
Nurwa entered the kitchen. Rinjani turns her back, busy with her activities of cooking her favorite eggs.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" ask Nurwa. Greeting with a smile.
Rinjani looked at him for a moment. Smiling then shaking his head. "It's almost done" he answered. "Day just drain."
Rinjani turned off the stove in front of her. "Mbak Nurwa please get me that plate!" Rinjani. He pointed at the plate that was inside the dish shelf.
Nurwa nodded her head. Take the plate according to Rinjani's orders.
"By the way about the plate," said Nurwa suddenly. He thrusts the plate at Rinjani. "Yesterday, when I got home from work, I saw Mas Adam come out with a big box from the porcelain shop."
Rinjani just a mangosteen while draining the fried eggs.
"It looks like he bought a lot" he said again. Nurwa smiled awkwardly. "For our wedding preparations as well?"
Now Rinjani looked at Nurwa a little confused. He raised both eyebrows, asking for an explanation from Nurwa.
"Maksduku .. every couple who wants to get married and start a new relationship is always in installments to buy home furniture," he said. "That's a natural thing, isn't it?"
Rinjani shook her head. "Not for him."
Nurwa frowned. "Not for him?"
"Mas Adam asked me yesterday where to buy nice plates and glasses." Rinjani looked at Nurwa intently. "At first I thought the same as Mbak Nurwa thought today."
The girl shook her head. "However, I found handwriting on Mas Adam's desk" Rinjani said.
Nurwa was getting curious. "What's the writing about?" tanyakanya.
Rinjani suddenly changed the look on her face. Nurwa could not deduce her feelings.
"What's wrong?" ask Nurwa.
"This is to replace the damage to the work I did yesterday afternoon on the first day I worked," Rinjani said suddenly.
Nurwa was made even more confused by this girl.
"I promise that I won't repeat it again and will work hard for the future." Rinjani looked at her interlocutor intently. "Guess whose name is in the left corner of the paper as his identity?"
Nurwa began to catch the direction of their conversation. There was a name in his mind.
"Laura Mentari." Rinjani sighed. "I don't know why Mas Adam still cares about his ex-wife."
"Could he still feel that he owes Laura's parents a favor?" Rinjani. "He's too good."
Rinjani silenced the conversation. He focused on his fried egg which was starting to cool. "Mbak Nurwa need not worry. Nor will Naura ever accept Mas Adam again."
Nurwa suddenly lost her spirit. Smiling, he could no longer.
Rinjani looked back at Nurwa. "I also don't agree that they're together. Laura just keeps trampling on my brother's self-esteem."
Nurwa smiled in anguish. "Hopefully."
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Nurwa gets an address from Rinjani. That address was what brought his footsteps up to this place. The Laura workplace.
No matter what demon was driving her all the way here, she suddenly wanted to talk to Laura.
"There's customers!" Someone shouted from the cashier's desk. It's like calling someone out of hiding.
Nurwa took a seat not far from the window. The goal is that he can see the street scenery out there.
Not long after, someone approached Nurwa. "What message do you want?" Her voice is so familiar. His tone was so lazy. There was no good reception, even though Nurwa was a customer in this place.
"Laura?" Nurwa looked towards Laura. It was so easy to meet this girl.
"I'm asking you, what do you want?" tanyakanya. Laura placed the menu book and a piece of paper in front of Nurwa. "You can write there. Call me again when it's over."
Laura turned away from Nurwa. He wanted to leave, but the hooded woman pulled his hand. "Can we talk for a second?"
Laura squinted her eyes. "Don't you see that I'm at work?" He answered with a sniff. "I don't have time."
"Should I call your boss?" Nurwa never posed a threat to anyone. "This place is known for its friendly service."
Laura had no other choice. He has to keep his attitude today. The slightest mistake, he should not make.
Laura sat down in front of Nurwa. "What do you want?" tanyakanya.
Nurwa suddenly put her phone on the table. He gave a picture to Laura. "You already know this for sure."
Laura frowned. "You took a picture of him to prove that Mr. Adam still cares about me?" The girl laughed. "You're so childish."
"That's not what I want to talk about." Nurwa kept her phone back. Grateful for him, Rinjani took a photo of the letter with his cellphone.
"Me and Adam are married." Rinjani frowned. "You don't know the news yet?"
Laura mangosteen sure. "You want to invite me to come?" chortled. "Then bring me an official invitation."
Nurwa sighed. "Laura!" He's getting pissed. "Please bother us again. Don't bother Adam anymore."
Laura looked at him in silence.
"That's what I want to say" Nurwa added. His face was filled with anxiety. "Do you like Adam?"
Laura turned her face away.
"You still hope for her?" cecar Nurwa's. "Remember, you divorced her. You accused him of cheating! You're lowering her pride."
Laura slurped. He regretted that.
"So, live your life because it's your own choice." Nurwa. "Mas Adam will be the husband of men. You can't bother him."
Laura looked at Nurwa. "If so, what do you want?"
Nurwa.
"If I still like Adam, why?" Laura ketus's. "I can't like my ex-husband? We were married and built a house!"
"Do you like Adam?" Nurwa looked in disbelief.
Laura mangut-mangute. "Hm! I like it!"
Next.