
Saddam saw Nindya leave, the girl got out of the car and got into the house without looking back.
"His determination is very strong."
Saddam muttered, with a cliche smile.
Then Saddam turned his car around and left.
While in the village, the news about Nindya who did not come home for a few days has reached everywhere.
And today the neighbors of Nindya witnessed for themselves with their eyes that Nindya came home with a man in a car.
They watched how the girl got down from inside the luxury car.
When Nindya went into the house, and Saddam was gone, the neighbors in particular the mothers started whispering to each other, their expressions clashing, their faces giving each other codes, especially if they were not gossiping.
"Well, it's really a yu man's mistress...."
Said a neighbor of Nindya who was holding her grandson while patting the other mothers on the shoulder.
"Amit-amit."
Other mothers.
"Luckily, the child's laras isn't really like that."
Said Ibu Laras chiming.
"Bosen lives poor kali yu..."
The other mother again spoke in a mocking tone.
Then they all laughed. Shouting, Scornful, and merciless insult.
The mothers were always gathered at Dino's house, they always gossiped about anyone, and now it was Nindya's turn that the news was hot.
Dino also saw how Nindya the idol of some days did not come home and now among a man in a car began to feel hatred for Nindya's behavior which in other words was very cheap.
Nindya thinks the gossip will soon subside and then disappear, but the more hot the day, someone deliberately gave the spice to look Nindya become a woman who is not right.
Severe now Nindya family into a family that in the kucil right in his village.
"Sir, yesterday when you ndak at home there are people who nganter your motorbike, he said out of service."
"Neighbors see a lot, and ask the bike, the people don't exist."
Said Amak Nindya, and suddenly he stopped telling stories.
"Continue?"
Nindya Urge.
"It turns out it was Dino's friend."
Imbuh.
"So, sir Saddam also came, help the same musty behind making bricks, ask permission if you want to invite you to make an event at his house, Madam Sri heard maybe he told stories with neighbors."
"Let's just mak, Nindya does not care about their words, the important thing is not to believe the same Nindya. That's enough."
Said Nindya finishing her meal and then she went back into the room.
It had been a few days and Saddam was no longer in contact with Nindya, the girl was also busy working in her factory, because he skipped a few days, Nindya was sanctioned with a pay cut and the penalty of working for a week without pay at all.
But this time Nindya took the biggest decision of her life, the girl was already at the point of giving up, the new division was not Nindya field, as hard as Nindya tried still he was not able to.
Especially now plus some sanctions are quite heavy for Nindya.
Humans are created with their own limitations and skills and intelligence, and Nindya is at the stage of being enough to continue working in a place that she cannot handle.
The day that Nindya gave her resignation letter arrived, the girl gave her resignation letter to the finishing division supervisor and at that time she would leave the factory which had given her a lot of lessons.
From there Nindya could buy a motorcycle and give money to both parents.
After Nindya said goodbye, Nindya went to ride her motorcycle somewhere to calm down.
He was at the cafe, where he first met Saddam.
Nindya sat in seat no.8 and ordered avocado juice.
After the order came Nindya still saw the rice fields that saw many birds flying around on it.
"I have to give it back, and end it all, I don't want him to bring more trouble into my life, but before that I have to find a job and make money first."
Nindya.
"If you don't have money, how can you change money
that shitty guy."
Nindya laughed at how strange Saddam who had just met had bought her an expensive phone.
It was getting late and Nindya had returned to her house, the girl then lay down on her hard bed. Not how long the rampage came.
"Sir, I'm home."
Ask tantamum.
"Yes, there is no work in the factory."
Nindya said she was lying.
But it is not rampant if you do not know the character of the only girl.
But his mind chose to be silent, he knew now his son was an adult and certainly understood how to behave and act.
"Eat first nduk, amak fried tempeh equally make sambel, amak down first."
His words slightly screamed fearfully Nindya did not hear, and while leaving Nindya who was still sleeping tilted her body to her back against the open door of the room and that was where her rampage stood.
"Yes, then..."
Answer Nindya lethargic.
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Lazy morning for Nindya, several years in progress the girl always woke up early and left for her heavy workplace.
But this time after the dawn prayer the girl went back to sleep and enjoyed a relaxing day, although for a moment he was reflexive to take a shower and prepare to go to work but realized when he saw some envelopes containing a CV about him that he made last night.
And today Nindya will surround the city to find work, whatever her salary for Nindya does not matter. After bathing and preparing, and grooming just because at its base without any polish Nindya already looks beautiful. Then the girl put 5 brown envelopes containing her CV into the bag.
"Okay, as I was going around town and applying for a job, I had to get my spirit back, open up a new chapter and focus on my goal from the start, pay off my bad and musty debts."
Says Nindya shrewdly reassured herself.
When Nindya came out of the house, it was seen early in the morning the housewives had gathered and strangely when Nindya wanted to say hello, they all turned their faces away and seemed to not care.
"Morning is sin."
Nindya said softly and softly.
In the spirit of riding a motorcycle and wearing his helmet, Nindya drove until noon and until the afternoon, stopping at the factory one to the other factory to ask if it needed employees.
From morning until noon, Nindya had stopped at several places that she thought were suitable, but all of them said that there were no job openings.
5 map envelope containing cv is still intact, at that time Nindya was cut off to rest for a while to drink, Nindya, the girl was sitting on the sidelines with a bottle of mineral water that she had brought from home.
Nindya parked her motorbike right next to her and she sat down on the side of the field bar under a shady tree, where several men were running.
"Running around during the day, hot like this, are they as unemployed as I am."
Nindya said softly and sipped her drinking water again.
When the men ran around the field, there was a man who was always concerned about Nindya, after how many minutes it lasted the man approached Nindya.
"Nindya yes."
Ask the man.
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~connect~