My Husband's Second Marriage
S2. RI'S. Bab123s. Stalker Man

Nita stuck out her tongue to go inside again. While Indra was crouching to wipe his calf.

Nita will approach Ana, and also Andri who is in the living room. But accidentally Nita listened to their words to make him stop his steps.

"You, why the hell, sir, don't let me tell Miss Nita," said Ana, dislike Andi's decision.

The man held onto Ana's shoulder gently soothing his wife.

"Let them finish their business. We have no right to interfere, ma'am. Let's go back, '" Andi told his wife.

Nita's heart was warmed when she saw the harmony of the Ana household. This small house is peaceful, although not too luxurious. Nita inhaled as much oxygen as she felt that what was there was really rare.

He began to recline his butt to continue his missed lunch. Indra sat across from Nita.

"Tumben's not stopping?"

"Eat first, I also need energy to wake up your shifting brain."

Indra took the centong to bring the rice. Before he put it on the plate, he sniffed it over and over again.

"Why does it smell like this?" ask Indra curiously. He felt this rice was different from what he had been eating all along.

Nita did not respond for now, considering she was still chewing her food. After his chewing toilet went into the esophagus he immediately replied.

"This is called liwet rice. Rice that if cooked use a little oil, salt, royko, greetings, and betel."

"What's this called?" Indra brought back something she didn't know. Nita looked over at it and was still chewing her food.

"It's called salty, delicious." Nita paused her speech. He explained everything that was there.

"This is the name, lalab cassava leaves. You know cassava doesn't? If I say it's delicious, yes, but he said for those who have darting disease do not eat."

"This is called sambal terasi." While poking the sambal and put into the mouth of Indra.

"Enough explanation. I'm not a waiter, if you ask a lot I'll ask Ms. Ana, to expel you. It's really troublesome," Nita murmured with her lips pursed.

Indra also brought one by one the food. He hesitated to put it in his mouth. But after entering in the mouth he felt addicted to the rice he brought the toilet was not visible.

Nita smiled faintly at the man eating it voraciously.

"I just ate, this strange food," muttered Indra, Nita's eyebrows turned. Strange food? he really is a rich man, not like himself.

Nita often ate it first during college, while celebrating something her friends chose with rice liwet. Because not all of his friends are from among his own.

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Nita began to walk around Ana's house, Ana's house surrounded by rice fields with waving rice plants. Moreover, the sunny weather and also a pleasant view in the eyes make it feel calm.

"Go, or I'll push you muddy." Nita's eyeballs point down which there are rice plants. Indra followed Nita's eyes and looked back at Nita.

"No problem" he answered flatly. Nita twists lazy eyeball. He was very upset with Indra.

Nita also prefers to step back, letting Indra follow her. He tried to ignore Indra, not wanting to bother with her existence. He wants to enjoy these times.

"You are beautiful, exposed to orange rays that begin to set," said Indra. Nita is still silent reluctant to reply Indra's throw.

Indra, who was walking beside him, now began to switch in front of Nita. Nita who was originally looking ahead chose to turn her gaze towards the side.

"Say, Mr. Andi here a lot of Miss Nita's tours." Nita is still holding her mouth tight.

"But only cafes are in the wild like that he said, we can come if you want to visit him Miss. Don't ruin my vacation, tomorrow night I have to go home. I was willing to come and ignore a pile of my work" Indra said at length. Nita flicked her steps looking at Indra with a sharp look, her hands folding under her chest.

"Who brought me here! You came by yourself, I didn't invite you! so I should have said that, it's your amnesia!" exclaim Nita with ketus. He stomped his feet feeling annoyed by Indra's words.

Indra's hand that he had put in his pants pocket began to lift and cupped his hand, apologizing for making the woman's mood bad.

"Wouldn't your wedding be starting in a few weeks, you should be busy preparing it instead of coming here" Nita sneered at her throbbing temple. What about Kia's thinking?

Ah, really Nita can not string words to give an explanation to Kia later when the man was found to come after her so far.

"Trust me, everything will be fine. Although I'm here Kia won't scold you," Indra said, she can share Nita's current worries. Actually Indra did not want to make it into a lot of thoughts.

He could have let Nita on vacation, for a few days without her. But Indra could not miss a second without feeling his presence.

"That's fine you said!" Nita pushes Indra's body, though the man does not shift at all. "What will people say, Oh my God, what is my fault. My status is not wrong. But this shameless man is wrong." Nita still gave Indra an unhappy look.

"Then if I'm not getting married .. will you have no problem if I do this?" indra's question could make Nita wrong.

"Well, it's true that Gesrek's a man. Move over!" exclaim Nita chose to leave rather than answer Indra's question. He himself was confused by his feelings.

She misplanted this feeling, she was too naive to say the man would be serious to her. However, he was reminded of Kia's future, what if Indra's behavior continued when she was married? isn't Kia gonna get hurt?

Nita flicked her steps and started running to chase after Indra, after being close she immediately blocked Indra's fingers for the man to stop.

Indra gasped, then blinked his eyes in disbelief. It turned out that Nita had the initiative to hold her hand. It felt like he wanted to kiss the back of the woman's hand.

With a bright smile, his brain began to work on teasing Nita.

"Newly a few steps Miss, we parted ways. Why do you become aggressive like this. Just realized you can't get away from me,"

Nita snorted and tried to release the links of their fingers. However, Indra even more tightly held it.

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