The Rich Widow

The Night Before the Wedding

Nadira lay beside Amara who was already sound asleep. He hugged the little boy while shedding tears.

"What is your father doing there, Amara. Has he eaten? Can he sleep without us?" Nadira Gumam.

Meanwhile, at the luxurious residence of Mrs Ira.

"How's dinner going, Mom? Did you like her?" ask Mrs Ira when their dinner is over.

"Yes, Son Ira. I am really happy to enjoy lunch and dinner here. After all, all the menus here are delicious, anyway!" sahut Bu Ningsih with a big smile.

"I'm so glad to hear that. So ... What about you, honey? Hopefully you also like the food menu provided by my servants," said Mrs Ira as she glanced at Arman sitting next to her with her mouth tightly locked.

Arman smiled faintly. "Yes, I like it a lot."

"Good then. Now it's time for us to rest. I'm tired too. Especially tomorrow we will be more preoccupied with our special day," said Mrs Ira while rising from her position.

Bu Ningsih and Arman followed. However, when they want to go to their respective rooms, suddenly Madam Ira's cell phone rings.

The woman stopped for a while and received a call from the Wedding Organizer who took care of her wedding. Upon receiving the call, Mrs Ira asked Arman and Ms. Ningsih to go ahead with sign language.

"You go first" he said in half a whisper.

Arman and Bu Ningsih nodded. They continued their journey back to their rooms.

"Eh, Arman! Even if you don't have any feelings for Mrs Ira. At least you can pretend to be sweet in front of him. Don't you feel sorry for seeing him? He has tried to be the best and is willing to do anything for you. Rarely are rich people so good as Mrs Ira" said Ms Ningsih, trying to remind Arman.

Arman breathed a heavy breath. "I can't, Mom. I can't pretend that I'm okay. I don't want any of this. I had to do it! If I could choose, maybe I wouldn't choose my current position. Although imitated with all these luxuries," replied Arman.

"Yes. I understand that you have to do all this. But at least pretend to be okay in front of Mrs Ira so that she feels that what she has been doing all this time is not in vain" explained Ms. Ningsih again.

Arman breathed a rough breath. "alright. I'll try."

After receiving a call from the Wedding Organizer who took care of her wedding, Mrs Ira rushed to follow Arman back.

"Mother first, yes. Mother is also tired and needs rest" said Bu Ningsih who is now standing right in front of her bedroom door.

"Yes, Mom. Good night, good dreams" said Mrs Ira.

Ms. Ningsih entered the room and locked it from the inside. While Arman and Madame Ira again continued their steps towards the main room. Luxury room by Mrs Ira.

"Are you sleepy, Mom?" madam Ira asked as she hugged the man's sturdy arm.

Arman nodded slowly. "I'm not sleepy yet."

"Hmmm, then I'll go to sleep." said Mrs Ira while leaning her head on Arman's shoulder.

Upon arrival in the main room, Lady Ira pushed Arman's body slowly onto her soft mattress and asked the man to wait for her.

"Please wait here for a minute, yeah. I'm gonna change clothes first. Don't go anywhere, okay!" madam Ira said as she blinked her eyes at Arman.

Arman nodded slowly and leaned back against the king-size bed.

Meanwhile.

Mrs Ira's headed for the locker room. She chose one of her favorite lingerie to wear tonight. Transparent red lingerie that can show the curves of her beautiful body perfectly.

After she finished wearing the lingerie, Mrs Ira stood in front of the mirror. He noticed her appearance that looked so sexy while smiling faintly.

"You look so beautiful and sexy, Ira. Any man will not be able to resist your charm" muttered Madam Ira as she waddled in front of the mirror.

After being satisfied to admire her beauty, Madam Ira immediately returned to the room to meet Arman. She smiled as she walked over to her future husband. Arman himself is still unaware of his existence.

"Darling, what do you think I'm doing tonight?" said Mrs Ira while gently stroking the shoulders of Arman who was still daydreaming.

Arman's daydreams are spoiled. He immediately turned his head towards Madam Ira and watched the woman's appearance closely. Can not be denied by Arman, even though the age of the woman is not young anymore. However, the appearance and beauty of her curves are not inferior to the young women out there.

"You look beautiful" replied Arman honestly.

"really? Hmmm, finally you admit that I am beautiful and I am very happy." Madam Ira smiled and laid her body beside Arman.

"Where are you waiting for me and your wife, Nadira?" ask the woman again.

Of course according to Arman much more beautiful Nadira, his wife. Nadira is still young and her body shape is much more seductive than Mrs Ira. However, he did not want the woman to be angry and disappointed to hear his honest answer. With great force, Arman had to tell a lie.

"Of course wait for you" he replied.

"Ah, Mas Arman! You made me fly to the seventh heaven." Mrs Ira is getting more confident.

The woman grabbed Arman's hand and placed it on his chest. "Are you ready to do that tonight, Mom?"

Arman seemed to be wrong. His hands suddenly cold and trembling. This was the first time he had touched another woman's private area, other than his wife's.

"Hmm, not now. I'm not ready yet."

"But, why? Am I less seductive of Mas Arman?"

Madam Ira got up from her position and sat down next to the man. Madam Ira's hands started to sway. Tracing the forbidden areas that he should not touch before their relationship was inaugurated.

"Don't, Mrs Ira. I-I'm not ready to do this yet" Arman said stammeringly.

"Come on, Mas Arman. I've been waiting for these moments. You won't be that hard, will you be like me. Until I have to let him hold it for a few more days?"

Madam Ira's hands are getting bolder. He slipped his hand into Arman's pants and touched the man's private area with a grin.

"Bu-not so. It's just that our relationship is still not legitimate. So, please hold it for a few more days. Until we really become a couple."

Madam Ira smiled obliquely. "Come, Mas. Don't pretend to refuse. Not even your juniors refuse me to touch. He's even standing up straight now" he said, breathing down Arman's neck.

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