The Rich Widow

Decision of Nadira 2

A week later.

Arman stood on the balcony of the main room while looking around the magnificent building with a matted face. Somehow today Arman seemed uninspired, just like always.

Madam Ira smiled as she walked over to Arman. He hugged the man from behind while occasionally kissing his wide back.

"What are you thinking, Mom?" ask Mrs Ira.

"I think of Nadira who until now did not see the trunk of his nose. I didn't expect that it turned out that he was really stubborn" replied Arman. He was still watching the front road of the luxurious building. I wish Nadira would show up there.

Mrs Ira had a chance to roll her eyeballs when Arman again mentioned the name of his first wife. He does not like and feels jealous if Arman again remembers Nadira and her daughter.

"Why do you remember it again, Mom? Wasn't that really his decision? It's best to leave him with his high ego and make you ...." Madam Ira pulled Arman's body slowly until their current position was facing each other.

"Be a good husband to me." Madame Ira on her tiptoes and kissed Arman on the lips.

"Just divorce her, Mas. And I promise I'll help you get your divorce papers done quickly. How's it?"

Arman nodded. "If you think that's best for me, then do it."

Madam Ira smiled as she heard Arman's reply. He hugged the man and buried his face in the chest of his field.

"I love you so much, Mom! Very." Very."

Meanwhile.

Nadira was silent in the doorway of his house while watching the little Amara who was sculpting on the porch of the house. The little boy was seen hugging a brown teddy bear given by Arman some time ago.

"What was Amara doing there that he did not hear when I called?" Nadira Gumam.

Slowly Nadira walked up to Amara. There was the sound of sobs being held back from the little girl. Her tiny body trembled and occasionally saw her shoulders move down and up.

"D-dad!" call him so slowly.

"Mara, what are you doing here, son?" nadira asked while crouching beside Amara.

Amara turned her head and finally Nadira realized that the little girl was crying for her father who had not seen the trunk of his nose for the past week.

"Why haven't you come home yet?" amara asked stammeredly while holding back her cries.

"Yes, God! If only you understood what had happened, son. Then I will tell you everything" Nadira murmured in his heart.

"Maybe I'm busy. Amara better change clothes, we'll go to Aunt Laras' house," persuaded Nadira.

"Ara kangen father," the boy chanted again sobbing.

"Yes. Dad must be the same. I miss Amara too, but you can't be sad like this, yeah." Nadira lifted the tiny body and carried it.

Little Amara nodded her head slowly. "Good, Mom."

"Good!" Nadira smiled then stepped inside their simple house. However, just a few steps away, there was suddenly the sound of Bu Ningsih shouting from in front of his house.

"Nadira! Nadira!"

"Nadira, I want to talk to you and it's important!" he said again while entering into a simple house owned by Nadira without any permission.

Bu Ningsih dropped himself on the chair while watching Nadira who was now standing not far from his position.

"What do you want me to talk about?" ask Nadira.

"Sit, Nadira. Do you want to just stand there? It is not polite to know," said Bu Ningsih as he pointed towards the empty seat beside him.

Nadira was sitting there. "I'm sorry."

"Actually I'm here to talk about your relationship with Arman. Arman told me everything." Bu Ningsih let out a heavy sigh.

"Eh, Nad, how are you, anyway? Why do you insist on separating from Arman? Have you never thought about what your fate will be? You should be grateful, Nad. Because Mrs Ira is willing to guarantee all your needs and Arman no longer need to bother working bone like before. And yes, Nad. That Mrs Ira just needs a little Arman time. That's it, really," said Bu Ningsih without feeling guilty at all.

Nadira smiled cynically. "That's all? Mom said it was just 'that'? Oh, my God, Mom. It was easy for Mom to say that to me, as if she were not a woman. If you were in my position, I'm sure you'd do the same thing as me. Which woman, Mom, is willing to be combined? Even Ms. Ririn chose to withdraw when her husband was caught cheating on her," Nadira was upset.

Ms. Ningsih exhaled a long breath. "Your case with Ririn is different. If Arman was forced to do it for your happiness, while her husband cheated on her because she was a playboy," explained Ms. Ningsih.

Nadira shook her head looking at Bu Ningsih's attitude which really sucks in her opinion. He got up from his seat and opened his voice again.

"I don't want to talk about this anymore, Mom. Whatever you say, I don't care because my decision is made. I chose to step down instead of having to share my husband with that woman. You better leave now because I'm still busy" said Nadira.

"Shy, you are so arrogant!" Bu Ningsih snorted in annoyance then got up from his position. "Remember, Nadira! You will definitely regret," he continued, while melengos went to leave Nadira's modest residence. The middle-aged woman continued to grumble in annoyance even until she moved away from the place.

Nadira rushes to close the main door and locks it so that anyone related to Arman can not enter his house without permission.

"Mommy's really mean! It's that easy to talk to me without thinking about how I'm feeling right now" Nadira said.

Nadira took Amara into the room and replaced the little girl's clothes with better ones.

A few seconds later.

"Bak Baras!" Nadira knocks on the door of the house while calling the name of the woman.

"Yes, one minute!" There was a sound of Laras telling him from inside the house. The woman walked quickly towards the door and then opened it wide.

"Nadira? Wow, what a coincidence you came. Can you help me make some cake? Today I was flooded with orders," he said with a smile.

"Ehm, of course, Ma'am."

Nadira rushed in and followed Laras who walked to the kitchen room, where Laras was busy making various kinds of cakes. Upon arrival in the room, Nadira immediately helped the woman's work without the slightest awkwardness. Because he used to help her make cakes. While Amara sat not far from the place while playing her doll.

"Oh yes, Nad. What about my offer yesterday? Are you interested?" ask Laras to Nadira who is focusing on stirring her cake batter.

"Actually I'm here to talk about it, ma'am. After a long thought, I finally decided to sell my parents' house and leave here. If necessary, I will travel to another city with Amara" replied Nadira.

The barracks smiled widely. "Ish, don't go far, Nad. Later I can't visit you anymore" Laras said, bending his face.

"It's okay, Ma'am. Later I will buy a cell phone so that we can connect with each other" replied Nadira.

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