Love Stories Overseas

Chapter 115

Dita was waiting for Nino to finish delivering a speech in front of many residents, apparently conveying plans for a badog market to be built, Dita just found out about it.

Badog market is already increasingly chaotic, and less organized, because more and more are selling there, if it will be built and rearranged, because more and more, it will probably look more presentable and will make the buyer more comfortable.

Unconsciously Dita reviewed the smile on her lips. The market that has existed since its childhood, Mba Dila was the one who used to often invite him to the market every Sunday. Sometimes it is just a morning jog with friends Dila, and most can buy a cake, or just getuk, because in the past to buy a lot of snacks have not been able to as it is now.

Dila, who sometimes deliberately did not use his pocket money on Saturday, so that time to the badog market can buy snacks for his sister. We understand very well how the only brother is very attentive and care about it.

During this time Dita has been helped by Dila, Dita also understands and is aware of it. Therefore, Dita wanted to be a devoted sister to Dila, one of whom as now, loved El as his nephew. Although El is a step-niece, because of Dita's knowledge, El is the son of his sister-in-law.

" Aunte Dita, El want to play the swing that", El has finished eating his cilor and serabi, and asked Dita to play a swing in the middle of the park.

Dita stared at the front stage, Nino still gave a welcome, but occasionally stared at him, and Dita gave a code if she wanted to follow El into the security, playing a swing. It looks like Nino nodded hinting at her understanding.

El slightly ran towards the swing, the day was getting hot, but in the park still feels cool because many large trees with lush leaves in the park.

Dita sat on the swing next to the swing that El was riding on. El started swinging his own swing fairly quickly.

Forced Dita to stand and hold the swing El. " Don't be too fast so dong El, later you can fall and get hurt, later Aunt who was scolded by Bu Dila".

" I'm sorry Auntie, because it's fun if you ride a kayak trip earlier, so semriwing" said El while grinning.

El also slowed down his swing, making Dita more calm, and Dita was about to return to the next swing she had sat on, but first by the other children, and then, so Dita sat on the long chair that was on the edge of the swing spot.

" Didn't you wait?", asked Nino who was suddenly behind Dita, then sat himself beside Dita, in the same long chair that Dita was sitting in.

" What do you really want to talk about Mas?, what about Mba Dila?", Dita first guessed, because all this time he had no business to discuss with Nino. Except for Dila of course.

" No no, Dila and I were done when Dila decided to marry her father El. Although it still feels very strange, because it is not a moment we know each other".

" I want to ask about the study event that will be held next week, I hear you are the coordinator of the treasurer. Have you collected a lot of donations?, if you are still lacking, come to my house. Mother yesterday said she wanted to help make a lecture tomorrow, just that she was still busy since yesterday, and had not had time to go to Pak kiyai's house".

" But just yesterday asked Fajar, he said you are the coordinator of the withdrawal of funds, yes incidentally then, you can play at home, but if it can be late afternoon or evening, fitting mother at home. You see, in the morning until noon, sometimes the mother has a lot of events and not at home".

Dita nodded, "so want to talk about the study problem, how can I guess wrong, it becomes embarrassed", Dita's mind.

" If later tonight how Mas?, right this afternoon mba Dila and family already want to return to Jakarta. So the house later tonight is deserted, and I do not need to nemenin El again, later the El mallem has come home. So I have time, let later tonight I come to Mas Nino's house the same May" said Dita mentioned the name of treasurer 2, who since yesterday faithfully accompanied him to withdraw donations to each house of the citizens.

In the village it is common, if there is a study there will be a committee that attracts donations to each resident's house, usually the money will be used for the purposes of study such as stage rent, sound system rental, etc, bisyaroh speakers, and also for snacks for study visitors.

" Well, the night is up Maghrib came home, let me tell my mother not to go anywhere tonight" said Nino.

Dita nodded in agreement.

" Are you going home or are you still messing around here?", asked Nino.

" It seems El is still at home here Mas, after all let at home mba Dila can rest, so mending El I invite to play outside, later also El already want to return to Jakarta, Jakarta, mending in complacent play here", answered Dita still with an awkward atmosphere, because more and more visitors come to the park. Sunday is a park with many visitors.

And most of them were people from that village as well. Everyone knows how the relationship between Nino and her brother is, and maybe people will think if Nino approaches Dita because they want to talk about Dila, whereas what they both discuss is about funding for studies.

" Yes already then, is not papa I accompany here?, besides at home I also have no activities after this. Sunday is supposed to be a holiday from work, but there is even an impromptu event told to welcome here, so inevitably have to come early in the morning. Though usually Sunday at this time still curled up in bed".

Dita just grimaced listening to Nino tell a story. Mumpung was alone with Nino, Dita wanted to find out Asna's words about Nino who sent greetings to Dila was real or just a joke.

Nino looked, "Personal yes...panya what?", Nino seemed to think, but finally agreed to be asked by Dita.

" What is really Mas Nino yesterday nitip greetings for Mba Dila through Mba Asna?, when Asna was told to nganter rice tumpeng to Mas Nino's house" said Dita.

Nino immediately chuckled at Dita's question.

" Yes right, mom also nitip greetings for your mother, all you ask for help to say thank you for bothering to send rice tumpeng to the house", muttered Nino.

" Asna was yesterday when playing at home, a lot of talking, so I deliberately led all of you" said Nino.

" What does it say?, talk about mba Dila ya Mas?", guess Dita.

This time shoot it right, because Nino immediately nodded.

" People thought I was still expecting Dila, even though Dila was already married to another man. Because until now I have not been in a relationship with another woman".

" That's not so simple, you know Dit, I'm not the same Nino now as I used to be. Free to choose a partner. Now I have a responsibility towards this village, and if I were to find a partner, of course I would have to find a good woman I could work with, as I thought about building this village. Because whoever that woman is, she'll be the mother of all these villagers".

" Do you think it's true that I didn't think this?", Nino looked at Dita who seemed to nod her head.

" Great Mas, I actually agree, find the couple not only for one or two days, but for a lifetime, especially the age of Nino mas, not only, it is not the time to play around and just date, but it is serious to the marriage level, so it must be carefully thought out, especially Mas Nino is no longer an ordinary citizen, Mas Nino is a role model for the whole village".

Nino smiled at Dita's reply. " Right, maybe it is so educated from Dila's parents, which is also used to educate Dita, in addition to the face, the thoughts of these brothers are also similar. The style of speech, until the gestures, were all similar", inner Nino, was like finding the figure of Dila who disappeared.

" I'm glad to talk to you that I can understand what I mean. Sometimes there are people who even though they have been explained still have their own thoughts" murmured Nino.

" Oh yeah, now you're going to high school, huh Dit?", Nino asked again.

" Yes Mas, because many of my friends who continue there, just follow friends, because honestly, until now I was still confused about what my ideals?, what?, different from Mba Dila who already has aspirations to become a teacher since she was a child".

" Sometimes I envy Dila, who has a firm mind, has a high spirit and confidence, I also want to be like Dila's sister", I don't know why Dita told Nino.

But instead Nino smiled at Dita's honesty.

" The idea of such a good thing is not wrong, because it will motivate you to become a better person again. Unless you're jealous of Dila having a rich husband, or you're envious of feeling Dila is prettier than you, it's just wrong envy".

Dita smiled because she felt she had the support of Nino. " It turned out to be fun also chatting with more mature people" thought Dita.

" Aunty Dita, we turned back, afraid to be sought after by mother, because El had played a long time" suddenly El approached the two of them.

" What would you like to be with Om?, than on the last walk, riding the same bike Om, will be faster until", invite Nino.

El seemed to ask Dita, he was tired of playing, and to walk away would be tiring.

" If El wants to, Auntie will too", replied Dita with a smile.

" Okay, El came home with Om, but we're not friends yet... El does not like to be friends with parents, because his life is too complicated".

El's words made Dita and Nino laugh together.

" Okay, now we go to Om's bike in front", Nino runs ahead of El and Dita who follow behind him.