Not a Common Widow (Status Only)

The Love Struggle Will Begin

"Please enter! Now you live here!" Syafira showed one of the apartments to the family of Bu Siti. It is next to his apartment.

Bu Siti researched every corner of the room. "This is really our new place?" tanya Bu Siti felt unsure because the place was so luxurious.

"Yes, Son. It's too fancy for us to live in." Reply Mr. Komar dungkan go inside.

"I present this apartment to you because you have been willing to help me all this time and certainly as a gift for your kindness to me and my son." Reply Fira smiled sincerely.

"God, Son. Very nice of you. Though we never did anything to you, it was you who often helped our family." Lady Siti was moved by Syafira's kindness, she never thought she would get this luxurious gift.

"For Fadil, as promised at that time, I will hire you at one of my cafes. Not as an employee but as the owner of the cafe. I present you one Cafe to manage as your birthday gift." Fira also gave Fadil a gift because today coincides with the teenage man's birthday.

"Ka," she said in disbelief. "Are you serious?"

"i'm serious. Use the cafe as your farm. And I hope Mr. Komar stops being a driver." Fira said seriously, the look on his face was not in a joking fashion. What Fira gave to Bu Siti's family was nothing. "Show them that you will succeed. Ka Fira wait for that!" fira patted Fadil's shoulder. Fadil replied to Fira by hugging her. "Thank you Ka" said Fadil.

"Oh my God, thank you. Again we thank you. May you always be given health, prolong her age, add her sustenance, and always find happiness wherever you are." Reply, Komar was moved.

"Either. Y'all rest! I'm going inside first." Fira enters her apartment after saying goodbye.

"Sir, Son Fira is very good with us. I didn't think she was so royal and didn't count."

"Son Fira is good. I feel touched that someone else is so good to us, Mom."

"And Fadil promises, Fadil will give his best to Ka Fira by proving to the success of Fadil" Fadil said.

****

Arman's Residence

"Granny's really matre. It looks like Grandma wants treasure. Though the treasures and throne are nothing compared to Syafira. Syafira is so much more everything, she's like a diamond in the mud." Along the driveway of the house, Amel continued to snatch annoyance.

"Eitts, where did you end up? girls at this hour just came home, you see the clock? the clock was seven o'clock at night, you just came home? where did you come down from, Mel?" Reyhan pulled the collar of his sister's shirt from behind like a mother cat scavenging her cubs.

Reyhan hid behind the door when he heard Amel's car stop.

"What the hell is that? zealin!" Amel pulled Kaka's hand from his shirt. "I'm not a kitten. It's up to me from anywhere, you don't have to be." Amel answered angrily towards his brother.

"Your gate won't be kepo if you come home still late in the afternoon. We're here to worry about you, you're not a good girl running around the night." Arman from within. Amel approached him and sat down near Arman.

"Then why did you let Grandma come home last night? do you know what Grandma did out there? are you guys gonna worry about Grandma coming home tonight, too? Grandma is also a woman, should Grandma be silent also at home to multiply repentance not to multiply massiat." said Amel.

"Amel! Since when have you been a dissident like this? We didn't teach you that!" sahut Dinda's.

"Since bang Reyhan decided to marry Bela. Until whenever I would never agree to it! During that time I'll keep chiming in your words, especially hating you, Bang."

"Does it have to do it too? You know for yourself Grandma is desperate and you don't want any casualties. It's better for a brother to sacrifice than for a life to be lost." Reyhan replied crouching in front of his sister.

"Abang helplessly refused Grandma's request." Rey has a gloomy face. He also does not want and does not want to accept it.

Reyhan was silent. His mind says, "Seeing him marry someone else? Nah! I'm not gonna let that happen. It's good to have him belong to someone else." (Well, what's the difference with Lu Onta?)

"Abang will think about it first." Reyhan.

Dinda and Arman take a breath and throw it away. The two old men could do nothing but follow him.

****

Reyhan was already dressed up neatly, his face looking bright as the morning sun illuminated the earth. He had thought and decided to fight for the person he wanted. Even if it must be against the Grandmother, even if it must be against her, even if the world is against her, Rey will continue to move forward for her happiness.

"The love struggle will begin." He murmured while stepping down the stairs. "Well, Dad, I'm leaving first." The pekik just passed by the dining room.

"Not breakfast yet, Rey?" prevent Dinda offers breakfast.

"Later with Syafira." Reyhan replied, his hand took a glass of milk and gulped it down.

"The widow has gone far" said Saras.

Reyhan looked at Grandma then kept an empty glass on the table. "He's still in town. As long as he hasn't gone far, I'll go after him." With a duck Reyhan cuek gone.

"Reyhan today you have to fit a dress for your engagement! Don't argue with Grandma!" pekik Saras's.

"Grandma'am! I don't want to!" the answer is no less hard.

"If you rebel, Grandma will kill herself!" threatened back.

"Just do it if Grandma's brave. His sins are also his own. I don't care!" suhut Reyhan shouted until his burly body disappeared behind the door.

Amel had a smile on his face, he was sure his brother was affected by what he said last night. "Good, Bang. I support you with Syafira. It's good to release pure diamonds for the sake of crumbs. I won't let that." Inwardly Amel.

(Ngeyel really wants his brother with Syafira?)

(Well, Thor. Widows are not just widows. Widows feel virgin, rich, and also enthroned. The treasure of the Widow)

"Breakfast, how dare he go against his grandmother." Saras snatched an upset.

"Let my son choose his own mate, Mom! Don't force him!" said Arman.

"Mother will marry Bela. Bela is beautiful, smart, rich, and for sure she's still a girl."

"Pretty can be lost in eating age, smart is not necessarily good ethics, rich can only belong to his parents, and about still girls or not can you feel it?" reply Arman.

"Don't praise people excessively! If it is not suitable, auto regret. Don't hate too much! If you hate wrong, you're embarrassed." Timpal Amel then stood up to take the bread and left just like that while chewing his bread.

Seriate....