Holy Love Village Guys

Chapter 2//Meeting with Nia

That afternoon, Nia was still at home. With both parents, they were sitting in the living room, watching television while chatting. Things like this, rarely happened since Nia was in the second grade of High School. Because since the second grade of High School, precisely since knowing and close to Hendra, Nia so rarely how much at home.

"Miss..."

"Yes, Pa?"

"You don't go to Grandma's house anymore?"

"No, Pa..."

"Why?"

"Vacation driver here. After all, there are many activities that Nia must do here, Pa." said Nia told as well as give an excuse.

"What activities?"

"Much, Pa."

"Yes, what is it? Papa notice since you've been in second grade, how come you're so rarely home?" ask the Papa.

"Yes because Nia's a lot of activity, Pa."

"School activities?"

"Yes, it's Pa ...."

"When do you have activities almost every day?"

"Why suspect?"

"Suspiciously not. Just Papa's worried..."

"What is Papa worried about? The proof, Nia's school performance is good. It's even going up, isn't it, Pa?" Nia answered for a reason.

"Yes anyway. But, what during the holidays like now you also keep a lot of activities?"

"Not so, Pa. But, there are some shows Nia must follow, Pa."

"What means?"

"Yes a young boy's show to fill the holidays, Pa." replied Nia.

"Example?"

"Porseni, camper, creative race, and so on..."

Papa and his mama could only sigh deeply.

"Oh yeah, today Nia also has an event, Pa"

"What way?"

"Dea's birthday party, Pa."

"But Papa remind me, don't do anything that doesn't?"

"Yes, Pa..."

"Eh, Nia..."

"Yes, Ma?"

"Cowok used to drive you here who is he?"

"Aldo, you mean mama?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why is it, Ma?"

"Your boyfriend?"

"Ah, mommy..."

"I'm not ashamed, don't be ashamed..."

"No, Ma. Just a regular friend."

"What friend is a friend?" seducer the mama.

"Friends, Ma..."

"Ordinary friend?"

"Yes, Ma."

"Just a friend?"

Nia smiled with a long sigh, then pensively silent with eyes looking distant, as if she was remembering something. It made my mom and dad look at each other, to then similarly frown and similarly set a gaze towards Nia with the face showing a lack of understanding of what their daughter was doing.

At that time, in his reflection Nia was recalling when she first met and became acquainted with Aldo.

Nia smiled at her own smile after remembering how early her face was she was close to Aldo. Seeing their daughter smile at her own smile, papa and mama Nia looked back at each other while frowning. But not yet papa and mama Nia said something on the attitude shown by their daughter, from the front door was heard the voice of people giving greetings.

"Good afternoon. . ."

"Sore" replied a maid. "Eh, son Aldo. ."

"Aldo! " his Nia.

"Well, long live him, "mama murmured. "Let's just talk about, uh she's coming. . ."

"Pa, Ma, Nia stay first" Nia said as she got up from her seat.

"Where are you going?"

"Memuin Hendra, Ma, Pa. Oh yes, later Nia knew Papa and Mama. . ." said Nia while leaving the family room where Mama and Papa were, to meet Aldo.

Seeing the behavior of his daughter, Papa and Mama also smiled while shaking their heads.

"Hi, Aldo. . .!" nia cried as soon as she arrived in the living room.

"Sore, Nia."

"Sore. Sit down first. ."

"Thank you." That curly-haired handsome guy is sitting down. "So we walk to Dea's house?"

"So dong. But for a minute, someone wants to know you."

"Who?"

"Take me."

"Well, you're home?"

"Yes, why is it? Scared?" asked Nia while smiling seductively. "Ease scared. I'm not a tiger, though. Especially cannibals. ."

"Ee eh. . . by the way what is it?" papa Nia's voice rang out, making Nia and Aldo immediately set their sights on the origin of the sound. And both Nia and Aldo immediately smiled as soon as they saw Papa and Mama Nia appear.

"Sore, Om, Aunt." said Aldo while getting up from his seat while nodding his head in a respectful and polite sign.

"Sore. . ." Reply Papa and Mama Nia

"Please sit down." take Papa Nia.

"Thank you, Om."

Aldo sat down again. Papa and Mama Nia also sat in a long chair in front of the chair where Hendra sat.

"There's an event?"

"Yes, Om. Nia invite me to go."

"Where?"

"To our schoolmate's birthday party, Pa, Ma." replied Nia.

"Oh yeah, Aldo's a transfer boy, huh?" ask Mama Nia.

"Yes, Auntie." replied Aldo politely.

"It's only now that aunty sees Aldo's son."

"Yes, Auntie."

"When is the plan you're going?" ask the Papa.

"A little while now, Pa. You see, we also want to help a little." said Nia told.

"Sari's not coming?"

"We invited him, but he didn't want to come. She said she had to help her mom at home."

Papa and Mama Nia mangosteen understand. They understood Sari's position. Of course, Sari refused to join not because she had to help her parents, but Sari who knew Nia's relationship with Aldo so felt bad on her own.

"alright. Aldo, let's talk first with Papa and Mama, I want to change clothes first? Hendra nodded too.

"Pa, Ma, accompany Aldo to talk for a while. Nia's going to the room. "

"Yes. . ." answered Mama and Papa Nia together.

With her cheerful and agile style Nia passed leaving the living room where both her parents and Aldo were to change clothes in her room.

"Son Aldo?" ask Papa Nia.

"Yes, Om?"

"Before in Jakarta, where did Aldo live?"

"Surabaya, Um."

"When did you move to Jakarta?"

"Because Papa's transferred here, Om."

"I'm sorry, if I may know, Papa wants Aldo to do what work?"

"Credit Director at BRI, Om."

"Nhhhh. . ." Papa Nia also mangosteen mangosteen. Shortly thereafter Nia had returned to meet them.

"How about, Ma, Pa? Have you finished your fit and property tests?" ask Nia.

"You are this.. indeed the candidate of state officials, use the test event fit and property all?"

"Loh. . to select whether Aldo is worthy or not to be a close friend of Nia. Papa and Mama also have to do a fit and property test" Nia said with a smile and looked at Aldo.

"Ah, you are there. Papa is up to you. You will live it, not your Mom or Dad. What Papa wants, whoever is your friend, is kind and dear to you" said the Papa gave his advice to his only daughter, Nia

"If it's Mama, how?"

"Mama's the same as your Papa. The important thing is, dear and understand yourself, it is more than enough. . ."

"good. Om, Auntie, I'm asking permission to take Nia away."

"Well, how's the hunt? Aunty has not served her drink" said Mama Nia.

"Simple, next time, Aunt."

"True not sorry for not being suguhi?" fashion Mom Nia.

"No, Aunt. In fact I am happy to be well received by Om and Auntie. . ."

"Yes, go. We have Nia, yes Aldo. .  ."

"Good Om. I promise I will take good care and protect Nia. Excuse me, Om, Auntie, Assalamu'alaikum. . ."

"Yes, heart of heart, wa'alaikumsalam. . ."

Nia and Aldo stepped out of the house to Aldo's Honda Jazz driven by Aldo himself in front of Nia's yard. As soon as he got near the car, Aldo opened the front door of the left car for Nia. Then shut it down after Nia came in. Then he stepped around the front of the car to the front door on the right. Unlock it, then get in and sit behind the wheel of the car. Soon, the red Honda Jazz moved slowly to leave the front yard of the luxury house where the Nia family lived.

At that time, Parjo who had arrived on the road in front of Nia's house was in a daze trying to find the address of Nia's house, accidentally seeing all the scenes that happened earlier. Her heart was instantly overwhelmed with an erratic feeling, seeing the friendly looking Nia walking out from inside the house with a guy who looked her also from the child the person was in.

"May. . . !" the excitement called, when the Honda Jazz car that was driven by Nia drove slowly out of the front yard of the luxury house. Then Parjo stepped over to the Honda Jazz car.

"Who is he, Nia?" aldo asked, stopping his car.

"I don't know, I don't know."

"But he knows your name, it means he knows you."

"Don't know. Hmmm, let's start the road. . ."

"Submit. . ."

"You what?" ask Nia.

"Like her she wants to talk to you."

"Ah, there's no time! Anyway, I don't know him. . ."

"Didn't you know him?"

"Yes. Why?"

"But, you look shocked when you look in his direction."

"Gue, thought he was our friend, Tio. . ." Elak Nia

Aldo smiled as he shook his head.

"Why are you smiling like that?"

"The hell that's been since first class together with Tio can't recognize Tio. . ."

"You mean?"

"Gue's sure you know who he is."

"Suer. . I don't know anyone. Huh, mending now we're going. Or if you don't want to walk, mending me down and we don't have to walk together!" firmly Nia threatened, this made Aldo finally could not argue anymore. Inevitably, he must have heard clearly that Parjo called Nia's name, and he was still curious to know who the young man of the village was, but Aldo continued to run his car.

"She.. wait. . . ! Nia. . . !" exclaim Parjo calling.

But it was useless that he kept calling, though, because the Honda Jazz car driven by Aldo continues to accelerate faster and further away from him which finally can only stand with a moody face in front of the fence of the family luxury home yard Nia.

At that time, Papa and his Mama Nia who heard someone calling their daughter's name, came out to see. And the two of them seemed to frown as soon as they saw a young man standing with a gloomy face in front of the gate of their house.

Parjo intended to leave the place. However, when his Papa Nia called out, "Dik...?"

Parjo looked up. "Sik, a minute. . ."

Papa and Mama Nia approached.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Om, Aunty. . ." said Parjo as he grabbed and kissed the back of Papa and Mama Nia's hands.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Whose sister is this, and from where does my sister know our daughter's name?" ask Mama Nia.

"I... I'm Parjo, Aunt."

"Parjo?" papa Nia's Repeated.

"Yes, Om."

"Where do you know your daughter?"

"On Grinting, Om."

"Grinting?"

"Yes, Om." answered Parjo politely.

"So, you're Grinting's son?"

"Yes, um." answered Parjo again.

"Who's your parents' name?"

"My father's name is safar, Om."

"Safar's the son of Mr Muktar?"

"Yes Om, right."

"Oh, why didn't you talk earlier. Come. . let's go inside." take Papa Nia while guiding Parjo into the luxurious environment of his house. Even then invite Parjo into his house which is like a palace in fairy tales.

"Sit down, Parjo."

"Yes Om, thank you." Parjo was also said to be sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Ma, please tell bi iyem to make drinks and food for Parjo."

"Good, Pa."

Mama Nia rushed to leave the living room where her husband and Parjo were to tell one of the maids at her house to prepare drinks and small meals. While his Papa Nia, sat down to accompany Parjo chatting in the living room.

"Why not call first if you want to come here? I can get picked up."

"What's wrong, thanks. Fear of troubling Om and Aunt."

"No. But thank God you got there safely."

"Yes, Om. I was almost lost."

"Boy how?"

Then, Parjo also told of the incident he experienced in Pulo Gadung, where he was tricked by a man who promised to deliver him to the address he wanted to go to.

"I'm glad I didn't give up all the money I had. Otherwise, somehow my fate is now. . ." Parjo said with a gloomy face.

"Yes already... Just ikhlaskan. Oh yeah, how's it going in Grinting?"

"Thank God be good, Om."

"I called Mom to tell all your parents that you got here" said Papa Nia while picking up a flat object in his woe pocket, then dial the phone number at her parents' house in Grinting.

"Assalamu'alaikum ma'am, this is Hendra."

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Uh, Hen.. What's up?"

"This, I just want to tell my mother, if Parjo has arrived at my house. Please tell people to tell you the same about Safar and Santi."

"Oh yeah, I'll tell you later."

"Thank You Ma. Oh yeah, how are you and the others?"

"Alhamdulillah, all is well. How are you and my wife and grandchildren?"

"Alhamdulillah, good also ma'am."

"Thank God then."

"Yes ma'am, that's all Hendra wants to say."

"Yes yes. . ."

"Asshamou'alaikum. . ."

"Ma'alaikumsalam. . ."

Nia's father ended the phone call with her mother. Then after putting his phone on the table in front of them, Papa Nia looked back at Parjo.

"Care. . ."

"Yes, Om?"

"You're school?"

"It's over, Om."

"THE SMA?"

"Yes, Om."

"Where is High School?"

"In the old days Om also went to school."

"SMA Negeri 1 Brebes?"

"Yes, Om."

"Wow. . of course you are smart and smart, so you can enter and be accepted in that school..."

"All because of Om."

"You mean?"

"Om's success is the driver of my learning spirit. Om is the pride of the people of Grinting village including me. Because I want to be like Om, so from childhood I try to follow every trail that Om traveled. When I was in elementary school, I went to Inpres Elementary School where Om also attended school there. Likewise, when SMP, I also chose SMP Negeri 2. Likewise, during High School, I chose to enter State High School 1 Brebes as Om who also attended the school that was his first."

"Yes yes... That nice. But it's much better if you try to be yourself. You can idolize someone, but you should not be too excessive in idolizing him. As I said, it is better to be yourself... If you want to be successful, then you have to be confident in your own abilities and know what exactly your talents and abilities are."

"Yes, Om."

A maid came out with drinks and snacks in front of them. After putting drinks and food on the table where Parjo and Papa Nia were sitting, the maid left the living room.

"Let's drink it, Parjo" said Papa Nia.

"Thank you, Om."

From inside, Mama Nia came back out and sat next to her husband and joined the chat with Parjo with the Husband.

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