The Rich Widow

Wedding Day

"Grandmother" said the little Amara who wanted to visit the grandmother's residence. Several times the little guy invited Nadira to take him to that place.

I don't know why the little girl was convinced that her father was there. Nadira tried to say that her father was not there. However, little Amara remained convinced that the father was staying at his grandmother's residence.

Nadira breathed a heavy breath. "Remara baby, didn't I say. Dad wasn't there. But it's okay, all of us visit grandma's house" replied Nadira.

Little Amara also widened her smile. He clapped his hands and asked Nadira to lift his tiny body. Nadira smiled and immediately grabbed Amara's tiny body.

"All right, we're leaving now. The weather's not hot."

Now Nadira left his simple residence, to the residence of the in-laws on foot.

Upon arriving at the place, Nadira saw the doors and windows of her mother-in-law's house were neatly closed. He looked astonished because it was not usual for the in-laws to close such doors and windows during the day.

"Where's your grandma going, Ra? Tumben door of the house and windows are still closed when it is noon. Is your grandmother sick? Oh, hopefully not," muttered Nadira with slight anxiety.

Nadira quickened his pace. He immediately approached the door and knocked on it while calling the middle-aged woman.

Tok .. tok .. tok!

"Mom! Mom's in there?" call Nadira.

However, until many times he called his mother-in-law, there was still no answer from inside the house.

"Is your grandmother not home, is she?" muttered Nadira again.

"Dira!"

Suddenly a woman's voice came from in front of her house. Nadira turned his head and it turned out that the woman was the mothers of the next door neighbors of the house Bu Ningsih.

"Sorry, Mom. Where's my mother-in-law, huh? How are the doors and windows locked?" nadira asked the middle-aged woman.

"Well, it's not that Ningsih's mom isn't home. He said his relatives were having a wedding party. Are you not invited? Ms. Ningsih's going with Arman," she said with her eyebrows linked.

"Bareng Mas Arman? So, mom left with Mas Arman and hasn't come back yet?" nadira asked again with a surprised face.

The middle-aged woman nodded. "Yes, that's it. I think you know, Dir."

Nadira shook his head slowly. "No, Ma. I only know now" replied Nadira softly.

"Yes, already. I'll stay, yeah."

"Good, Mom. Thank you for the information," said Nadira with a wry smile.

The middle-aged woman returned to her home. While Nadira and the little Amara were still silent in front of Bu Ningsih's house with a thousand question marks on his head.

"Well, now Amara has heard, right? Grandma's not home, neither is dad. We better go home and wait for Dad to come. How's it?" nadira persuades Amara that it is clear that he still wishes his father was in the house.

Amara finally nodded. Now he believes that his father is not there. Nadira again stepped out of her legs and took Amara home to their modest residence.

Along the way, Nadira kept thinking about the departure of her mother-in-law with Arman. Nadira was surprised, Arman did not even tell anything about Bu Ningsih who was going to the wedding of one of his relatives.

"Is it possible that Mas Arman's wedding and departure to the city was just a coincidence? Or it is ...." Nadira was silent for a moment and shook his head. "Ah, no-no! I can't think badly" he said.

Meanwhile.

The wedding party of Arman and Madam Ira was held so lively at the star hotel. Many relatives and business associates of Mrs Ira came to their wedding party with various gifts.

Madam Ira looks so beautiful in a white wedding dress. While Arman looks so handsome in an expensive suit bought by the woman.

The middle-aged woman smiled as she greeted the invited guests who had arrived and congratulated her.

"Well, Ira! You are really great! Take one off, get another one. Even this one is much more handsome and more voluptuous than the previous one" chirped one of his best friends with a wide smile.

"I told you, I'll do everything I can to get this one!" he answered with pride for successfully ensnaring Arman into his arms.

"Yes, already. Congratulations on a new life. Hopefully this one will always be subject to your orders. Remember the old .. ah, that's it. I don't want to remind you of that anymore" the woman continued.

"This time I can make sure that he will bend his knees to me and I will not let the events that used to happen again" said Mrs Ira.

While the two socialite women were busy talking, Arman was busy with invited guests who wanted to shake hands with him so that he did not hear the topic of conversation of the two rich women.

Ms. Ningsih continued to take pictures at the wedding and sent them to Ririn, her daughter who is still abroad.

He was so proud to show Ririn how lively Arman's wedding party was at that time.

"Look, Rin! You should be here with us. This wedding party is so great. Those who come are not ordinary. Everything is money and luxury cars. Look at their appearance! Like all bosses, right?" chirps Bu Ningsih to Ririn who is making a video call with her.

Ririn exhaled heavily. "Maclum, Mum. Isn't Mrs Ira a businessman, so yes, it's only natural that guests come from ordinary people like us. But ... I still think about Nadira, Mom. She must have been very sad to know that her husband had remarried."

"Yes, that's if anyone tells him, Rin. Otherwise, there's no way he'd know!" chirps Bu Ningsih.

"Yes, already. Mom wants to eat first. I want to try the various menus available on the serving table. Everything is delicious, Rin. Anyway whoever comes to this wedding party, will never regret it!" said Ms. Ningsih again.

"Alright, Mom. Give my regards to Arman" said Ririn before she decided on the video call.

Bu Ningsih immediately approached the serving table and took some kind of delicious cuisine menu neatly arranged up there. After feeling enough, he took her to a guest chair and enjoyed it to the satisfaction.

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