Forced to Marry a Rich Widower

Forced to Marry a Rich Widower
episode fifty seven


The first day of the campus began. Candidates for new students were also at the show of enthusiasm, not least Shepa.


Shepa who has a body with a slender waist, height of 148cm with a habit of hair tied ponytail is now the center of attention of his seniors, especially men.


They do not hesitate to show his attention sometimes there are also admiring without daring to say.


Shepa was standing on the side of the road about to cross but suddenly a shiny black sports car stopped in front of him.


Shepa squinted his forehead.


"Let's go in" turns out the car's owner was another fak Arga.


"where are you taking me?" ask Shepa


"you asked a lot, quickly enter" replied Arga


Do not want to be a spectacle of people and so the gossip material Shepa campus immediately open the door Arga car.


Cars are splitting the streets of the capital. Arga occasionally glanced at Shepa who was sitting right next to him.


"you don't want to know where I'm taking you?"


"No" Shepa replied briefly


Hahay, there's something cooler than that


"today I'm taking you to my cafe"


"Bodo is very" Shepa replied


Arga pulled one corner of his lips so as to form a cynical smile there.


"You must carry out your duties as my pura lover from now on"


"hey did I approve? do not be so handsome just accept if indeed he does not like you" a little he said but make the heart tremble.


Shepa was silent again, it was basically he did not like to argue but seemed indifferent.


"Hey remember I knew your foul intentions, what if your sister found out about that?"


"heuh that's not foul intention, but my good intention to free my older sister from a boy like her" Shepa smiled sinisterly as he glanced at Arga.


"But what if it turns out that your brother is happy with Bimo?"


"Sukur sukur if that is the case" Shepa replied again.


Incredibly


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Bimo has finished his work, he wants to hurry home. I don't know why it feels so fast to get home. Throughout the journey, the smile on his lips never seemed to fade.


Not yet at home, he pulled his car over. He glanced at the martabak craftsman whose visitors were very crowded.


I'm sure he'll smile sweetly if he finds out I brought his favorite food.


Hemmm apparently he's really starting to get bucin virus. Though not necessarily that his wife will be as he imagined.


After waiting for a long queue, finally one box of cheese martabak in a mixture with pieces of raisins and additional sweetened condensed milk on it, now in his hands.


He knows it's Leela's favorite food but will Leela do what she imagines?


The roar of the car was heard entering the spacious courtyard of the mansion.


Leela did not welcome her husband's arrival, because it was usually like that.


Bimo got out of the car with a box filled with martabak. Cool face back he put.


As usual, Mr. Diman was loyal there to welcome him. "Welcome sir"


Bimo raised his smile. "Where's Leela?" ask Bimo


"The lady is in the family room with den Andra" replied Mr. Diman


"Halo Andra dear" said Bimo when he arrived in the family room.


Leela just glanced at him a little then refocused her eyes on the television screen.


"Hello papi, papi bring your sister?" asked Andra when he saw the finger in the hand of the papi.


Andra immediately ran over to the papi to find out what he was carrying.


"what is this?" ask Andra when she has grabbed the knob.


"mommy let's open up mami!" yelled Andra curiously


"he come on, be careful of the way" said Leela, she immediately grabbed the box and opened it. While Bimo was looking forward to Leela's expression upon opening it.


Leela was shocked when she opened it, but she did not want to ask. It was probably the same food that her husband liked.


"uaaaawwwww sweet pizza mami, sweet pizza" cried Andra when he saw the contents of the box


"it's a martabak not a pizza baby" Leela said.


"maktabak?"


"mar-ta-bak" said Leela and followed Andra


"united so?" ask Leela


"maktabak" said Andra while grinning


if he is ordinary, he should smile and run towards me, then hug me and say "thank you dear"


Bimo narrowed his eyes, then exhaled slowly.


Oh, my God, he really didn't do that


Andra enjoyed the food by being fed by the mother. Leela was actually about to say thank you, but she said that considering it was impossible for Bimo to buy it for her.


"you don't want to eat it?" leela asked as Bimo was still looking at her.


"no, I think I'm still full" said Bimo, but he had not eaten anything before.


Seeing the change in the look of Bimo's face made Leela again ask in her heart.


It was strange that she had a big smile, but now it was like that again


Leela again ate the martabak, she did not want to think much and assume if Bimo bought it not for her, it might be if Bimo likes the same food as her.


Bimo slammed the door hard. "Stupid why should I think of it. What do I expect from him?" bimo said as he dropped himself on the sofa near the bed.


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hello forgive the author has made you wait a long time, the usual name also wants Lebaran must be busy making processed food for Lebaran. Kakaren keur ngke shawal, author mah make gegeplak, you know?


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