I'M A WIDOWER WHAT DO YOU WANT?

I'M A WIDOWER WHAT DO YOU WANT?
1. ADKMA - 1



Jamal runs in a hurry to the emergency call workshop from his boss making him have to come immediately because there is a broken car repair that he has to deal with. Audi E-Tron GT car is parked there even though it only changes the tires only but no one employee dared to touch it because the owner who is famous for being very chatty makes them reluctant to work on it.


”Why don't you dare to do it is not easy if only change the tire,” Jamal told Arya his friend.


”The problem is not that, the owner is very chatty once and we do not feel at home serving the complaints that come from him.”


Jamal has only been working for a few months in a workshop in the city, he decided to go here after his divorce from his wife. The failure of her household made her reluctant to stay home. Moreover, he does not like the talk of his neighbors who are julid, a common thing that people often do in the village is always gossiping.


Jamal does not like himself to be used as a neighbor gossip because he has lost a landslide with the foreman where he works. What is he who is only handsome while the material he does not have, Rara his wife is a matre woman even though Jamal has tried to meet his needs is still always less and less.


Jamal was unable to keep up with his wishes because his income was not much and the affair occurred and led to divorce. Jamal chose divorce instead of living a tormented life and receiving inner pressure every day.


”Alright wherever the woman is the same bro, matre and chatty,” exclaimed Arya.


”Hush, don't be! Don't hit flat because not all are the same, ” said Jamal despite ever feeling heartache because of the humiliation of his ex-wife Jamal did not want to generalize all women. He was sure that one day he would meet the right soul mate.


Jamal worked on it very carefully he remembered his boss's message that the car was very expensive and the owner did not want to be scratched in the slightest. Once finished changing the car tires Jamal intends to rest for a while before returning to his boarding place.


The sound of the car coming back was heard, the intention of the heart wanted to rest vanished because Arya again asked for help from him.


”Bang, let's help me actually a new car coming!” bring Arya.


”Jeez I just finished and sat here but you've invited me to do a new job. Just be right!” jamal Protest.


”Ayolah Bang please!” rengek Arya is an employee who is always not confident in work and Jamal who always asks for help.


Jamal got up and checked the car. ”Down machine!” he said it made the car owner gawk.


”Surely rarely serviced yes?” guess Jamal. Jamal also immediately checked the other part even though he was tired of continuing to work on it because he did not want to disappoint his customers.


Arya just helps him pick up the tools he needs for the repair of the car. Jamal was about to pick up the tool in Arya's hand unfortunately due to lack of caution his feet tripped over the drink bottle that he put under the chair.


Brak!


The device he was holding hit the Audi car he had just changed its tires ten minutes ago. Jamal grimaced because of his carelessness the car was scratched.


”Astaghfirullah, what dream I had last night,” the screech then himself sitting limp for a moment.


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”Aish, crazy bottom!” the screams of a girl made the whole house stare at her. Just now his dad called will be back to match him with a friend's son his business partner. He repeatedly refused for various reasons, but his father always did not believe.


Now all she had to do was find someone right for her to be her lover so that her papa would no longer urge her. He did not want to be constantly urged with the silly request of the papa. Muna thinks hard with whom she will carry out her mission that surely she does not want to carelessly choose people.


”Aish, shit why is everyone upset!” Muna immediately grabbed her bag and immediately went to the workshop to retrieve her car.


He quickly slipped out of the house and immediately ran towards the main road to stop the passing taxi. He does not want to use the driver because he does not want his freedom to be disturbed and for sure he will complain about anything he does outside.


”Pak please take me to the car service workshop on the main road Permai block G,” said Muna. The taxi driver just nodded and immediately drove to the intended location.


That was until everyone inside the workshop stared at him. Muna walked over with great confidence not caring about the gazes of the men around her.


”Hallo, I'd like to grab my car. Is it fixed?”


Arya is nervous to answer what because Muna's car was scratched by Jamal due to accident last afternoon.


”Hey, are you deaf!” muna exclaimed to raise her tone because she was upset that her words were not responded to.


”What is this Miss car?”


Muna turned to the source of the voice she was astonished to see the adult man in front of her even though his face and hands looked dirty due to the oil but instead she looked sexy in Muna's eyes.


Jamal shuddered in horror at the gaze of the girl who was in front of him at this moment who was looking at him with a look of wanting to prey on him. ”Hi Miss, you heard what I said?”


”Eh? I-yes I heard, this is really my car. Is it fixed because I want to pick it up and use it tonight.”


Jamal sighed heavily making Muna confused. ”I'm sorry Miss, your car I've repaired well but I'm sorry for the small mistake of your car so scratched.”


”What?” muna shouted in shock at her confession how she said this to her papa surely the papa would be more angry with her.


”Which page was scratched?” tanya Muna tried to remain calm despite her restless heart.


Jamal tells Muna and it makes him more confused. ”Duh how this is sure papa will be angry,” screech.


Muna was unable to hide her uneasiness as to how she would deal with her papa later. ”What's your status?” tanya Muna then made Jamal stare at Muna intensely why the girl in front of him asked her status.


”I am a widower, what do you want?” jamal.


”Be my lover?” sahut Muna made Jamal a childless widower gawk at his hearing. ”Love the contract, how do you agree? That way you can do anything with the money you have later and the most important thing is that you are free from my demands,” continued Muna.


Jamal frowned listening to Muna. ”What do you mean?”


”This car is very expensive, are you sure you can replace it? Be my contract lover then you will be free from my demands how?”


Jamal was sculpting to hear that should he get involved with the rich.