My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [Implicitly expressed ]

Gray clouds soared high above the multi-storey building when the student break hours had begun. Many students were running towards the campus corridors as the drizzle invited heavier rain.

Nanang came back to Anisa. He wanted to read the letter together. Whatever it is. She still wants to be with Anisa. Nanang thought, Rinjani can't cheat.

"Rain, definitely the vespanya broke down" said Nanang. Anisa replied with a smile, "I like the rain, that means there's plenty of time with you."

Nanang smiled, his hand stalling to hold Anisa's hand.

"This is still in the campus area, students should not show affection in public." exclaimed Anisa, he walked ahead of Nanang.

"Lunch in the cafeteria, will you?" Take Nanang, he walks with Anisa.

"You will, as long as you are in the treaty." replied Anisa.

Nanang chuckled, "What do you want? Meatballs, soto, chicken noodles, batagor, or my heart?"

Anisa stopped her steps, she stared at Nanang for a moment.

"Style. He was asked to like being ignorant, like not being horrified. Now the heart is on the sale."

Nanang's throat choked, he smiled shyly. "Not on sale, but on sale!"

Nanang prestige if he is the first to admit if he has a taste with Anisa. Meanwhile, Anisa wants to try it if Rinjani wants to accept your existence as Nanang's lover and best friend.

"That's all bad." sneered Anisa.

They walked on the wet conblock, on tiptoes and holding hands.

"See Nanang. Semplok continues his work." exclaimed Sadewa. Nakula cleared her throat while remembering Rahma's sister who did not return her short message. He was agitated because of that, and so wanted to meet.

"The rain trap in Malioboro is delicious, it can save the most beautiful memories. Trapping the rain on campus, the address of the task added a lot." lamented Sadewa.

"Diem, why?" sadewa asked, he saw his twin brother just playing his gawai.

"Sister Rahma is busy? If you come to the clinic where you work. Men should have progress, don't be afraid to say kangen."

Strange, Sadewa like adept at romance, even though the relationship with the Javanese-dutch bulle is unclear. They were both busy on vacation, so Irene was the one who became an escape from the loneliness that plagued Sadewa.

"Grove! It's easy, by the way."

Nakula leaves Sadewa, the idea of her twin sister may also be tried. He wants to surprise Rahma once in a while. What do adult women like? ask Nakula in her mind.

A flower? that's common.

Chocolate boy? Moreover. Too mainstream.

Hmm. make-up tools. Looks like Rahma's brother needs that to support his appearance. Uh, but if Rahma's sister is more beautiful and many have a crush, I myself am bothered. Nakula paused for a moment, she opened her phone.

Hello, mas...

From the Australian continent, Kaysan gets a call from Nakula. Unlike usual Nakula called with a question that attracted Kaysan to laugh.

"Is there any good news?" kaysan asked from behind the phone. Rinjani heard Kaysan laughing, she was curious about the chatter that made Kaysan laugh.

"Who's the mas?" rinjani whispered in Kaysan's ear.

"Nakula." replied Kaysan.

"Loud speakers, my mom."

Nakula was silent for a moment, hesitating to say if he was confused to surprise a mature woman.

"Hmm.. don't be a mas, sorry to bother." said Nakula.

"Nakul, Ma'am kangen. Let's talk a lot." asked Rinjani, she took over Kaysan's phone.

Nakula curses, he increasingly unwilling to ask about the reason for calling Kaysan, "No, I'm busy!" answer Nakula.

Rinjani whines, he sits on Kaysan's lap complaining that Nakula refused his request. "Nakula, just follow. Otherwise he would be constantly like this. Mas dizzy." said Kaysan, he smiled stiffly as Rinjani stared intently at him.

"Had told you not to protest, this is baby luggage." Rinjani explained. Kaysan lost if Rinjani had reasoned that it was dear fetus who asked for it. The demand is sometimes strange and beyond the common sense of adult men.

"okay-okay. Mas, what a suitable gift to give to an adult woman."

"Birritation?" ask Kaysan.

Nakula leaned her back against the wall while waiting for Kaysan to answer.

"Mas, why silence? I remember Mbak Nurmala. What you gave him."

Nurmala Sari is called Nakula. Rinjani's chest suddenly tightened, he was irritated but could not be angry for unclear reasons. Kaysan tried to think, but Rinjani's suddenly sullen face made Kaysan embrace Rinjani's shoulder.

"Give me anything you think is good." Kaysan looking safe, he would not blatantly state if he ever gave Nurmala Sari a ring, nightgown, women's shoes, makeup equipment and all the things that women love.

"Mas did not give a solution, must be afraid if the one next to Kaysan turned into a monster." Nakula quickly turned off her phone. His ears must have been buzzing at Rinjani's angry voice.

Kaysan must have bothered to tame Godzilla's mother.

Nakula chuckled, he continued on as the rain had started to subside.

*

"What's wrong with me, brother?" Kaysan scratched his non-itchy hair.

"I don't want to sleep with a mas!" Rinjani is angry and sad, she runs towards the room and locks it.

"Open the door, Brother." Kaysan knocked on the door. Time and time again.

"As you sleep outside, Jani wants to be alone."

"Don't forget there's a fetus in your womb, so you're not alone. Do not let yourself dissolve in sadness or anger. Tell me what's pissing you off?" ask Kaysan. He was still standing, waiting for Rinjani to open the door of the room.

"Open the door, brother. Or, dik Jani want mas to be a superhero who broke down the door and saved a hungry pregnant woman. I remember, there was chocolate pudding in the fridge."

Rinjani is silent, she suddenly remembers the chocolate pudding made by Laura is still intact in the refrigerator. Rinjani opens the door. He found Kaysan smiling widely.

"Mas bribe, will you? Plus vla vanilla is better." Kayu Kaysan, the slalu food made Rinjani weak and easily fooled was evident as Rinjani nodded and walked towards the kitchen.

*

Two bowls of meatballs now only leave the sauce and chili seeds that are still left in it. So is the iced tea glass that is still accompanied by the suction.

"Do you still have class?" nanang asked, after he paid for lunch with Anisa.

"There was. You?"

"Sama, so we split up again after you're full. Here's the payoff." Nanang picked up his backpack and carried it. Anika stands.

"Ha-ha-ha. But this is not one way to convince yourself if you are a responsible man" said Anisa.

"By the responsibility, are you ready for editing?"

Anisa hits Nanang on the shoulder, "It's not the responsibility of supporting the family, but the responsibility of dating. You're..."

"Well, keep kasian jomlo dong, don't have a girlfriend continue to starve." Anisa was silent, she lost if she had to argue with Nanang.

"Whatever. Go home first, don't wait for me."

"Hey! you still owe promises. Take out the letter." pinta Nanang.

The change of course is still a long time, Nanang and Anisa sit on a chair while opening the letter Rinjani wrote.

They are silent with a mind that reads sentence after sentence that cannot stem the feelings of the two lovebirds.

Anisa Dear.

There should be no need to bother sending me that letter, let alone just asking permission to date Nanang. Who am I, anyway? You should have asked permission with Ayahanda. He has full rights over his son. ^_^

True, Nanang was indeed my first love and so was Nanang. People say first love is hard to forget, but not for me. For me Nanang is not a story to be remembered all the time. There is a second love that makes me understand even more, that many love is unexpected. So is the story path. Hey, if the world were as wide as a moringa leaf and you would be my sister-in-law. I'd be so happy. I'm glad I finally have a friend. But I want to laugh. Seeing you shyly dating Nanang, it makes me feel that Nanang will dominate your love story. Thank you for opening your heart to our sister, me and Kaysan are fine here. Hopefully on other occasions, there are times that allow us to see you happy. Like we're here.

Welcome to join us, may you linger with Nanang. Because he. hmm, he loves to pull around.

Oh yeah, Nanang likes metal music. Don't hesitate to merge into one of the female Metalheads. There's a friend of mine named Nina, you can make her a friend. He's a good friend of both of us. Give my regards to Nina.

There is nothing to be happy about, other than to see the people around us happy. I'm happy for you both.

^^^Love, Jani.^^^

Happy Reading 💚