Widow Not Bolong
Chapter 11 Foreign Numbers

"Astagfirullah, it's noon" Kamila said after collecting her life. He took off his blanket and jumped out of bed.

The alarm clock on his bedside nightstand showed at 05:45. He immediately ran towards the bathroom to take ablution water' and immediately performed two rakaat prayers.

"Body bad luck again, Hufft. May today's windfall not be pegged chicken," he murmured as he opened the mucus he used.

His hands then folded after praying that he could get through the day very well and all his business went well.

Kamila tucked her hair behind her ear then stepped towards her bed. A private place that has become increasingly cold since parting ways with Luky Firmaji.

He cleaned and tidied it in the hope that there would be a man who would accompany him in that place until the end of his life. Living a happy life of the world and the hereafter.

"The mood is tired after a day of walking with Vony still feels," he said, stretching his muscles until he felt more comfortable.

"Hoam..." The woman yawned because she felt her eyes were still very sleepy. He grabbed his phone and turned on the flat object while trying to open his eyes wide. Waking up bad luck like this still makes him sleepy.

"This is the lack of sport. The inn is tired quickly and the body feels heavy, Hem," he said slowly with the intention of going to register at a gym starting today.

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The sound of notifications from the phone in his hand is simple and scrambling to be read. His sleepiness was instantly gone.

Some private messages as well as from chat groups he opened and read. Most of them talked about the results of the meeting he led yesterday. All the messages were messages from yesterday to last night that he did not open because he was tired and sleepy.

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One more notification came in when he wanted to close the reply application of the message without wanting to reply to it.

"New number," he said slowly and then opened the one that immediately made his chest pounding.

I don't know why my day feels so good this morning. Is it because this is a good start to our relationship Mil?

The sunlight this morning was so bright, as if to bless the beautiful feeling that I feel for you Mil.

Hey, I'm too big a feeling maybe. I don't think it's because of that. But I'm sure it's because of the happiness you share for nature this Mil.

Stay happy

@A

Good morning 😍

"Oh my God, who the hell? Don't tell me what his name is. Initial A, is it possible Brother Andri?" ask Kamila to herself.

His pleasure he could not hide. Even a smile cannot escape his face. His chest should not be asked. It seemed like it wanted to explode and destroy his body.

His thumb was agilely dancing on the keyboard of his phone to reply to messages from unknown numbers.

Long he waited impatiently but it seemed like the mysterious number was no longer active. The message he sent only ticked one.

"Well, whoever you are, I'm sure you're a good person and want to see I'm happy" he said slowly then exited his room for breakfast. He was sure Mak Siti would have prepared a good breakfast for him.

"Good morning Madam," said Mak Siti by hand arranging the breakfast menu on the table.

"Good morning Mak," Kamila replied as she sniffed the fragrant aroma from the dining table that immediately made her stomach wriggle for filling.

"Thank you very much Mak for sincerely preparing this all for Me," continued the beautiful woman while hugging the old body of Mak Siti.

"It's my job, ma'am, so there's no need to thank me like that."

"Oh, what the hell is this mama? I am among those who do not know thankfully dong kayak that. However, Mak was already I consider as his successor mother in the village. So actually Mak doesn't have to make this a mandatory task for Mak to do."

"What's this lady talking about? I am a worker in this house. All work must be done. And Mak got paid for it," explained Mak Siti with an uncomfortable feeling.

"Yes, don't talk about work just yet. Let's eat because I'm so hungry. Not eating before bed."

"I'm not hungry yet. Just eat it first. Madam is going to work."

"Mom, how hard is it to eat first. Here, you don't feel sorry for me who always eats alone?" Kamila really insisted that the middle-aged woman follow her wishes. Mak Siti also gave up.

Finally he sat down and ate with his master. They talk about a lot of things. Kamila told a lot about her mother and father in the village who did not know her status now who had become a widow.

After they eat together. Kamila returned to her room to take a shower and left for work. His heart day was very happy. And he wanted to share this pleasure with others.

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"Well, I look fresher and younger too" one employee said as Kamila set foot in the company.

"more beautiful. Her happy aura came out," the others added in praise.

"You if praise makes me fly when I have no wings" Kamila replied with a small laugh.

"And if you joke funny" said another employee and managed to make everyone who was waiting for the elevator open to laugh. Kamila and the employees under him are very familiar and do not keep their distance at all until many like it.

"Mother Kamila, can we talk?" Kamila's steps that wanted to enter the iron box immediately came to a halt. He turned his body and looked at the man with a face that looked very shocked.

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*Connected.

Uh, uh, who is he???

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