Married to Old Boy

Harmony in the Clara Family

After reading repeatedly the message from Wati Nina also typed the message.

"Hemzzz, yes this was Mas Kevin also send a message Mbk, hehe."

Trings... Notifications in Hp Wati. Because Wati working hours do not open the HP. He's focused on his base. She also replied to a message from Kevin. Check 2 but not blue, unread sign. Nina looked at the clock, at 2 p.m. He had intended to take a short break before returning to the city again.

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"Mom, Nina's back at work?" Ba'da Ashar Nina said goodbye to Bu Ida.

"Aren't you back tomorrow?" Tiara.

"Tomorrow afraid not to go hunted dik, especially if the road is jammed also long in the way."

"Yes, if you go back now be careful Nin." Nina also touched her mother's hand. Also to Tiara.

"This is the pecel sambelnya. Later if you want to pack side dishes stay brew." Bu Ida equipped Nina one box sambal pecel.

"Yes mom. Nina's leaving!"

Ms. Ida escorted Nina's departure to the terrace of the house. Until the motorbike disappeared at the turn of his road and Tiara just entered his house. Nina was riding her bike at a moderate speed. His estimate if not jammed, before the magrib he had arrived at the residence of Clara.

As expected, the Nina-clad bedug entered the gate of Pak Hari's house. Clara welcomes Nina. She was relieved, Nina came before dark.

"Gapain pakek welcome all Ra?" Nina asked so parked the bike and took off her helmet.

"Cats, PD. I thought about the motor you brought. I'm afraid not to go back." Canda Clara embraces Nina's shoulder and invites her into the house.

"Yes, you came to my house. Request for damages."

"Kanda kali Nin's. Hehe."

Two girls walked into the house. Nina enters Clara's room. They both pray magrib.

"Nginep here only Nin. Tomorrow we'll be back at the restaurant." Tawar Clara's.

"No, no need to be Nin. We are friends. Uh, more than that yeah. Hehe." Clara chuckles.

Shortly thereafter....

"Ra, Nin, Let's have dinner first, wait for Mbah Kakung." The voice of Clara's mother called them both.

"Yes ma." Clara answered first.

The dining table is located behind the living room. In the bulkhead with hanging clam ornaments. Ornaments of the rich in his zaman. There are eight seats. There are already Mbah Kakung, Mbh Putri, Pak Hari, and Bu Ningsih (Bu Hari). Nina also greeted Mbah Kakung and Mbah Putri, as well as Clara's parents. And chose to sit next to Clara.

"Well, how come Nin's back here?" Mbah Kakung started the conversation.

"Yes Kung. Tomorrow we start work."

"Yes, yeah. Let's eat."

Mbah Kakung ended the conversation. Everyone eats in silence. Nina was stunned by the dishes at Clara's house. All including a fancy side dish for him. To the point that he stares.

"Look Nin, grab the side dish, son, why even dumbass?" Bu Ningsih who knew Nina was only dumbfounded finally broke Nina's daydream.

"Eh, yes ma'am." Nina still did not budge.

"Why Nin?" Clara is making a sound.

"All this food is foreign and too fancy for me Ra." Answer Nina honestly.

"Huhaha,.." Everyone laughed at Nina's innocence. Including Mbah Kakung and Mbah Putri. Who began to bribe the rice until it coughed. And Nina cengengesan.

"Oh my goodness, Nin! Nin, which one can you eat?" Said Ms. Ningsih.

"What a ma'am."

Finally Bu Ningsing picked up Rice and side dishes that Nina could eat. Mr. Hari only smiled with Nina's innocence. Girls the age of their children can already work and think of family. There was pity in his heart. Likewise with Bu Ningsih, staring at Nina eating with ravenous beside her child. A speck of clear liquid dripped down his cheek.