boss Imelda?” ask the woman timidly.

“True, why?” tanya Putra looked at the woman's face as she was currently bowed languidly.

“Well, I don't seem to have any hope!” hela the woman.

“What hope, yes?” tanya Putra did not understand the meaning of the woman's words.

The woman lowered her head, both hands pinching each other in front of her stomach.

“Hem, I...I actually like you!” the woman muttered and raised her face. “But I will not give up. I will try to snatch you so that I can turn to me!” the woman continued seriously, her face turned red from embarrassment.

The son was silent in his confusion. Not to mention that he had time to speak up, the woman had already run away from her office.

At the same time Imelda came carrying some sheets of paper in her right hand.

“I saw Susi running away with a red face bowed from your room. If I may know, what is it exactly?” asked Imelda a little jealous.

Imelda's footsteps stopped beside the Son's desk, a suspicious gaze still watching the movements of the Son's body.

“I also actually don't know the meaning of his words. I think the speech of an employee named Susi is not too important to discuss,” said Putra was lazy to explain it to Imelda, afraid Imelda misunderstood.

“Yakin not important?” ask Imelda reassuringly.

“Yes, ma'am Imeldaku!” suhut Putra in the interspersion of her sweet smile. Highlight the eyes of the Son turned to a few sheets of paper in the hands of Imelda. “What paper are you holding?” tanya Putra switched the conversation.

“Oh, here are some good overseas Universities for you,” said Imelda gave a paper sheet containing photos of universities along with advantages and majors from each University.

The son took and read one by one the University sheet. The son put down the paper, then looked at Imelda's sad face.

“Not that I want to study in the country. But, why did you even give me a reference to study abroad?” ask the curious son.

“After I thought about it, it seems a pity if you just take a lecture at home. In order to further your horizons, I want to finance you to study abroad. N-no weird intentions, i-it's all for the sake of your future. I-I will faithfully wait for your return here, about my a-charge that will pay for everything. I have more than enough savings,” explained Imelda nervously.

“I don't want to be a shame in your life,” reject Son firmly.

“Bu-not benalu!” suhut Imelda fast.

“I just want a good future for you. That's why I also chose the best university for you. With this I can also get great hopes for you, like you will build your own company that is bigger than mine!” imelda added again, her hand taking the Son's hand. “I beg you, do not refuse my request. If you are not comfortable getting money from me for free, then pay my gift money later after you graduate and become a successful person!” imelda added again so as not to offend the Son.

“Looks like I don't want to leave you here alone. My heart felt uneasy. What if Darwin or some bad guy wants to harass you again. Who will help you when that happens?” tanya Putra worried about Imelda.

“You rest easy, I will install a locking pin at home, so that no one else is free to enter my house,” said Imelda reassured Son.

“Sorry, I don't believe it. If you want me to study abroad, then you should also come with me there. About all your work, it is not possible for these employees who send e-mails to you. And you just handle from a distance,” proposed Putra.

“Alright, if that's what you want. From now on I will teach them about how to send documents from e-mail,” said Imelda obediently.

Agreeing with Putra's proposal, Imelda began to choose which university was suitable for Putra. After being able to Imelda continue looking for an apartment or house for them to live there.

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