Child Widow 1
CHAPTER 13
In a cool afternoon the finished sapphire recaps its grades and prepares the materials for tomorrow's teaching immediately tidies up his desk to rush home.
after saying goodbye to all the teachers in the room, Sapphira walked to the teacher's parking lot.
he drove his motorbike at medium speed, until at the intersection of his housing complex he stopped by to buy his somay subscription.
"Sir, 2 servings yes one pedes the other in the separation of the sauce"
"well mom"
Safira turned on her phone.
he saw a message coming in from Rangga.
Beloved husband: unfortunately, maybe I will go home tonight, so there is a problematic project.
"clearly since when did I name his number with this name" saffira grumbled in his heart
"Just come home, teacher?" ask the somay seller
"yes sir"
suddenly someone patted Safira's shoulder from behind
he also looks
"sir brian?"
Brian is a new transfer teacher from town J who teaches art culture for grades 10 and 11, he just got in to teach today.
"safira's mom lives in this complex?"
"yes, your own father?"
"don't call me by name outside of school, just call me Brian"
"well, you could've, by the way, told me where you live"
"oh I live in the village behind this housing complex, my own mother?"
"i live in this housing complex, precisely in the jasmine alley number 19 block B"
"you live with your parents?"
"no I live with s"
safira did not answer, her phone rang
bi jum's
"yes what's wrong bi"
"that's madam, there's a flower package for the mistress"
"from whom bi?"
"don't know madam there's no confirmation of the sender"
"yes already bi for aunty, oh yes bi all please clean the father's room yes, change the bed sheet"
"get it ready"
"from whom?"
"oh, from the household assistant, sorry sir brian I live first"
"oh yes ma'am, can you ask for her phone number"
"08*********"
after giving the number to brian, Safira immediately rushed home, Safira was like that he was not easy to suspect, he was always easy to make friends, then it was just a mobile number, right?
ting nong (think bell house)
bi jum walked towards the front door
"yes, a minute"
chequeleked
"oh madam, who's behind"
"why bi?"
"gk what is it, oh yeah ummm what can aunt's children work here"
"sit down bi first"
"of course aunt's son why, he's already working in the factory yes"
"yes, yesterday just came out because I'm at home"
"ooh, umm try to ask the father, the driver just resigned yesterday"
"well then"
"oh yes bi there is a somay 1 pack for aunt, the same please pool the contents of warm water I want to soak"
"get it ready"
10 Minutes later the water was ready, and she walked to the indoor pool.
"uhnya, can I take another bath if I continue to see the mistress" said mang udin the gardener in his heart.
while the safira was soaking, somewhere else in a car.
"sir, our spy whom I sent to the burges house gave the news, that he had a glimpse of the alm madam karina"
"what do you mean, so that jal**g woman is still alive?"
"it looks so sir"
"impossible, I buried him myself at that time"
"i'm not sure either, sir, but I'll be looking for more information"
"do it with heart, oh yes because the problem of this project is finished, soon to take me home"
"would you like to buy by for the mistress?"
"i got by by the nicer" said Rangga with a thin smile
back to the rangga house
Mang udin pov
"well, if it's not found out from here"
yes, there is a room mang udin wall so one with the pool room, he is very cunning, he holes a little wall to peek.
that habit he did even since the mistress in his house was still madam karina.
(mang udin pov)
yes, you can guess the continuation he bersolo use his master as his fantasy.
hayoo needs to be fired by a gardener kayak gini, be careful ya gengs
