Married Hot Duda
53

"Responsibility doesn't have to marry, does it, Om?"

The two of them are in the car, heading somewhere after coming home from Arum's very friendly foster parents. The Baskoro couple were friends of Arum's father, who had died before Arum was born. Since childhood, Arum has been considered a child by them, but separated since Arum's mother remarried and lived together in a different city.

That's what Mr. Baskoro revealed at lunch. They are kind and accept Nanda, even though Nanda is too open to tell everything.

Nanda looked at Nuga who was too focused on the streets, silent, and—astaga, no expression at all. He continued to explain.

"I mean, Om is troubled by quarreling with Mr Ibuk, the trouble of keeping Hima alone is still being treated right? Yes, I understand why you're angry, Om's life is a mess because of that ...!"

Nuga threw his face and tired breath to the side, he did not know how to explain. But circumstances force. Would he have the heart to let that woman who was even much younger and unstable than Nanda live alone? He just did not have the heart, and since Hima was born, even though he had to go back and forth to the hospital, Nuga can still work. He can handle everything, helped by Baskoro and his wife. He just shunned his family, they couldn't accept, Arum and all his conditions.

"But I'm sure, Om ... Both Ibuk and Mas Yan knew that Hima was not Om's son!" Nanda finally changed his seat to face Nuga. "If they know Hima's flesh and blood Om, I'm sure they can accept it and there's no way they've left the house all this time, right?"

"Nda ...." Nuga finally turned his head, "Actually, which objection are you? I'm accusing you of all that, or you just don't accept the status of this one's widower, anyway?"

"Yes, everything ... But after hearing Mr. Bas's story, what can I do about Arum? It's weird, isn't it? In this day and age, life is your life, you act, you take responsibility, Om just act spontaneously, help, and nothing to do with Arum, right?" Nanda's expression was loud, he felt Nuga had gone mad by adding to his head with a burden.

"If only I had been a little younger when I met Arum, that might have been the case. Unfortunately, at that time I already knew how to think it was like to see a dead person, even though I could save." Nuga calmly explained. He even smiled a little.

"Fine right, adults are complicated! I don't understand that decision." Nanda again sat facing the front, his legs crossed, his hands crossed. His face was so irritated that he repeatedly exhaled out loud.

Nuga grabbed Nanda's hand, then filled Nanda's fingers with her fingers. "But please understand and accept my decision to keep you, huh? The one in the past, let it be mine."

"Yes .. but—"

"If I didn't marry Arum, there wouldn't be a Hima that you could steer to look like you. They're all like you, until he's sick knowing you want to get married." Nuga's serious. They are similar, because they are often with Nanda, and indeed Nanda who formed Hima so that it is now. He's just part of the living.

The car turned into a building that Nanda thought was the most expensive apartment building here.

Before descending, Nuga approached Nanda's side. "Without Hima, I have no reason to pay attention to you."

Nanda scowled, but his face flushed red, while Nuga chuckled while distancing his body and descending. "We meet one more person, and it's all over. Let Arum calm down there. Our lives have nothing to do with Arum anymore."

Nanda came down, his hand back in Nuga's arm. They just come in. Nanda frowned, as the attendant there only lowered his face as he passed through the lobby. Even when entering the elevator, they still faithfully followed and politely. Impressed to be afraid of that.

"Om ... don't say, we want anu—"

"Shut up and just follow! My head is about to break hearing your voice this early!"

Nanda bought it and pulled his hand rough. "Oh, that! Just one day it was rich for me! How's tomorrow-tomorrow?!"

"Tomorrow, you have trouble speaking because if you just say a word, I'll kiss you until you're out of breath!" Nuga pretended to be the one, but Nanda was silent even though her face was pouting.

Arriving on the 7th floor, the elevator opens, and they face the door with a 702 plaque. Nuga rang the bell.

Nanda was silent, though eager to ask. The initial assumption, Nuga wants to have sex with her first time here, in an expensive apartment that will be used as a wedding gift. Usually, right? Nuga and his family are very rich. The price here, definitely not burdensome to them.

"Hey, unfortunately I have made Om ilfil first with a pretentious anger him since yesterday!" inner Nanda while twisting her pursed lips. The eyes of the young girl scanned every curve of the front of this apartment. Beautiful and charming.

Nuga pressed the bell again, because the owner of the unit had not opened the door either.

Shortly after, the door opens and reveals a beautiful woman who loses her smile when she sees Nanda, especially Nuga.

"Nuga—"

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