HANDICAPPED GIRL
25 GC
"Lo know where Nia is?" as usual this afternoon Dirga suddenly stopped by the Bara office. There was no prior confirmation. Good thing Bara was busy with work and Geby today did not enter the permit, with the reason not feeling well. If as usual, maybe the deeds of Bara and Geby will be caught.
Dirga's arrival this time is to find out the whereabouts of Nia. He was sure to get information from Bara, because Nia worked as a babu at his best friend's house. It could be that right now, Nia is in Bara's apartment, that's how she thinks.
Bara was sitting on foot, his gaze was straight full of probing towards Dirga who was sitting across from his desk. Not directly answering, Bara's sneaky brain is filled with questions. Tumben Dirga came looking for Nia? Didn't you know that Dirga doesn't like Nia? Or Nia's sudden departure has something to do with Dirga. "Now I'm the same Lo, what business do you have with Nia?" bara's gaze squinted sharply as if skinning Dirga's heart.
"Seriously I nanyak, why even Lo who returned a lot?" dirga was impatient.
Bara laughed discordantly, between laughing also regretted Dirga's attitude that seemed platonic and stupid.
"Seriously I answer" Bara replied casually as she stroked her chin.
"Please Bar!" please Dirga.
"Gue didn't know" Bara replied briefly and got up from his seat of greatness. He walked towards the transparent glass that displayed the skyscrapers. Both hands are put in the pants pocket. He stood back to Dirga.
Dirga got up, the line approached towards Bara standing at this time. "Only Lo can help me. I need to know where Nia is right now" Dirga stared straight at the tall buildings in the glass.
Bara looked at Dirga who was standing at the side holding his hands on his chest. "Now I'm serious about going to Lo, what business do you have to do with Nia? The tumben? Don't you like him?"
Dirga took a deep breath, then exhaled violently, he returned Bara's gaze, "There is something I must account to Nia. I've done fatal things to him"
"Whatt? Mean Lo?" bara's brain directly leads to it, but rationally tries to resist. Bara believes Nia is not a woman like women in general who likes to sue themselves for whatever it is. Hence first seeing Nia, Bara intends to ensnare her so that indirectly he can have Nia.
"Gue has already corrupted Nia" those words smoothly came out of Dirga's mouth, unhindered but full of regret.
Deg ....
Bara's heart seemed to escape from his nest. Still don't want to believe what he just heard. But Dirga's speech just now was able to make Bara afraid.
"Lo's kidding, right....?" Bara laughed insipidly trying to amuse herself. His gaze was still carefully reading the seriousness of Dirga.
"Gue seriously, so I must quickly find Nia. You can help me, right...?"
It was not a yes that Dirga received, but rather a mental bogem, landing as fast as lightning struck his right cheek.
Bugs......
"Damn....! Anj..! Why should Nia ha...!" bara snapped not accept. The strength of Bara's fist made Dirga slightly backward. "Lo can play as much as Geby, or any other naughty woman, why must that innocent girl that Lo broke!" bara's snapping full of anger.
"If I had known, I would never have told you! Won't!" said Bara full of emotion in the follow of the head. Afterwards he went straight out of the room, slamming the door rudely, leaving Dirga who was astonished by his attitude. Because the Bara Dirga know, the cuckiest person, never mind who he has a relationship with ****. It was even Bara who taught Dirga **** before marriage. But now that Dirga saw, Bara hated her so much. As if there were two coats in the same body.
***
Week pass. Nia is trying to adjust to the new environment, as well as being as strong as the soul accepts the destiny that has been outlined for her. It has been three days anyway, Nia tried her luck to scavenge a little sustenance to connect life, by selling breakfast on the porch of the house.
Thank God, from the first day, the sale was selling well. There, chicken porridge, yellow rice, nasi uduk and fried rice that he sells. This selling idea came up on Nia's second day there. Where that morning he intended to buy breakfast to prop up the stomach in the morning, unfortunately he did not find a breakfast seller at the place where he lived. There are selling, only a very far distance from where Nia lives. There is no harm in Nia trying to sell, who knows how to sell, and it turns out that it is true, the sustenance is there.
"Have the sale ended?" buk Fatimah sat in a wheelchair, coming over to Nia who was busy packing the former sales that were held on the table.
"Alhamdulillah, it's already buk" Nia looked back, looking at the Fatimah buk sitting in a wheelchair. "It looks like tomorrow Nia wants to increase the portion of sales, because of the popularity of many who do not share. It's only eight o'clock at the end of everything" Nia's story enthusiastically. There is happiness there.
"Alhamdulillah"
"He Buk, this is also thanks to mother's prayer" added Nia again. Nia packed the goods back on the table.
"Lho...., how did you pack? Are you out of sales?" Abrar who had just finished jogging, intended to have breakfast at Nia's place. Unfortunately, until there Nia had packed the sale.
"Sister Abrar came bad luck, if you want to have breakfast in the morning already in boking, let's not run out" said Nia while chuckling. Fatimah Buk is the same. It's funny to see Abrar's pathetic face. Abrar who put on a sad face looks like a child who failed to be rewarded.
"So he wanted early here, unfortunately fitting seen here crowded continue, so choose jogging first, eat later. E...., you know you're out" Abrar rubbed his nape with one hand.
"Udah.., brother Abrar do not masang look sad that dong...! Today Nia is kind, this is.....Nia give free to brother Abrar" Nia thrust a plate of rice sitting in front of Abrar.
A happy beam radiated suddenly. With great joy Abrar received a dish containing nia's nuduk rice that intrigued Abrar's taste. "Alhamdulillah..., the sustenance of a future husband of righteousness" said Abrar origin who provoked laughter Buk Fatimah also Nia. "Thank you Nia has the same attention Abrar" he said back to PDan.
A week neighbors with Abrar, a little as making a book Fatimah and Nia know the figure of Abrar who likes Joc. It's less legitimate that Abrar isn't joking. There must be.., his behavior that invites laughter.
"Either. Brother Abrar wants to eat here, what brings him home?"
"In any case, eat at Nia's dinner table, can you buk...?" tby Abrar in Fatimah's book.
"Please....! Do not need to permit everything, consider this house like the home of Abrar's own son" said Buk Fatimah sincerely. He already thinks of Abrar as his own son. Nia smiled at her mother's words.
"If so, here! As compensation let the brother who wired all this into. Nia just bring this to the dining table!" Abrar put the rice back into Nia's hands, while he began to busy composing all the pots and others. Transporting used sales into the home. Abrar's face filled the flower garden, his smile beating the blooming rose. To make anyone who sees, to be fascinated, I am fascinated.
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