
2 More hours have passed Ella began to wake up from her nap.His head feels dizzy and his eyes are still moist due to the rushing water.
After taking a few breaths, Ella then went to the bathroom and washed her face.After finishing greeting with the water she returned to the living room and was a little surprised to see the messy living room.
"Nda! Nanda!" Call ella in a loud voice, but there is no answer from her husband.
"Where the hell, doesn't it sort out either." She sat down and watched TV
He glanced at the clock that almost showed at 4 pm.Ella looked in all directions the middle room was indeed very messy.
Slowly her memory began to return and she remembered why the room was so messy.yes it was true she had ended up fighting with her husband.
Ella then remembered Nanda's last sentence, before she went out. 'There's no point in me living, no one wants me.I'd rather just die.'
'God! did I expel Nanda.How about she end her life.' Ella thought.
Ella begins to worry and Panic when she realizes what she has done to her own husband.She immediately runs into Nanda's room to ensure Nanda's existence.
Chequek..
The door was opened forcibly and the result was also unsatisfactory.Nanda was lost from sight, Ella increasingly panicked to find out her husband did not come home Again.She then took her mobile phone and called her husband.
Cring. cring..
Nanda's phone rang in the middle room where she slammed her phone in front of Ella.Nanda left with nothing but a jersey suit and suffering on her shoulders.
"Huh.huh, what am I doing.I shouldn't have said all that to Nanda.I shouldn't have kicked him out of here." Ella regrets her mistake.
He took and held Nanda's phone very firmly.Ella rubbed her face that began to sweat with anxiety.She looked frustrated and confused what to do.
Not long after Nanda's phone rang again.As ella saw it there was an unknown number on the phone screen.Ella wiped the tears and calmed her breath before lifting the incoming call.
"Hallo who is it?" lift Ella.
"Hallo, this salamualaikum ella tea." there's a woman's voice over there.
"Eh. waalaikumsalam is Ella.What's the matter?" Reply Ella.
"This tea rhyme.Tadi Nanda out of laundry he stopped by the house.She had lunch here and not long before he went again wearing a ball with the ball all at once.Said he wanted to go to Ella's tea office.But the problem is laundry missed.Until now not taken." Obviously Rima.
"Oh yes.So he went to the ball office for a while.Then it's like he went straight home deh.Lupa maybe not take his salary." Lying Ella.
"Huh.. Nandamah's habit of banging people." Rima continued laughing.
"But why is Ella's tea picking up the phone.Emang Nanda where?" Ask Rima.
"Had your cousin was still asleep.Maclum no work." Ella lied with a stammering sentence.
"Hmm. not usually Nanda naps until 04.00 pm.Capek time well.." Rima.
"Udahlah papa.Yaudah ask your home address here.Laundry would not take." Ella told Rima.
"Yes tea.Later the address Rima sent in via sms aja." replied Rima.
"OK" Ella's sentence ended the call.
'Huft... That means Nanda didn't go to her uncle's house.then where did she go? I'd better meet Rima first.Now he knows where Nanda usually goes.Dad I have to go now.' Inner Ella.
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Viewers 2 hours ago at around 01.12 wib.There was a traffic accident on peacock street no.4 allegedly the incident occurred because of a young man who crossed without heart.
As a result he was hit by a motorist who drove from the North.The victim bounced up to 6 meters from the crash site.The victim had a very heavy bleeding.Blood flowing profusely from the cavity of the ear, nose and mouth of the victim.
Road users who are around immediately stop and secure the area around the accident.The victim also had time to get help and taken by Ambulan.Na'as the life of the victim can not be saved.Jasadnya now in the nearest hospital.
Some witnesses said before being hit.Korban Seemed to run while crying from the direction of the apartment building bougenvil.Meanwhile the driver of the car only suffered a mild shock.
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After arriving at the shophouse owned by the Nanda family, Ella was amazed by it.It is one of the largest shophouses there.No wonder Pak Joko can until preparing a honeymoon package to banyuwangi.
"Eh. tea Ella has come in.Come in, Rima make tea." Greet Rima with joy.
Ella just nodded while smiling as she responded to Rima.Afterwards Ella directly entered the house.House also looks neat and large.Perhaps about 700 square meters.
Rima then served warm tea to Ella.She also took the laundry left by Nanda.Rima entertained her sister-in-law very kindly.
"Hmm.. it turns out you pinter make sweet tea.Enak..!" Ella.
"Hahaha.kan stay brewed.Everyone can also if making tea doang mah." Connect Rima.
"Oh yes.I became curious, if at home Nanda likes to play anywhere.Did he just keep the store." Ella begins to take action and searches for Nanda's information through her brother.
"Most like to play in the garden.Or if not here deket chinese restaurant." Rima.
"Oh yes, Nanda once said he said you are rarely with him.Not before you live in Surabaya." said Ella.Rima looked surprised when she heard the sentence from her brother-in-law.
"Ehmm. yes.Before I was the same mother living in Surabaya.I moved to Jakarta because my college emang moved here." Reply Rima smirked.
"But why only now if you want to study in Jakarta.Why not from the beginning?" Ask Ella more deeply.
"Because of that time, the conditions are different.Neither rich now." reply Rima faltered.
'Why is Rima so nervous?' inner Ella.
"Didn't you guys want to stay with Nanda.What for you, you're just a disabled person?" Hasute Ella.
"Enough! Ella tea should not say rich that.However Now Nanda her husband tea Ella.For Rima, Nanda is a very valuable brother.She is a hero, she always helps others around her.Gara because of an accident 2 years ago,Now Nanda's like this." Resolutely Rima.Rima is indeed not good at holding back emotions.He will certainly immediately get angry if there are people who humiliate his brother.
"What's? Nanda became like this because he was an accident, not a birth defect." Ella was surprised.
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