The Rich Widow

Arman

Hi-hi, dear Readers .... Forgive Author who just can up now 🤧😓 These few days Author is preoccupied with life in the real world, take care of newborn Baby Dede.

Author also wants to thank you very much for all your prayers for the birth of Author yesterday 🥰🥰🥰. Thank God, Author's body smoothly without any significant obstacles.

Oh yes, for the story of Nadira, Arman and Andrew, maybe the Author can not Up the routine again like yesterday. But God must have ended this month too.

O ... Happy Reading & _________________________________________________________________________________________________________

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"What's your plan now, Arman?" asked Bu Ningsih who was beginning to be confused by their fate.

"I'm confused too, Mom. For a while I will stay here and start looking for a job," replied Arman softly while breathing heavily.

Bu Ningsih snorted with a half-bent face. "Hhhh, what kind of job can you get with your high school diploma? At most factory workers are the same as before, whose salary is not even enough for a month."

"But it's better than me being idle, isn't it, Mom. At least I'm not being a burden on Ririn." Arman leaned his head against the sofa's back while looking up at the ceiling of the room with a glaring look.

Suddenly, an idea that Bu Ningsih thought was so brilliant. He smiled widely and patted Arman on the shoulder with enthusiasm.

"Eh, Arman. Why don't you just ask for Nadira's return? Isn't your son now a famous child model. I'm sure, the money must be a lot."

Arman. There was no confidence in the man's face. "I'm not sure Nadira will be willing to accept me back, Mom. I have disappointed him for preferring Ira the deceiver over him" replied Arman.

"If he won't take you back, you'll take Amara's custody away from him. Now Amara can make her own money and I'm sure Nadira depends on your life. So, if Amara you take custody, Nadira automatically can not dwell anymore and inevitably, he will definitely accept your presence," said Bu Ningsih.

Arman seemed to be thinking hard. Think of the words spoken by her mother. After a while, he began to develop a faint smile.

"Ah, Mom's right too. It may sound cruel and very pushy. However, I think that's a pretty good idea!"

"Well, right! Come on, now meet Nadira and make them come back to you," said Bu Ningsih trying to encourage.

"Good, Mom. I'll meet Nadira as soon as possible and talk about the matter to her" replied Arman who was no less enthusiastic.

A few days later.

Arman looked prepared. Today he plans to meet Nadira and Amara. It is not difficult to find where the child and his ex-wife live, Amara has become a model as well as a famous child star and there are some acquaintances of Arman who know where their current position.

"So leave today?" tanya Bu Ningsih suddenly appeared from behind the door of her room. The middle-aged woman stood in the doorway watching Arman who was coolly justifying his shirt.

Arman glared and smiled a little. "Yes, Mom. Today I will meet Nadira and Amara. Prayers, everything will go smoothly without any more drama. Yes, at least no drama of rejection from Nadira," replied Arman.

"Of course not, I did. I'm sure even today Nadira would still expect your presence" Ms. Ningsih replied confidently.

Arman who had finished tidying up his clothes, immediately approached Bu Ningsih who was still standing in the doorway.

"Aamiinu. Come on, Mom."

"Alright, be careful on the road, man."

"Yes, Mom."

Arman waltzed confidently leaving the modest residence of his mother. While Bu Ningsih deliver to the front of the house.

"Hmmm, I hope Nadira is willing to take you back, Arman. Honestly, I can't stand it if you have to hitchhike here. Just adding to Ririn's burden. He does his job every day eating and sleeping. If you come back with Dira 'at least you can still help our lives here, '" he grumbled from the heart.

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After passing through a tiring journey, Arman finally arrived in front of Nadira's shophouse which had just been renovated. The man was fixated for a moment while looking at the place in amazement. He could hardly believe that his ex-wife could live independently and successfully.

"Hmmm, how lucky you are, Nadira. Perhaps behind all the painful events that God has given us, God has prepared a fruitful fortune for you and our child" murmured Arman with teary eyes.

Arman took a deep breath and then exhaled back slowly. Arman then walked over to the shophouse with mixed feelings. Between joy, happiness, sadness and also the uncertainty that his wish this time will be realized.

Arman suddenly stopped his steps in front of the shophouse door. The man's eyes were now fixed on the beautiful figure of a smooth white skin that was standing before him.

"M-Mas Arman?"

"Nadira," Arman replied with a big smile. He still watched Nadira closely. Now the woman who had accompanied her life had completely changed. It looks so much more beautiful and interesting than before.

The negligee who used to accompany him, was now invisible. The appearance of the woman is no less fashionable than Mrs Ira who used to be her idol.

"Why are you here?" nadira asked with caution. Suddenly, Arman wants to take Amara's custody away from her.

The question that came out of Nadira's lips managed to break Arman's daydream. From the look on Nadira's face at that time, Arman knew that Nadira was anxious and uncomfortable with his presence in that place. He took a few steps forward while trying to calm her down.

"Don't be afraid, Nadira. I'm not gonna hurt you. I just came here to talk about something that I think is very, very important. Can you, right?"

Nadira who was once frightened, now feels a little calmer after hearing the speech by Arman just now.

"Everything you want to talk to me about?"

"It's about us ...." Arman was silent for a moment while watching Nadira's reaction. "I promise it won't be long, Nadira. Just five minutes," he continued with a face.

After weighing up, Nadira finally agreed. He nodded slowly and invited Arman to enter his frame.

"Alright, please come in. But remember, it's only five minutes!" reply Nadira.

Arman smiled broadly. He was so happy because Nadira welcomed his arrival quite well. Yes, although the beautiful face is still seen bending when the two neutrals they fight each other.

"Yes, five minutes."

Arman followed Nadira from behind. The beautiful woman invited herself to sit in a chair available in one corner of the room and then fell down not far from Arman.

"Now tell me what Mas wants to talk to me about" Nadira said without further ado.

Arman took a long breath. "Nadira, it's actually my purpose here just to apologize to you and me ...."

Arman stopped his words and stared fixedly at the two beautiful netra of the beautiful woman. "I want to go back to you, Nad. I want us to be together again like we used to be. To be a whole family. There's you, me and our son, Amara ...."

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