The Rich Widow

Anxiety Nadira 2

Just then Arman's phone rang. A call came in from the Laras number, which was being used by Nadira.

Arman noticed the screen of his phone and he was convinced the call was from Nadira.

"Who's call, Mas?" ask Mrs Ira very seriously.

Arman breathed heavily. "This is Laras, one of my neighbors," replied Arman.

"Your neighbor? Is there a need for him to be with you?" ask Mrs Ira full of questions.

"This is indeed the number Laras, my neighbor. But I'm sure it's a call from Nadira" Arman replied as he received the call.

Madam Ira snorted in annoyance. He bent his face because he was not happy his honeymoon period had to be interrupted by a call from his first wife.

Arman moved a few meters away from Mrs Ira and began chatting with Nadira through her mobile phone. "Yes, dear Nadira, what's up?"

Madam Ira's annoyed expression grew. Especially after hearing Arman call Nadira's name with full of tenderness and affection.

"Hmmm, Nadira's same turn, have already used alas-honey!" muttered.

"Mas. Is it okay?" nadira asked across the phone. It was clear from Nadira's tone at the time, he was so worried about Arman's condition.

"I'm fine, honey. Why why anyway? Tumben you called me," asked Arman in surprise.

"Thank God then. Um, how's your job, Mas?"

"Here I am waiting for Madam Ira. He had an appointment with one of his clients" replied Arman lying.

"Ehm, Mum. I went to Mother's house yesterday. Said the next door neighbor, Mother went with you to the condition of one of the relatives. Is that true, Mom?" ask Nadira lirih.

Arman's heart suddenly raced quickly after hearing a question from Nadira. "Ehm, that's .. um, yes, Nadira. Yesterday I was with me to town. I'm sorry if I didn't tell you before."

"Who is he, Mas?"

"Ehm, one of the distant relatives, Nadira. That's why I don't invite you," replied Arman while kneading his temple.

Nadira nodded slowly. Although he did not fully believe in Arman's narration. However, he could at least be a little calmer after hearing the man's explanation.

"Yes, already. I'll take my leave first. Madam Ira was waiting for me" said Arman as he glanced at Madame Ira who was still sitting on the bed with her innocent body.

"Ehm, Mum! You didn't do anything weird, did you?" nadira asked hesitantly.

"Weird, what do you mean?" Arman asked back as if he did not understand what Nadira meant at the time. He knew and understood what his wife meant.

"Ehm, it's nothing. Mas, stay on your track. Remember me and Amara who will always wait for your return" Nadira said later.

Arman was silent for a moment as he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His little heart felt stifled after hearing his wife's words.

"Yes, Nadira. Once my work is done, I'll be home soon" replied Arman.

After deciding on his call with Arman, Nadira immediately returned the phone to the owner.

"Mbak Baras, thank you very much. This is Mbak's phone and this is money to replace the Mbak quota that I have used," said Nadira while handing the flat object and quota change money to the table.

Barrel smiled. He regained his phone, but not with the quota change money Nadira gave him.

"Just keep the money back, Nadira. Make a snack Amara," said Laras.

"No, Ma'am. Don't be! I'm not good because I have often asked for help with Mba Laras."

"Eh, I'm sincere, you know. Just take the money back."

A drama of rejection happened. Laras remained tight on his stance until Nadira finally succumbed. He took the money back and then paid his respects to the woman.

Nadira also nodded. "Thank you, Ma'am. Sorry for always bothering you" Nadira said.

"It's okay."

Nadira said goodbye and returned to his residence with a slightly more relieved feeling.

Meanwhile.

Arman is back. He felt very guilty towards Nadira and Amara. It was heard several times that the man breathed heavily, as a sign that he was very sorry.

Lady Ira walked over to Arman and tried to comfort her husband again. "Mas, today we go for a walk, yuk. We buy all your needs. New clothes, new shoes, watches and anything else you want. How's it?" persuade him while struggling spoiled on Arman's shoulders.

Arman nodded his head. Actually, he was not interested in the lure offered by Mrs Ira to him. However, he had no choice but to comply with the woman's wishes.

"All right."

Madam Ira smiled widely and invited Arman to perform a ritual bath together in their luxurious bathroom.

A few hours later.

"Come, Mas. We're leaving!"

As usual, Mrs Ira always looks beautiful and sexy. He approached Arman and took the man out of his room.

"What about mom?" ask Arman to Mrs Ira.

"Take it along. It's okay" replied Mrs Ira, leaning her head against Arman's shoulder.

Miss Ningsih did not mind either. On the contrary, he was so happy that Arman and Lady Ira took him for a walk with them.

As promised by Mrs Ira earlier, today she takes Arman and Ms. Ningsih to a famous boutique owned by one of her social friends. He bought a lot of clothes, shoes and some accessories for Arman which was quite astounding.

Undeniably, Arman also looks so happy because this is the first time he bought branded goods for himself. What had never crossed his mind before.

"How, Honey. Do you like it?" ask Mrs Ira.

Arman nodded quickly. "Yes, I like it a lot."

Not only Arman, Bu Ningsih was not left behind. He also got rations like his son. Getting a few pieces of clothing that is certainly expensive.

"Son Ira, thank you very much, yes. Later after coming home, Mother will immediately wear it and Mother will show off with her next door neighbor" he chanted with a big smile.

Madam Ira smiled slightly. "Together, Mom."

"Well, honey ... Now what do you want to buy? Don't hesitate, just say the same to me," continued Mrs Ira while staring fixedly at Arman who was still standing next to her.

Arman thought for a moment. Actually there is something that he really wants to buy and until now still can not make it happen. However, at that time he seemed reluctant to say it to Mrs Ira.

"Come, Mas! Just say it," persuade Mrs Ira again.

"I want to buy a pair of earrings for Amara and a ring for Nadira" replied Arman hesitantly.

Madam Ira was silent for a moment while looking fixedly at the man. Until finally he agreed to Arman's request just now.

"All right, no problem. Now we go to the jewelry store. You can choose whatever you want" he replied steadily.

"really?" Arman's surprised. He could not believe that Mrs Ira agreed to his wishes.

"Yes. What the hell is not for you, dear," said Mrs Ira with a spoiled smile.

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