The Rich Widow

Message From Mrs Ira

"Why, Dira? You don't like these things, do you?" asked Arman, because Nadira was silent and not as cheerful as he thought. Not like little Amara who was so happy even though she knew the stuff wasn't for her.

"It's not so, Mom. It's just that this all seems weird to me."

Arman smiled and grabbed Nadira's shoulder. "What's so weird, honey? All these things are real, really. Just look," he said.

"Any, because his new employer Mas so good to buy a variety of goods that are not cheap. Even though Mas has not started a job there," said Nadira.

"Hey, Honey. You don't need to be confused because the woman is rich. Maybe for us the price of these objects is expensive and certainly difficult to buy. However, for the woman all this was nothing. In addition, he has said that he does not want his personal driver to look cute in front of his friends and business partners. So I think it's only natural that he bought these things for me."

Nadira breathed a heavy breath. Although the actual explanation of Arman makes sense, but it cannot be denied deep down in the deepest of his heart there are still strange feelings.

"Hows it? Right, right!" Arman reiterated.

"Yes, Mum."

Arman grabbed his luggage and the man intended to bring it into the room.

"Mas, today I'm cooking your favorite meal. Jengkol balado and fried cob fish. Do not forget, sambel terasanya," said Nadira with a big smile.

Arman smiled wryly then touched Nadira's cheek gently. "I'm sorry, honey. I was invited to eat with Mrs Ira, my new employer. So ... you eat it yourself" said Arman who then continued his steps towards the room.

While Nadira was silent while staring at the back of Arman who was getting away with a sad face. Actually, he was disappointed because Arman had eaten outside. While she had to work hard to cook her husband's favorite food.

"Amara," he called out to the two-year-old boy who was still standing beside him.

"Yes, Mom." The beautiful boy looked up while smiling at Nadira.

"Temenin maem's mother, yes."

Amara nodded then grabbed Nadira's index finger and followed her mother's steps towards the kitchen.

Evening is approaching.

Nadira lay down her body next to Amara who was already sound asleep. While Arman is still busy fiddling with his new phone while lying on the same mattress.

"Mas, you better get some sleep. Isn't it going to be early in the morning?" nadira asked while staring at Arman who was so focused on staring at the flat object screen.

"Yes, Honey. Any minute. I still need to set up accounts in some of the apps on this phone," he replied, still focusing on the phone screen without turning to Nadira one bit.

Nadira breathed a heavy breath. "Yes, already. I slept first, Mom. I was sleepy" said Nadira.

"Yes. Good night" replied Arman.

A chat message went into Arman's cell phone. However, he had not opened the Chat message, suddenly a call landed on his mobile number.

Arman rushed to receive the call because he knew that the one who called him was Mrs Ira. His new employer is very kind.

"Yes, Madam."

"Arman, how's the phone? Works well, right?" ask Mrs Ira, mince words.

"Ah yes, Madam. The phone works very well. Thank you very much, Madam."

Arman glanced at Nadira who turned out to open her eyes again. His little wife woke up when she heard Arman talking alone.

"My new master" Arman told Nadira half-whispering that the woman across there would not hear him.

"Oh yes, Arman. Tomorrow don't forget to come to my place early in the morning. I had to go to the store for a little while and then meet one of my loyal customers" the woman said.

"Okay, Madam."

Arman was confused. However, he did not want to ask further because Nadira's gaze already seemed unfriendly to him.

"All right, Madam."

Mrs Ira is wide. "alright. Good night, Arman. Sweet dream!"

"Good night, too, madam."

Arman immediately disconnected the call.

"Of course, Mas's employer doesn't have a husband, huh? These nights contact other men" Nadira chirped.

Arman chuckled softly while poking Nadira's cheeks gently. "You're jealous, huh? You really shouldn't be jealous, honey. Because Mrs Ira is almost the age of mother. It's just that she looks like a young woman. And one more thing, Mrs Ira is a widow. A rich widow who could not possibly fall for a poor, moneyless man like me" Arman said.

"Hmmm!" Nadira breathed heavily.

"You better go to bed. I promise I'll go to bed as soon as I finish setting up my account" Arman continued.

"All right." Nadira turned to face Amara and closed her eyes.

While Arman intends to open the photo that has just been sent by Mrs Ira to him. He glanced at Nadira for a moment then refocused on his phone screen.

"Actually what photo was sent by Mrs Ira. I was curious" muttered Arman.

Slowly Arman pressed the chat application and opened the photo sent by the woman. Arman rounded his eyes after seeing the photo sent by Mrs Ira.

A sexy photo of Mrs Ira wearing only red sexy lingerie. The sexy lingerie that day was bought by that woman.

[What do you think, do I look beautiful with this lingerie?] write Mrs Ira under the photo.

Arman swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. He was confused how to reply to the chat message.

"Why did Mrs Ira send this photo to me?" arman murmured in the heart. "What if Nadira sees it? He would have misunderstood me and been furious with me."

In the midst of his confusion, suddenly a message returned to his mobile number.

[Why is my message not answered, Arman? Do I look ugly using that lingerie?]

Inevitably, Arman was forced to reply to the message.

[You look so pretty, ma'am.] Write Arman.

[Really? Well, next time if I want to buy lingerie again, I'll ask you to choose for me.] Mrs Ira wrote back into Arman's new phone.

[Madam, I said first, yes. I am sleepy and want to go to sleep soon. Good night, Mrs Ira.] Reply Arman.

[Okay, okay. Good night, Arman.]

Arman breathed heavily then turned off his new phone. He put the phone to the bed and hugged Nadira from behind.

Next day.

Early in the morning Arman was preparing to go to the residence of Mrs Ira just as the woman requested yesterday. Nadira also had to wake up early to prepare breakfast and clothes to be worn by Arman.

"I'm leaving first, baby."

"Be careful on the road, ma'am." Nadira drove Arman to his doorstep. While Arman continued to pitch, leaving the residence excitedly. With the intention of seeking fortune for his son and wife.

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