
"Eh, Nda ... Which father? How come Nda's here?"
Instead of letting Nda in when Nanda came to deliver the phone, Hima pushed her Nda out. The little girl looked to the left right to look for her father.
"Daddy in room—"
Realizing that Nanda had come here only to accompany him, Hima stood up straight to look at Nanda. "Why did you come here? Back to my room, Nda .. I slept alone tonight!"
Hima's small hand pushed Nanda away from the door.
"Eh ... why?" Nanda's shocked. This child is very asem .. has been helped not thanks, even ngusir. "She wants to take your phone and banyu you are ready to join Mbak Nur tomorrow."
Hima stopped pushing, instead looking at Nanda with her head broken to the left. "Master gave permission? Ciyus? Dad told you to come here, didn't he?"
Nanda shook the phone in front of Hima, then raised his eyebrows. "She who asked permission to Bu Hartati earlier, so given permission. If Dad were to talk to Bu Har, I would say that Hima was just playing games .. And tomorrow Hima will not come to the house of Mbak Nur."
"Ciyus, Nda ... this ciyus?" Hima looked at Nanda in disbelief until she shook Nda's body vigorously, then hugged her. "Thank you, Nda, very good. Honey there's a lot of trees."
Nanda kneeled down and returned Hima's embrace with an anxious feeling. Inwardly, he still could not believe that this cheerful Hima, had suffered since she was still in the womb. "Together, my dear."
Nanda's voice became hoarse and vibrated as he held back the cry. His heart was touched considering how powerful this Hima was. Alone and not expected. If Hima knew her life story, would she still be this happy?
Hima slowly distanced her body, then looked at Nanda. "Hima must go to bed soon, Nda .. tomorrow leave at dawn."
"If so we pack now let bobo hurry let's not bad luck tomorrow." Nanda pinched Hima's cheek, then escorted Hima to the room.
"Eh, Nda take the phone first, yes .. fear nda call later."
Hima nodded quickly, then let Nanda out after wiping her hair. However, as soon as Nanda came out, Hima immediately locked the door of her room.
"Well, Him .. How is it closed?! Locked anyway?" Nanda banged from the outside, then turned the handle over and over again. Hima laughed a little.
"That's bad with Daddy! Hima can be alone!"
Inside was Cica who was still in the bathroom. He had packed up, even had a toothbrush, because he wanted to go to bed soon so as not to wake up late tomorrow morning. Nur and Cica have agreed to work with him to make Nda a good wife for her father.
Hima ran to the bathroom, looked inside and whispered to Cica who was washing her face. "I've been kicked out, Miss Cica. Our mission is done!"
Cica nodded cheerfully, then hurriedly wiped her face, and carried Hima to the bed. "Anyways, until Nda is declared to have a baby in the belly, the mission is still on the run, got it?!"
"She understands, Boss!" Hima put on a respectful position then laughed cheerfully. Although in his head spinning how can there be a baby in the stomach Nda just by making Nda a good wife.
"Well, adults are complicated! A child is a good child, a big one has to be a good wife, a child a good mother." Hima. Whatever, he doesn't care.
Nanda returned to the room five minutes later. Welcomed by Nuga who did not want to do what prayers. The man was in a position ready to perform the worship. But he didn't ask either, after all he only found out today at nine o'clock in the evening wearing koko and sarong, the title of prayer as well.
He chose to sit on the edge of the bed, turning his back on Nuga's position now. Picking up the phone then scrolling the screen searching social media. This time he looked at the reviews of imported food and fruits, it seemed to be delicious. Even if he doesn't have money. In Nanda's heart giggled.
"Are you sitting there?"
Nanda looked at him quickly because he felt himself being called. Frowning, looking at Nuga questioningly.
"Come ... Take ablution and mukena! We pray together." The water still looked moist soaking up Nuga's face. Some of the fur is stuck in the sideburns and thin whiskers. The face was shady and fresh. Calm when you see it.
Nanda is easy to get along with, happy to say hello, although the response received is often painful. But Nanda never gave up on saying hello again and again.
"What prayer, Om? I prayed Isha' abis Adzan." Nanda stood up, astonished, and a little annoyed. "The eyes are sleepy, should be sleeping, if the ablution again later even say sleepy!"
"You shouldn't sleep! Buruan take ablution ... we must pray the Sunnah before doing it, right? You know that, right?" Nuga got up from the prayer mat, then approached Nanda— keeping the distance.
Nanda's gaze immediately spun upwards, pretending not to know. "Do what?"
"It's our first night, right? Must pray first so that it becomes worship, let it be a blessing and get a reward. Let the devil and demons do not tempt us, so that later if given offspring, so the descendants are shal and pious," explained Nuga.
Nanda shakes. She's panicking. "Om seriously? I'm not pulling, Om still nafs the same me? Are you sure you won't do me the same as me? I am really stranded and blurred! Lots of stretch marks, lots of stains."
Nuga took a breath, then shook his hand to get Nanda to go to the bathroom. "Buruan take ablution ... according to the command of the husband! That's what we'll talk about later."
Nuga's gaze implies that he does not want to be denied again, so Nanda according to the end. Although yes, he was upset. And thumping.
"Om so good .. Rich people starve!" murmured Nanda while walking to the bathroom. As soon as the bathroom door closed, Nanda immediately gave me.
"Huhuhuhu .. Do I really want it the same Om? How am I supposed to do this?" Nanda's trying to find something to protect himself.
"Ah, I have an idea!" Nanda turned out, and faced Nuga. The smile that was originally emanated instantly vanished after meeting Nuga.
Nuga investigated suspiciously, so he stared at Nanda sharply. Until the girl did not dare to return her gaze.
"Om, I'm coming to the moon again, so .. I don't pray!" nanda hesitated, a little afraid. Nuga couldn't possibly know his monthly schedule right?
"What date is it? Usually you have the end of the month! Didn't you ask to transfer the sanitary napkins last night at the test? It was only a few days before you ran away!"
Nanda. Half shocked dead. "Maybe I'm exhausted, stress .. be—"
Nuga straightened his body and crossed his arms. Install the most fierce mode and usually if it is like that .. no more words of apology or mercy.
In Nanda's heart, the alarm of danger was already on. His whole brain was overwhelmed and panicked to save himself. "Om—"
"Tomorrow I'll make sure you can't enter the school, Sacred Firnanda Saktia!"
Nanda's breath ran off somewhere. He had already frozen and died a step. Nuga's gaze and speech horrified him.
"I've been asking for good .. So if your attitude is like this, don't blame me for forcing you!"
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