The Rich Widow

Chapter 61

"Back?" Nadira scrunched up both of his eyebrows. It was never once suggested that he wanted to return to the man even though Amara was among them.

"Yes, Nadira. We're back to what we used to be, being a whole family." Arman's eyes glazed over, hoping Nadira could accept his presence again.

"Nadira." Suddenly Andrew appeared in the room while carrying a paper bag. He smiled wryly to see the togetherness of Nadira and Arman there.

"Mas Andrew" greeted Nadira with a warm smile. In contrast to Arman's expression that looks unfriendly when looking at Andrew.

Andrew approached Nadira and sat down next to him. He handed the paper bag to Nadira and the woman immediately greeted him.

"It's over?" nadira asked as she stared fixedly at the handsome man.

"Yes, that's your part." Andrew returned his smile.

Nadira peeked at the contents of the paper bag and then looked back at Andrew. "It's a lot, Mas. I am confused about where to share it," said Nadira with a faint smile.

"You can share it anywhere. Your best friend, your customer, and whoever you want" Andrew replied.

Nadira grabbed something from the paper bag and handed it to Arman. "This is our wedding invitation, Mas. If Mas deign to attend, then invite your mothers," said Nadira who managed to make Arman terpelongo.

"Marriage invitation?" Arman's hand shook violently as he welcomed the wedding invitation from Nadira's hand. He opened the invitation and read it carefully.

"Oh my God, it turns out I'm late" Arman murmured inwardly, as he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

Arman was so embarrassed. He quickly got up from his position and said goodbye to the couple.

"Ehm, excuse me. Thank you for your time. Don't forget to say my regards to Amara" said Arman.

Nadira and Andrew seemed confused to see Arman's attitude at that time.

"Well, how come home, Mas Arman?" ask Andrew.

"I'm busy. I have something to do" said Arman, extending his hand to Andrew.

After shaking hands, Arman immediately left the place.

After Arman.

"What's he here for?" ask Andrew to Nadira who is still silent with his own mind.

"Ehm, that, Mas. Mas Arman the padi asked me to turn it around."

Andrew smiled wryly. "really? Then?"

"I have answered him with this invitation letter" replied Nadira.

Andrew smiled and grabbed Nadira's shoulders.

Meanwhile.

Arman walked away in annoyance. He felt so disappointed with Nadira's decision to choose Andrew over him.

"I know, he's a lot richer than me! But I am Amara's father after all! Nadira should have thought a thousand times to accept another man's proposal, "groaned occasionally

into air.

In the midst of his frustration, suddenly came across an idea that Arman thought was quite good. He smiled slanted and grabbed the wallet from his pocket.

"I almost forgot! I still have a gold field I can hope for!" said it.

Arman opened the wallet and searched for something in it. Finally he found what he was looking for. A business card belonging to a woman who had once talked to him. He read the address written on the card and then tried to remember it.

"All right, I'll be there! Nadira refused, The old woman became!"

Confidently, Arman resumed his journey. However, not to the modest residence of his mother, but to the luxurious residence of the woman with the stature.

It did not take long, the taxi driver who delivered it, stopped right in front of the luxurious house owned by the old woman. After paying for the services of the motorcycle taxi driver, Arman immediately met the security guard in front of the luxury house.

He asked for permission to enter and the security allowed him at the behest of the old lady. Arman stepped in so confidently. He was very sure, the gold mine was in sight.

"Here you go, ma'am," said Security.

The old woman was scanning Arman from head to toe. He stared in astonishment at Arman who was now standing next to his couch.

"Sit down" said the woman, inviting Arman to sit on the luxurious sofa with her.

"Thank you, Madam." Arman immediately sat down, while the security who had delivered him, returned to the front to continue his duties.

"You're Arman, right? Brondongnya Ira's husband the imposter. What do you need to do here?" asked the woman with a sharp look, looking at Arman.

"Ehm, yes, Madam." Arman looked embarrassed after hearing the woman's words. "Actually I want to ask about the offer of the Madam first to me. Is the offer still valid for me" he asked.

The old woman of the stature laughed after hearing Arman's words just now. "Good God, it was! So after Ira was captured, now you want to be my brondong, right?"

"I-iya, Mistress. That's if the madam pleases." Arman started to stammer.

Again the woman of the stature of the clover laughed loudly. "Darling! Come here," cried the woman as she glanced upwards.

From above, a handsome young man came down from the top floor. The burly man immediately approached the old woman and sat down beside her while spoiling.

"What's up, Mommy?" the young man said while kissing his cheek.

"Include, Honey. This is Arman, Ira's ex-husband. That con woman. Who is now in jail" said the woman.

"Oh, huh? What'd he want here?" ask the young man. He is much younger than Arman.

"Say he wants to be like you. But ... It doesn't seem like it, huh! Ira's ex and I don't want used goods used by the deceitful woman" he said with a cynical smile.

Arman's shame isn't a bitch. Without a second thought, Arman immediately got up and left the room at such a fast pace. While the other couple looked at him while chuckling.

"Bad! The old woman rejected me too! He even humiliated me in front of the man" grumbled Arman as he walked down the street.

Arman is now desperate. The gold mine, which he said was in plain sight, had already chosen another miner. He was much younger and more handsome than her.

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Akkkhh! Finally the author can up too after the full moon sinks at the bottom of the ocean. Hmmm ...

For those who have forgotten the same story, re-read again yes, let's remember! 😂😂😂