Dilemma of Marriage Left

Chapter 31

Nila got out of the taxi car right in front of her yard. Not to forget he brought 2 large paperbags. One contains a dress and the other a variety of cakes and cakes that he bought after from the boutique earlier.

"So much, where are you with Tiva?" Nila looked at the time on her watch. "It should be at this hour Tiva is also at home ... There's a car, but there's no Tiva motor." He was curious and finally set foot on the porch of the house. Unfortunately, the house was locked. Nila also took the initiative to contact her mother.

"Hello Nila? What was? Tumben once a phone call in the afternoon, did you come home from work?"

"Yes Mom. Where's Mom, by the way?"

"Oh Mother again to your aunt's house, help. The day after the first child wants to get married."

"Now long time, ma'am?" Nila was a little agitated. Considering he has to leave in about three hours.

"Not knowing either. Why Nila?"

Nila exhaled as well. "If this is how you want to tell me if I'm at home. Instead of coming late to the event continues to be scolded by Mr. Fatan, you can not imagine me," he said in his heart.

"Nila?"

"Oh yes Ma'am, Nila's home. You can go home now, right? The door is locked."

"Gosh, I thought you were in the apartment. Tiva's not home?"

"There is no Mom. There's no motor either."

"Where else is the child, not at home once. I'm home now."

"Yes ma'am, be careful."

After the phone call ended, Nila was sitting on the chair on the terrace of her house. His memory returns to the past with his father.

During school days, he and his father often spent the afternoon together on the terrace while telling what activities he had been through during school. Nila smiled bitterly as she remembered that. Unfortunately, my father is no longer in this world.

About his father's case yesterday. Nila was relieved because Dany had been caught and sentenced to death. Vinda and Yunadi have been sentenced to twelve years in prison.

During the trial some time ago, Nila was unable to attend because she was indeed very busy. As a result only represented his mother and Lativa, the younger brother. Justice is on his side. Because Vinda was still a wife of Bayu at that time, so the loss that must be paid becomes the responsibility of Bayu.

But after the verdict ended, a few days later Winda and Bayu went up to the green table again for their divorce proceedings. Bayu officially became a widower and at the same time his mother entered the hospital again. That's a piece of the story that Nila heard through her mother by phone.

While he was stunned, a hand patted his shoulder. Nila flinched then turned her head to look at the person who had been standing next to her for some time.

"Well, you been here a long time?"

"Eh Mother ... Yeah about fifteen minutes ago." Nila stood up and hugged her mother. "How are you doing, Mom? Healthy?" tanyanya.

"Well done. You didn't say you wanted to go home! Know that I'm masakin your favorite food," his mother said as she let go of their embrace.

"Sorry Mom. Nila wants a surprise. Failed to!" lamented the woman.

"Wait ... " The mother accidentally saw the paperbag below. "What are you carrying? How big the package is!"

"This is a dress and the only gift for Mom."

"Jeez, what's Nila's dress? A wedding?" sahut.

"Yes! Not dong Bu. So later tonight Nila wants to come to the company event in Jakarta for 2 days. That's why Nila came home .." explained the woman. "I'm afraid of the surprise of Mother" she complained in a soft voice.

His mother chuckled too. "Don't fail. You've made me shocked to know say it's home. Just so you know yes, I was confused to go home there is nothing anterin. Eh fortunately already in front of the gate, there is his son uncle came. Yes, I asked her to help me get Mom to come home."

"Loh, uncle's son? Delisa meant Mom? Didn't he just graduate from elementary school?" Nila tried to think hard

"Not him, but his adopted son. I just saw, she's your age."

"Yes, come on in!"

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A few hours later. Nila was ready to go to the company event. The maroon-colored dress contrasts sharply with her white skin. Her body looks fuller and sexy. Coupled with heels as high as 10 centi meters, Nila increasingly looks like a model that is ready to wander on the catwalk.

No need to go to the salon, because Nila has issued a pent-up skill polishing her face. As a result, he can too. It's just that part of his long hair was intentionally left beautifully scattered.

When he left the room, his phone rang. Nila opened the clutch bag and took out the rectangular flat object.

"Well! Mr. Fatan's phone. What's up, huh?" he muttered and turned around.

"Hello Sir."

"Nila, can you pick me up? The driver who was supposed to pick us up couldn't even come he said. You have a car, right?"

"Where is Pak Fatan? Shareloc to me yes sir."

Shortly thereafter Nila gets a message from Fatan.

"Is my message coming in?"

"Udah Sir. I'm going there now!"

After the phone call ended, Nila went straight out of the room and looked for her mother's whereabouts.

"Bu, Mommy ... " Nila searched the whole room and then she heard a voice from the kitchen. He also approached immediately. It turned out that his mother had just finished cooking for dinner. "Mom, Nila want to use a car? You see, Nila's boss said that the office driver who should have picked up was unlucky."

"Where do you want to use Nila's car?"

"Any car, Mom."

"Oh, yeah be careful. The key is in Mom's room." Nila immediately turned around and headed for her mother's room. "In hanger!" exclaim that middle-aged woman.

Not wanting to make Fatan wait a long time, Nila just heated up her car engine for a bit. Plus the clothes he was wearing right now were very inflexible for driving. Nila opened her shoes.

It only took ten minutes, Nila arrived at the boutique that Fatan had told her about before. However, the woman did not see the existence of Fatan outside the boutique.

"Call me to go out on your own. Says she's the princess to be picked up and put in a horse-drawn carriage?" Nila monologue. Both thumbs cleverly type the name 'Fatan Boss' on the contact search on his phone, then click the phone handle-shaped icon to make a call.

"Hello? You where? Haven't you been?" smirk Fatan sounded uncomfortable in Nila's ear.

"I'm in front of the shop, sir. But how come there's no Fatan?"

"Yes! I'm inside." The longer it sounds. But Nila ignored that.

"I wait, sir" said Nila casually.

Shortly after the call ended, Nila saw Fatan coming out of the boutique with a hostile look. Without a word to say, Fatan went inside and sat in the back passenger seat and closed the door again quite tight.

Nila went to great lengths to swallow her saliva while making her mind.

"Hard especially this boss? Is his face so?"

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