
That night when we gathered. My heart crumpled dimly turns mamih match Fitrah with Widi. I try to be ordinary. I kept hanging out with the family so they wouldn't be suspicious. But not with the papyrus. From his expression he seemed to give me strength I was not alone. I just kept quiet.
I saw how happy Fitrah was. A happy smile does not come off her lips. How could I take away the source of his happiness. I tried to break myself. Maybe he's not my inner soul mate.
Reception at a luxury hotel. I was once again a witness to Fitrah's happiness. My heart with disrespect feels like it's in verse. I walked out of the reception room. Watching the city of Jakarta. I should try to forget her now that she's my sister-in-law. To get rid of the love, I returned to my work. As a result of my heartbreak I was able to establish 2 companies at once with 4 assistants and 4 secretaries. They're men to avoid the deliberate slander I chose the men who are in coppies and singles.
Until that day maybe at 11pm my heart was hurt again. After finishing the job I want to go to the pantry as I go down the stairs to the first floor. I saw Fitrah pull Widi's hand that was going to the room. Widi also fell in the lap of Fitrah. After falling they made out they didn't realize I was going to the 1st floor. I went back to my room to the balcony where I looked at him every day. My heart was moved back with the sight. I also refocused on my work. I was also confused as to why my heart seemed to close with another woman.
The woman who annoys or teases me about her open clothes. His chest sticking out.
I even disgusted women like that impressed cheap.
While I want an exclusive woman like Widi. Aaahhh again Widi, Widi and Widi.
I was acting ordinary. Honestly there's a place in my heart just specifically for Widi. When Widi lahiran I was also worried. After birth me and Nanda were nguyel nguyel children of Fitrah. His son was also close to both of us. When I was at work, Nanda and the twins called me, I went home. The fatigue disappeared with the twins.
At that time, I was in a meeting when mamih called me. I wasn't lifting because I was delivering product targets and production teams. But Mama didn't stop calling me. I also picked up my phone. My face pias Fitrah died on the spot in a consecutive accident. At first glance I remember Widi and my nephew. Without a second thought I left my meeting room.
I told my assistant to take care of the meeting I also told my sister the accident now at the hospital.
I drove myself straight to the hospital I told you about. He arrived at the hospital and the mother was crying. His glowing face was now changed by flushing and puffy eyes. I felt like I wanted to hug her and give her strength but there was no way Widi wouldn't want to be touched unless it was halal for her.
Finally mom and dad Widi came. Widi hugged her father. The crying broke out there. 15 minutes later the body was removed from the ER. Papih's assistant asked for his body to be taken to the house of mamih. My view cannot be separated from Widi.
When I was at home my heart felt sobbing to see him crying.