
The next day....
Shy but willing, that's the right word to describe the mood of the two people who all day just throw a smile at each other without talking to each other. Making the boy who was in the middle of them so confused.
"Feeling father and mother from earlier diem-dieman! Why Yah? Why Bun? You guys fighting again? " ask Raka critically.
"No! We are nothing anymore! Not too, " replied Nandita.
Zidan just smiled.
Raka looked back at her mother and father. Still with a suspicious look of course.
"Why?" ask Zidan.
"Come, Daddy's the same Mother weird." Raka began to refocus her gaze on the laptop that was in front of her.
"What a weird thing? From now on Mother just silently," replied Nandita.
"Even if Mother is silent, it means that there is another problem! Why, Bun? Daddy pissed Mommy off again?" cecar Raka's. Like a father to his son.
"No! Dad's not naughty. I became a good boy today. Isn't that Bun?" reply Zidan, do not forget this man also asked for Nandita's defense.
"But, ask for defense. Where does Mother know!" nandita replied. Because in fact, he became this kind of a rattling because of Zidan's frown.
"Oh, what kind of mother?" timpal Zidan while pinching the spoiled arm of Nandita.
"Ih, sick, Dad. What the hell!" reply Nandita, spontaneously this ayu woman also returned the pinch with a spoiled punch also on Zidan's thigh. A smile suddenly rose between the two. Making this handsome boy can only shake his head because he thinks his parents are very strange.
"Alright if there is no problem between the father and mother. Raka to the room first Yeah Dad. Raka must learn. Tomorrow Raka has an online exam" replied the handsome boy, carrying his laptop.
Zidan as a good father is impossible to forbid. This man willingly allowed the son to return to the room first.
Zidan was ordinary, but different from Nandita who looked clumsy and uncomfortable. This woman was wrong from earlier. It's not comfortable being around Zidan. Yes, he is ashamed.
"Feed, Bun. Kan Mommy who wanted earlier, buy it far loh! Poor Eman, tired of nyariin," said Zidan pleasantries. While Nandita only answered yes while hiding her smile.
"Why did Mother smile? Something funny, Bun?" zidan asked while looking funny at Nandita.
"What the hell! Don't look mulu ah, shame!" nandita answered while pushing Zidan's chest. Not to get too close to him.
"From now on I'm here, the feeling doesn't matter. Why is it embarrassing now?" ask Zidan while playing the child's hair on the lover's forehead.
"Just embarrassed, it's there!" nandita answered, but did not refuse when Zidan's hand played the children's hair.
"Tomorrow I'll go home first. I want to go to Jakarta on a weekly basis. No one's house is guarding!" nandita asked for permission.
"okay! No problem!" answer Zidan.
"Don't miss! You are still forbidden from getting out of this place!" nandita said again.
"Yes, you can't leave the apartment before you can hear from Dion" replied Nandita.
"Oh my God, that weird kid again! Napa anyway? No Mommy no Raka, it's the same boy!" gerutu Zidan was upset. Nandita just smiled. For he knew Zidan was not earnest in his words.
"This is for your safety my future priest. Please obey! Please believe in Dion, he must have thought of the bad for you" said Nandita, this time this woman is serious. Zidan himself understood the truth. But it was undeniable that in his heart was terbesit suspicious for his assistant. Where there's an assistant so protective. Even arrange the boss, so that this and so. It can't be this and it can't be that.
"God! Dion again Dion again. Dion continues. Equally, Raka too, who is called always om Dion. It's the same Mother, Dion again, Dion again. You guys are very much the same assistant. There's nothing else like that Bun?" Zidan pouted. Nandita laughed
comically. Because Zidan is very similar to Raka if it pouts so.
"Why are you laughing, what's so funny?" asked Zidan while glancing in annoyance towards Nandita .
"You are adorable, very similar to Raka," Nandita replied honestly.
"really?" Zidan shifted his sitting position, in order to get closer to Nandita.
"He um!" Nandita was still unsuspecting, if this man beside her had any ulterior intentions.
"Did you look like Raka?" ask this guy again. She moved her body closer to Nandita. This time Nandita only realized that the man next to her was getting naughty. He also followed her body. But too late, Zidan had already blocked his waist. Of course, Nandita could not escape.
Zidan is a grown man with a passion. Especially for the woman who now has her heart. With full of gentleness, this man also stroked the cheek of the woman. Nandita doesn't know what to do. Because, to be honest, his heart is beating faster than usual. Nandita is nervous, her body is cold hot.
"Zidan don't be like this!" pinta Nandita is soft. His voice sounded trembling.
Zidan knew, from the voice, Nandita must be a dilemma. Between want and not. But Zidan didn't care, he wanted to. Want to kiss the lips of the woman who always makes her heart flowery. Slowly but surely, Zidan was about to bring his lips closer to the lips of this beautiful woman.
But alas, just a second the lips were stuck, the sound of a bell rang. No doubt they both have wrong behavior. Close your eyes, disappointed. Disappointed at not being able to deliver what they want.
Who the hell is bothering you! grumbled Zidan in heart. Nandita, who knew that Zidan was upset, just smiled.
"Who the hell?" asked Zidan as he moved from his seat. Nandita just smiled. It turns out Zidan could be upset too. Man without expression according to Nandita. Not only Nandita, even people who know Zidan also often said that the man had been quiet, without expression.
A second later the bell rang. Makes Zidan upset again. "Yes, hold on, my gosh!" zidan said as he stepped closer to the door. While Nandita followed Zidan's steps closer to the door.
Zidan and Nandita forget to look at the monitor that usually captures the faces of guests who come. Without waiting, they opened the door.
"Who are you looking for?" zidan asked the two guests who were right in front of him at this moment.
The two people instead looked at Zidan with hostile gazes. It makes Zidan confused.
"Who's Dad?" ask Nandita. Then Nandita loosened her head to see who was coming.
How surprised this lady. The one who came was his parents. Both parents are greatly missed. However, their meeting this time seemed gripping. Because they both looked at Nandita, like not a longing gaze. Except the look of hatred.
Seriate.....