The Rich Widow

Theatrical Lady Ira

"Good, Bi. Wait for your bonus tomorrow" Mrs Ira said to the waiter standing next to her. The waiter who helped him do the trapping to Arman.

"Well, thank you, ma'am." The waiter smiled broadly after hearing the words of his master.

"Yes, already. Now go back to your room. I want to accompany my future husband" he said with a mischievous smile staring at Arman's already helpless body on the luxurious bed.

"Good, Mistress. Good night" said the waiter. He immediately returned to his room and continued his rest.

While Madam Ira was cool to release one by one the clothes worn by Arman until the man's body was plain, without a thread that covered his sturdy body.

"Oh my goodness, Arman. You are absolutely perfect," Madam Ira murmured with a sly grin.

Meanwhile, at Nadira's house.

The woman went back and forth to the room and peeked out from behind the simple glass of the house. His face looks anxious because he is so worried about Arman who has not returned since this afternoon.

"What really happened to your father, son?" muttered Dira while rubbing the top of the head of Amara who had long slept on the old bed.

Nadira again walked to the front room and peeked out from behind the glass of his house. Hope Arman returns home safely with nothing less. However, unfortunately hope now lives hope because Arman will never go home that night. Because he was cool asleep on a luxurious bed belonging to Mrs Ira with an unconscious condition.

Not even early morning.

Arman's huge body wriggled. The reaction of the high-dose sleeping drug that affected him since last night finally stopped reacting. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around the room.

Arman gasped in shock after realizing that the room was not his simple room with Nadira. He reflexively got up and leaned on the back of the bed while twitching his head which was still painful.

"Yes, God! Where am I?" arman muttered.

While Arman was still trying to remember what happened last night, he suddenly felt someone hugging him tightly.

Arman gasped in surprise and reflexively turned his head. "Mrs!" screeched Arman with perfectly rounded eyes while removing the woman's hand from her body.

"Why, Honey? Why are you rejecting me?" lirih Madam Ira with a sad face looked at Arman who was trying to stay away from her.

"Mrs, why am I here? I should have gone home and gathered with my son and wife" asked Arman with a panicked face. He stood in front of the luxurious bed without realizing how he was doing at the time.

Madam Ira smiled slightly. "Why are you even asking me, Arman? I should have asked you that question. Look at your body! All the answers are there" said Mrs Ira as she leaned against the bed rest, tightly hugging the blanket that covered her innocent body.

"My body?" muttered Arman then turned his head down and watched his innocent body being perfectly exposed. .

He was really surprised to see the condition of his body at that time. In addition to plain, Arman's stocky body is decorated with many lip-shaped lipstick stains. The lipstick stain was countless. It is even in some parts of his private area.

"W-what happened to me, ma'am?" Arman was both panicked and frightened.

"It's nothing, honey." Lady Ira uncovers a blanket covering her innocent body and walks over to Arman.

"Why are you avoiding me, Arman? Have you forgotten that last night you touched me forcibly. You even threaten to hurt me if you don't want to serve and satisfy your desires" said Mrs Ira, still trying to approach Arman with a sneaky grin.

"That-can't be! You must have lied! I can't possibly do that indecent thing to you" replied Arman stammeringly as he shook his head.

"Why do you have to dodge it, Arman?" Mrs Ira's eyes looked teary. He pretended to be sad and hurt so that Arman would believe his words.

"Last night you even promised to be responsible to me. You said you were going to marry me. I don't care if I have to be a second wife, Arman. The important thing is that you are responsible for what you did to me" Mrs Ira said.

Arman shook his head. He grabbed his shirt and pants and ran to the bathroom.

"Arm! Armani! Listen to me!" shouted Mrs Ira.

However, the man did not want to listen to her screams. He went into the woman's private bathroom and locked her inside.

After Arman died, Mrs Ira also widened her smile. He smiled with satisfaction as he managed to trick the young and handsome man.

"I'll make sure after this you'll be mine, Arman," Mrs Ira murmured inwardly.

Meanwhile in the bathroom.

Arman rushed to turn on the shower and then flushed his body while sobbing. He did not believe that he would do such a disgusting thing with a woman more suitable to be an aunt than a lover for him.

Arman screamed hysterically while hitting the bathroom wall. He also wrapped his sturdy body with a lot of soap foam so that the lipstick stains belonging to Mrs Ira that stuck on his body immediately disappeared.

"Yes, God! What the hell's going on? I can't believe that I've done that disgusting thing unknowingly. What if Nadira finds out?" murmured Arman anxiously.

"No! Nadira can't know about this. I don't want my household to be destroyed just because of this problem" he continued.

After a few minutes, Arman ended his bathing ritual. After putting his clothes back on, Arman immediately walked out of the room. He had a glance at Madam Ira who was sitting on her luxurious bed for a few seconds. The woman again pretended to be sad and cried while hugging her knees.

"Arman," said the woman.

Arman paused his steps for a moment and listened to the woman's words without turning away in the slightest.

"I didn't expect that you would act like this to me, Arman. I think you are a good man, who will be responsible for everything you do to me. You are just like any other man. Just using my kindness," continued Mrs Ira as she sobbed.

Arman closed his eyes while swallowing his saliva with great difficulty. He turned around and looked at Madam Ira from a distance.

"I'm sorry, Mrs Ira. Honestly, I never had the desire to make use of all your kindness all this time to me. But this time I didn't feel like I was doing anything to you, so there's nothing I have to account for" Arman replied, trying to defend himself.

Arman turned back and continued his steps. Get out of the room and hurry to the front yard. While Mrs Ira was still clamoring calling Arman's name and hoping that the man would come back to her.

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