The Virgin Pursuing the Widow's Love

The Virgin Pursuing the Widow's Love
Chapter 7. Sania's Wedding With Trev.



The wedding will be held today. Trevino decided to hold a garden party. Incidentally, the courtyard in his house was very spacious. Trevino set the stage for entertainment for and from local residents. Some residents knew about the relationship between Sania and their village chief. Can only murmur slowly.


Some felt sad, because Sania was not a loyal woman. There are also those who think that, Trevino's bookies child cornering from behind. Because they were looking for a long day. Some of them regret this marriage.


"You can't keep blaming the lady! If I were Miss Semanggi. I will also be realistic. Why hope for a man who has no news. In fact, Miss Prita is already pessimistic."


"Huh! Because you're a fellow woman so defend. Supposedly, if Sania did love our village chief, she would at least wait another three to four months. There may be a problem with the mission that Mr. Xilondra is facing" said a young man who looks so admiring their village chief. Can not be denied if Xilondra is indeed a role model for some village youth.


That is, the whispers that sounded discordant among the villagers of Cenderawasih.


"Who is the young man the villagers are talking about?" trevino asked his men. Finally, the words were heard into his ears.


"Well, I'll find out soon, sir." Trevino's men also resigned.


Meanwhile in the room, Sania was staring at the reflection of her figure in the large mirror. The mother had been wiping away the tears that had soaked her cheeks since this morning. Sania, just told Amara, about this wedding a few hours ago.


Not shock or surprise. But the woman just can not believe if all the problems of her ex-husband's debt can be resolved easily. The house of relics is safe, he is no longer threatened to sleep in the rice field.


"Mother's son, very pretty. You deserve to be rich, Nia. You deserve to be happy with a good life. Sorry, I haven't been able to make you happy all this time" said Amara Lirih, while combing the sequins contained on every inch of white kebaya strands that Sania currently wears. The back end dangled to the floor. It's a long time, about three meters maybe. While his subordinates are the fabrics with the best textile materials.


"Bus ... You don't have to apologize to me. This, is evidence of Sania's devotion to Mother and grandmother. Just pray, that Sania's journey ahead will be smooth and fine. Honestly, Nia was scared, Mom," said Sania complaining about what she felt in her heart. Because, at least he can guess how the attitude of this man who will be her husband. He could imagine how his home would be.


"You must be happy, Nia. I will of course pray without you even asking. After all, you won't regret having married this rich man. You will be a mistress. Your and Mom's degrees will go up in people's eyes, Nia." Amara said with complete confidence.


Sania just smiled in response to the mother's happiness. This is what he wanted. I saw the smile on his mother's face again. Because this woman never smiled since the father left them with a lot of debt.


Sania could only sigh at the mother's request. The woman who had given birth to him, had nothing to ask him for. In fact, Sania would never ask Trevino again. That house is safe for him is more than enough.


Ah, Mother. Not yet official. You gave me PR. Why don't you ask how I feel right now?


Sania could only grumble in her heart. He was used to following and obeying whatever Amara wanted. Never expected the woman to understand her feelings.


"Have not daydreamed. The sooner you become his wife the better, Nia. Mother will be famous throughout the village," whispered Amara.


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"SANIA~~~!" screams of a man who awoke from his sleep.


Huh~ huh.


It was seen he was controlling his breathing which was still panting. Holding his chest as if pounding.


"Dream .. Is it all a dream, or?" Xilondra looked muttered. Wiping the sweat that soaked his face with a rough look. Then, he looked for a water container. In this village there are no glasses.


The huft!


Again, Xilondra was seen taking her breath. " Why am I asleep again. It must be all just sleeping flowers. Sania, must be waiting for me" he muttered again.


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