Love Ventilation

THE WORLD IS NOT AS WIDE AS MORINGA LEAVES

" Your mother has no sister. Tomorrow if you already have a mobile phone ask no sister with your mother. " Hanna said softly to Najwa and then left.

" Boy sister Hanna! " call for Najwa when Hanna is not far away.

Hanna stopped her steps, turned to look at Najwa.

" Don't forget about me! " Najwa

Hanna smiled while nodding. First time meeting a lot of people you want. Surprisingly, he did not refuse at all.

In his family he did not lack anything, but he sometimes felt alone. Seeing Najwa, he was like reflecting, especially Najwa has a mom who is super duper ngeselin, surely his life suffered.

" See you soon. " Hanna waved then turned around to leave.

Amora leaned back in the chair looking at the interaction of the two, she felt neglected. He furrowed his brows, thinking who was actually unreasonable. He who allows misunderstandings or Hanna who judges without asking questions. And this little boy is so cute to be a flavoring spice.

" It's done? " Amora after Hanna is not seen again

Najwa nodded, he had finished eating from earlier still being asked as well.

" You want another mama? " Amora

Najwa is surprised by Amora's question. Where there is a thought to want another mama, someone wants to adopt it he is already grateful. About sister Hanna, she feels like, does not mean fit to be her mother. For him no one defeated the beautiful elder brother, along with him, he felt protected. Since he was fierce and arrogant then no one would dare to bully him in the future.

" The best beautiful sister. " Najwa smiled with confidence.

" My mother is gone, I will forever follow my beautiful sister "Najwa

Amora silently heard Najwa's words. This little child accepts the departure of his mother, puts his mother in the corner of his heart and will not be replaced.

A second later Amora remembered something. Najwa grew up in an orphanage, how did she know that her mother was dead. Maybe Rose's mother said it.

" Have you seen your mama? " Amora

Najwa shook her head slowly.

" Mother Rose once told me about my mother when I visited her house. I also saw the picture of "Najwa

Amora frowned, she missed this thing. If Najwa doesn't talk, he doesn't know either.

" Your mom is pretty? " Amora

Najwa was silent for a moment, he could not say it was beautiful or not, because the photo he saw was a photo of his mother with her friends when she was at school. One more thing, the photo was taken from a distance so it is not very clear.

" looks pretty. " Najwa

" looked?! " Amora repeats the word Najwa. He questioned Najwa's words

" The picture is too far away so it is not clear his face. " Najwa explained, he was getting used to the attitude and behavior of beautiful sisters.

Amora did not continue, then took Najwa home. It was eight in the evening when Amora came out of the restaurant. He drove his car slowly.

Lighting lamps are neatly lined, the light is like a continuous connection along the road without interruption. Amora looked straight ahead. Recalling Najwa's story about his mother, a piece of photography did not let him know his mother. He can find out a picture of Najwa's mother for something else.

Amora turned to the side, Najwa was already asleep. It's worth the calm atmosphere, it turns out that the culprit has fallen asleep.

Home to the green garden, a halfway house located in a luxury residential complex in this city.

A security guard opened the gate when Amora arrived. Amora parked her car in the parking lot of her house.

Lined a few cars there, like a sorum. Amora opened her seatbelt. It was Najwa who was still asleep. His hand stopped in midair, he initially wanted to wake the child but did not.

Amora was leaning on the chair for a long time, not knowing what was being thought. Finally he got out of the car. His footsteps echoed in the parking lot. Turn around the car and open the door, standing for a while looking at Najwa.

Amora opened the seat belt attached to Najwa's body and lifted Najwa's body. He's carrying Najwa.

Passing through the living room, up to the second floor. The housekeeper who saw was stunned. Their lady was never close to anyone. Now go home with a child. He treated the boy lovingly.

Amora opens the guest room door. Although no one occupied it, the room was always cleaned. Amora laid Najwa down carefully and then covered him. Turn off the lights and blame the lights on. Amora did not come out right away, she stood by the window and looked at the starless night sky of darkness. There's a lot on his mind.

***

Hanna came out of the restaurant after separating from Najwa. Intention originally wanted to meet with Parto but did not so because Parto there work overtime until night.

Until Parkiran, Hanna meets the person she least wants to meet. Hanna turned the road pretending not to see. He felt the world was not as wide as moringa leaves, wherever he went accidentally met Kuncoro.

Kuncoro is a scourge, a monster, a virus, which should be avoided. The presence of Kuncoro left fear in his heart.

Kuncoro had just finished a meeting with a client, on the way here she met Stella along with her brother, making her mood bad. Now that he met Hanna but was ignored, his bad mood turned into anger.

" Stop! " Kuncoro's shout was able to make Hanna gibberish, but Hanna pretended not to hear, she sped her way up.

Unfortunately, a big hand pulled his arm. He turned to look at the hand holding his arm, the flames of anger attacking his heart mixed with disgust.

With the other hand he brushed Kuncoro's hand but unfortunately Kuncoro's power is greater, so in vain he wasted energy.

Hanna stopped her actions because Kuncoro was completely unaffected. He gathered all the courage he had to see Kuncoro. Her irises of eyes shook emitting anger.

" Come with me I have something to say! " Kuncoro ignored Hanna's refusal then pulled her into the VIP room.

" I can walk on my own. Release!" once again Hanna brushed off Kuncoro's ladder.

" Will not! "

After arriving at the VIP room Kuncoro just let go of his grasp.

" Sit! " Kuncoro sees the doubt in Hanna. He stood behind the door, waiting until Hanna wanted to sit down, more precisely he kept watch so that Hanna would not run away.

After seeing Hanna sit down, Kumcoro sat down in front of Hanna.

" What do you want to talk about? Say now! " Hanna stroked his arm that had been grabbed by Kuncoro.

" why? Want to see Parto soon? " Kuncoro

" It's none of your business! " Hanna doesn't like people interfering in her personal affairs at all.

" What message do you want? " Kuncoro switched the conversation. Seeing Hanna's rejection makes her unhappy and hooks up with Parto. He himself felt that there was something wrong with the question.

Hanna frowned, instead of Kuncoro seeing her out of the restaurant, Kuncoro should know that she had eaten.

" Nothing. " Hanna while looking the other way

Kuncoro placed the menu list aloud on the table. He took a deep breath and then said no more. He called the service to order food.

After the waiter left with the order list, neither Hanna nor Kuncoro opened their voices, both of them silent for a long time.

Hanna felt the pressure in this room was huge, it felt like she wanted to get out immediately.

Until the order is presented no one opens their mouth.

Kuncoro began to eat slowly, unaffected by the presence and absence of Hanna.

I don't know why his appetite is increasing at this time. When the dish was finished, he opened his mouth.

" Every day just playing? " Kuncoro looked at Hanna with a relaxed look.

" sthat mean? " Hanna increasingly did not understand the direction of Kuncoro's conversation.

" The hanging is clear. Have you ever thought about your parents? " Kuncoro

" Talk at the core of it "Hanna saw Kuncoro with a big question mark on her head. What is so obvious? As long as Kuncoro knew, now that he was focusing on painting exhibitions, he had just met with the organizers of the event to discuss all the problems. So Kuncoro's accusation that he was unemployed is simply not true.

" Your father lost an investor. To maintain the continuity of the company requires new investors. But given the current state of the Munaf company, it is very difficult to get investors. " Kuncoro explained to Hanna in the simplest language so that Hanna would understand.

" Thank you for telling me. Company matters let my father handle it. " Hanna didn't want to talk too long with Kuncoro, so she didn't ask more. On the matter of the company he'll talk to his own father.

Kuncoro smiled at sarcasm. " You think finding investors is as easy as turning your palm back? " Kuncoro looked at Hanna seriously.

But back it up, Hanna did not take Kuncoro's words seriously.