Heavannas

52. BECAUSE OF NANDA

Ten minutes had passed Zia's mouth had not stopped moving, her eyes closed with pleasure. And don't forget the sweet smile engraved on her lips, every time one mouthful of ice cream managed to land perfectly on her tongue. That cold sensation made him so opiate, occasionally his head nodding along with the sweetness and tenderness. Very invigorating.

Half a cup of ice cream taste strawberry vanilla his favorite was already diving at the bottom of the stomach, but not enough to make Zia's tongue satisfied and willing to stop moving. His tongue continued to wriggle to and fro, trying to melt the half-frozen foam lodged in his mouth. So cool to fight with ice cream, he ignored the big television that lit up in front of him.

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of a bell that was getting hardened, Zia opened her eyes to put on a lazy face. With a heavy heart put the ice cream on the table, then immediately headed for the door to see who was coming. If not something important, maybe Zia will turn the bully into ice cream grains that she will eat in the future.

"Ready-" Zia's words stopped after seeing who came, "Jaka...." Shouting happily, without thinking long Zia immediately took her beloved cat who was in Mr. Didin's arms.

"Sorry Non, I was ordered to deliver Jaka as well as his belongings!" said Mr. Didin while following Zia who walked in.

Her smile expands to see Zia who loves the little cat so much, looks like a mother who loves her child. While the orange cat only put on a plain face that looks very adorable, so Zia reluctantly stopped petting and showering the cat with a kiss.

"His stuff just put it here sir, keep the poo place in..," Zia spread her eyes around looking for the right place, "the bathroom is just that!" His hand pointed to the bathroom not far from the room for guests, a place he thought was more suitable than being placed in his bathroom.

"Yes Miss!" Mr. Didin lifted back the cat's sand and tub to the bathroom he meant.

Fifteen minutes passed Mr. Didin had finished tidying up Jaka's belongings he carried, including the items that were still left in the car. Zia was still playing with Jaka next to the large glass windows that showed tall buildings out there. The living room with a minimalist design was crowded with chatter Zia who was playing with Jaka.

"Have I tidied up all Non Zia, is there anything else lacking?" ask Mr. Didin.

Zia who was chuckling immediately looked up, distracted with a voice that sounded lightly in her ear. The afternoon sunlight that hit Zia's body from the side, showed a silhouette that beautified her face. Coupled with a sweet smile on his lips showed a neat row of his teeth. If he is young, maybe Mr. Didin will also like Zia after seeing the beauty he emits.

What do you think of Didin? Old is old. Do not let your wife and Mr. Zion know, or you will be beheaded alive.

Didin shook his head slightly, slashing all the thoughts of the ngawur that were raging inside his brain. Her first child was already as big as Zia, how could she think of becoming young again. If being young again is not necessarily Zia want, he used to be flat with a dull brown skin that is increasingly scorching due to sunburn. Understandably, Didin comes from a village that is majority of the population dabbling in the agricultural world.

"Sir Didin!" call Zia who somehow since when has stood in front of Mr. Didin. His hands waved in front of his face, trying to resuscitate Didin from his daydream.

"Pak Didin thought what the hell?" ask Zia curiously. Because since then the middle-aged man before him seemed not to listen to his words.

"Oh yes, Miss!" Realizing from his daydream, Didin immediately lowered his head when he saw that Zia was already in front of him. Didin did not know what to do, until lowering his face was the right way to cover up his embarrassment.

"If it's over, Mr. Didin can go home. I don't need anything else!" said Zia with a slightly lowered tone so that Mr. Didin understood.

"Oh good Non, then excuse me!" Mr. Didin bowed for a moment, then hurriedly waltzed away towards the exit.

"Sir Didin, Mr. Didin." Zia just stared at his departure with a face that did not understand, her head shook with a small chuckle.

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The smoke of a hot cup of coffee on the table managed to smash the noses of two guys who were focused on playing games on their phones. Inside the headquarters everyone was silent with a serious look, fixed on the two mobile screens belonging to Heaven and Gala. The two guys are fighting agility in playing games, to be the best.

It has been an agreement before, if you lose the game this time then one of them will drink hot coffee without sugar. For Heaven who likes coffee is not a difficult thing, maybe the taste will only be a little bit bitter than the coffee he used to drink. But for Gala it is not ordinary, because since long ago the guy was very dislike of all kinds of coffee. Especially from the appearance of black coffee it can be ascertained that the taste will be very bitter.

"Come on Gal, come on!" Aldi who was standing behind Gala became excited himself saw him, "don't ampe lo win!" continued.

"Whisper! Do you want to support me? Don't make me tell you to drink coffee later!" Gala, who was in focus, became annoyed himself at the vague remarks of his supporters.

"Hehe sorry Gal, I mean don't let you lose." Aldi scratched his head that was not itchy, while showing his grin.

"The child is one, not very clear. Like half if you want to support," said Taufik. The guy was standing behind Heaven, becoming a loyal supporter along with several others.

"Gal, lose and lose!" reply Heaven with ease.

"I'm not going to let you!" sahut Gala is serious

The game continues, several times unfortunate obstacles transverse in the game Gala. But with his precision and speed, Gala was able to get rid of all those obstacles. Likewise with Heaven, his casual face greatly showed as if there was no burden at all. Maybe if losing was not a problem for Heaven, but it was a problem for a Gala.

Nanda and Agam who had just come felt confused themselves with the state of the headquarters which was quite quiet, not as usual. When the two entered, it was then known to them what was really going on. Arriving near the sofa that is still empty, with laziness Nanda immediately dropped down. While Agam chose to see what game his two best friends were playing.

"Gal, Gal, watch out!" pekik Aldi who has been carried away by the atmosphere of the game.

"Diem Al, diem!" gala's reply was disturbed to make her panic on her own.

"Come on Heav, I'm sure you won!" Taufik and the others also did not lose their frenzy of being loyal supporters of Heaven.

"Why are you guys doing it, it's so noisy!" Nanda looked at his companions with half-opened eyelids, but the view stopped on the hot coffee before him.

"What a coincidence, I'm so sleepy!" Without a cue Nanda grabbed the coffee, making everyone surprised to see him who was about to drink the bitter coffee.

"Eh Nan, that-" Aldi's words hung when he saw Nanda had already sipped bitter coffee made it.

Instantly Nanda rounded his eyes, shortly after the coffee had successfully touched his tongue. While accidentally some percent has entered and stuck in the esophagus. It felt so. ah could not be explained with words, there was only a very bitter word that now filled the contents of his brain.

Byurrs...

"The ant! This is coffee, what is the reality of life? Bittersweet, huekk...!"

Nanda threw away the cup of coffee carelessly, it was clear that the mounting coffee grounds were still firmly attached to the cup. His tongue kept moving out, trying to throw off the still-very-feel coffee flavor throughout his oral cavity. Now not only did his drowsiness disappear, but perhaps his life would also disappear from feeling that bitterness.

"Eat him if you want anything do not just take, a very habit. You can eat five spoons of black coffee!" aldi laughed with satisfaction.

"Lo give me five spoons Al?" gala asked in surprise. While Aldi with his grin just nodded his ass, then chuckled.

"Huft good thing you have, Nan!" Gala stroked the chest in relief, having survived the bitter coffee.

"Lucky nutmeg lo! This is not coffee, but coffee grounds. Crazy times yes, make five spoons of coffee!" Nanda grumbled while removing the bitter taste from his mouth, then took the drink back.

Instantly everyone's laughter filled the entire room, watching Nanda's face turn red in an instant. The deal previously agreed has now failed only because Nanda was willing to throw away the coffee. Heaven had already dropped his phone, staring at Nanda with a slab of inexhaustibility. While Gala was sighing in relief, because the ridiculous deal had now been cancelled.

"Why the rame-rame, abis ketawain what are you on?" Kenzo who had just come with several other friends to the amazement of seeing everyone laughing loosely, even until someone was sitting so limp laughing at Nanda just now.

"Occasionally there is no morality, the turn of the temen themselves suffer aja twilight for mercy!" pissed Nanda. Come with a sour face, bring a drink that has been mixed with syrup. At least the drink can eliminate the traces of coffee that is still attached to his tongue.

"There are all of you!" Kenzo can only shake his head at the behavior of all his friends, then sit on an empty sofa.

"Heav, you are challenged by the same race as Regha later Malem. No dateng?" asked Kenzo to give the newly obtained information.

"Not ah my males," replied Heaven. He leaned back his body and closed his eyes.

"Oath you do not follow Heav, usually you are the most spirit fighting skills race lo!" nanda said excitedly, "What a not-don't...."

"Don't-don't what?" ask Heaven. A little nyolot to see the look of annoying Nanda who is putting on a full face search.

"Do you have an appointment with the boss?"

"Not to go!"

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