Nandithas

MALIKHA

Nandita was helping pack jerky and order orders for customers, as the phone in her little bag rang. He was not suspicious at all when the name of the fiancee appeared on his flat screen.

"Hello mas,"

"Darling, can you come here now?" Gunadh asked in a small voice.

"Suddenly kok? This is late afternoon, what is it?"

"Safira doesn't exist,"

"Oh, my goodness ...." Nandita's reflexes shut her mouth, shocked by the news Gunadh was reporting.

"Mira has been crying hysterically since then if her mommy was declared dead. I don't know how he is, afraid he will hurt himself. Moreover, mas also have to take care of Safira's body, because there is no family here.

"Yes mas ... I'll be ready to go there for a second. But Mira's okay, isn't she?"

"She was angry with the nurse, because she said her mommy was not there. Now he is calm, his friends are still here. But later, I did not dare to leave him alone. I am afraid ...."

Nandita breathed heavily upon hearing Gunadh's words.

Inevitably, he had to go to his fiancee's place tonight as well.

Malikha, who had been watching her brother, finally approached Nandita who was still pensive.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Ask the girl curious.

"Mas Gunadh ... He called earlier, ask brother to go with Mira ...."

"Ck, just a few days at home, back again. They're more important than family?" Ketus the younger brother, and just left immediately, without wanting to hear the explanation.

Nandita's head was getting throbbing pain.

He did not want to argue with his sister, he just resigned and let Malikha sulk at him. This time he had to go.

It's not about who he prefers. For Nandita the family remains the most important. But the current circumstances force him to accompany Gunadh and Namira more often.

He decided to remain silent on the way home. Let it be later when he arrives home and gathers with his father, he tells all.

Malikha did not say a word, on the way home. His pouting face made Nandita also reluctant to start a conversation with her youngest sister.

"What's wrong with you, Ta?" Ask Santi's mother, when the two had just arrived, and Malikha went straight into her room, still with her face bent.

Nandita just shrugged her shoulders indifferently. His mood was not good at the moment either. Tired and dizzy, coming simultaneously.

He chose to throw his body on the sofa, while gently massaging his forehead.

"Where's the father, Bun?" Ask when he did not find the figure he was looking for.

"Still taking a shower, just got home. Why?"

"Someone wants me to talk about. But then, just as I was there." Her mouth closed her eyes.

Mother Santi no longer asked, she let her daughter rest, while waiting for the husband to finish cleaning himself.

"Why Bun? It hurt?" Ask the wife, who is playing a mobile phone near her daughter.

"Most caps, or fights equally. His face was pouting as well as the new fit came, his mouth was monyong, wanted mother iket use rubber unyil." His sister to the husband.

Darma's father did not respond to his wife's complaint, but instead approached Nandita to wake the woman up.

"Bec ... Wakeup ... Why sleep here? This part already wants six o'clock, not good to sleep right *sandya kala."

"Pretend it's a yah ... The guy he just came along with." Santi's mother grumbled in front of her husband.

"Bec ... Eeh wake!" The woman, who was more bar-barous than her husband, woke her son up in a loud voice.

"Mother. Slowly build up ...." Said the father, staring annoyedly at the wife.

Nandita opened her eyes lazily. He really fell asleep a while ago.

"Yeah ...." He said as he looked at the figure of the father in front of him.

"You're sick again? Why sleep here?" Ask the father again, making sure to the child.

Nandita just shook her head, while fixing her sitting position.

They sat three on the sofa, where Nandita slept a while ago.

"Yes ... Bun ... Mas Gunadh called earlier, he said Safira died, I was asked to go there mira temenin." Nandita said directly to her parents.

"God ... When's death?" Not the father who answered, but mother Santi.

"So Bun, mas Gunadh called me back in our kitchen with Malikha."

"Trus when are you going there?" This time my father asked.

"I think about today. I'm worried about how Mira is, Dad. He was hysterical when his mommy died, even snapping at medics. I'm afraid the boy is reckless again, while Gunadh mas can't focus on him, because he has to take care of Safira's body."

"But it's udh afternoon, Ta ...." Mother Santi.

"Yes you know, Bun ... But what about donk, I've said yes to mas Gunadh ...."

Nandita certainly did not feel good to Gunadh, because previously he had been able to come as soon as that day.

"Take your adek aja Ta, let someone invited to drive the motorbike." Dad's proposal finally.

"Yes yeah ...." Sahut Nandita slowly, relieved to be given permission to meet the prospective child, he continued.

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haii pet Guntha 😍😍😍

don't forget to leave your tracks ...