Destiny Love Nirmala
Lunch Boxes
In one corner of the building where new students participate in orientation period activities. A girl who had beautiful eyes, sat cross-legged on the floor. He took out the lunch box from inside his backpack. Seemed pias lips twitching, reciting a prayer to the Provider.
The girl ate lunch with great pleasure. It was seen that he was very hungry because since morning his stomach was empty and filled with nothing. Spotlight after spotlight looking one eye. However, he did not care what other people responded to him.
"Eh, there's another poor girl eating a leggings. Can't buy meat, right?" the lips of a woman disturbed Nirmala's calm. He tapped the food container until it fell, leaving all the contents inside scattered on the floor. "Ups...sorry, I did it on purpose!! he said again while covering his mouth using his palm.
Nirmala blocked as if she wanted to swallow the woman in front of her. "What are you doing, Nala? Look, 'cause you're rice it's redundant!"
Nala bows her body. "It's none of my business, want it's a rice cake, want it's rice I inject-inject cake. Importantly, I want to see that pretentious loe face, crying...!"
Nirmala suddenly stood up and her hands floated lightly over her twin cheeks. "You're becoming more and more uncivilized, Nala! What are you proud of, pretty face? Sexy body? But what a pity, your behavior is not worth your physical appearance!"
"Loe said what, huh?!" Nala wanted to avenge her sister's treatment with a slap. Nirmala spurned and fended off Nala's hand from hurting her.
"Don't fuck with me, Nala! I've been quiet all this time and keep giving up, but you're getting more and more!" nirmala's wrath hit Nala's shoulder to return to her seat.
Nala did not accept Nirmala's treatment. He screeched in annoyance and threw a tumbler containing drinking water at the head of the younger brother. The veiled girl groaned in pain, provoking the attention of some people who were originally busy with their respective affairs, now turning towards her to find out what happened.
Nirmala turned and picked up the tumbler and threw it back at the owner. The object containing drinking water hit Nala's instep, she complained of pain while rummaging to make a mock for the sake of making.
"Damn loe, Nirmala! Just be careful, I'll make the same calculation loe!" threatening Nala scares, so that the courage of her sister shrinks.
"Who's afraid?!" challenge Nirmala to take the threat of her twin brother lightly.
"Loe nantangin me? I'm your senior at the college. So, you new kid don't have to worry!!" nala shouted her anger was getting ignited.
Everyone flocked to approach, then stared alternately at the two women who were standing in tension. Their forehead shriveled because the second level was like a betel on the two sides. The building that was not so rowdy at first, was currently boisterous at once because they questioned the matter of what happened between the two women.
"What are you doing gathering here, huh...? Get back to where you are right now!!"
Luckily the BEM chairman arrived on time, making the room safe and secure again controlled and conducive. A firm and zero tolerance attitude for anyone who does the mess, makes it very respected by all circles. Therefore, with just a single jolt, he was able to cause an arrogant woman like Nala to slam-ketir and be unable to resist.
"Get out!!" throw Bara at the girl he recognizes as the culprit of trouble. "Never enter this building again because you do not have the slightest rights, Nala Susanto!"
Nala exited the building and Bara resumed orientation activities until three in the afternoon. All OSEK participants felt tired because the activities they participated in were not only brain and mental sharpening. But also, train physical strength and activities that drain energy.
"Alright you freshmen brothers, today's orientation activity has been completed. We meet again tomorrow, but remember! No one comes late again. Because later the punishment will be directly given by me and will certainly be heavier!" Bara glanced towards Nirmala with a hostile look.
"Ready, Brother...!" answer everyone simultaneously. One by one they left the hall in an orderly manner without jostling. The room was crowded, suddenly quiet.
Nirmala turned her head for a moment towards Bara, but the young man did not even glance at her. Nirmala's mind was in control, questions arose in the mind because the man suddenly seemed not to recognize him. "What's wrong with Bara? Why did his attitude turn 180 degrees in the blink of an eye as if he didn't recognize me?!"
Nirmala continued to wonder in her heart at the sudden different movement of Bara's practice. But, in the end he did not want to bother, because there are still many more important matters than thinking about men who are nobody.
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At five o'clock in the afternoon, Nirmala had reached home. He felt unsettled because the prayer time was almost over. The girl put on her original motorbike and hurriedly walked into the house. Nirmala did not notice that Arman was waiting for her return, she walked straight up the stairs, ignoring the father.
"Heh, where are you going to the hen?!" reprimanding Arman pulled Nirmala's veil to the point that the girl looked up because her head was also pulled back. "Maen howl, don't you see me standing here?" added again.
Nirmala tried to release Arman's grip on her hijab and said in a soft voice. "Pa, Mala please remove Mala's veil. Pain, Pa...."
"Oh, is it sick?" Arman strengthened his grip resulting in Nirmala's esophagus being choked by her own veil. "Loe was on campus embarrassed by my son? I'm pretentious heroine loe yes now, stay hitchhiking at my house just use belagu!" cibir Arman as if Nirmala was not his daughter either.
Nirmala closed her eyes as her breathing became more and more restricted. Arman loosened his hand because he realized that Nirmala's defense had weakened. He pushed Nirmala's back without the slightest bit of mercy. "Sana loe to the room, I males look loe face. Once again I'm horrified by my son, look at the consequences!!"
Nirmala, who was very tired, did not want to make up Arman's words and chose to pull her legs as quickly as possible from the presence of the man called papa. Walk with wide steps and rush into the room and then lock tightly.
"O Allah, when will my suffering end?"
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...Sorry, two days ago it wasn't up. Hopefully after this can be consistent again up with regular 🙏🙏...
