Nandithas

GO TO SAH (2)

"Cieeee who is willing to become Gunadh's mistress, can like every holiday Diya brother dapet special price from sister-in-law," said Nindya to try Nandita's chin.

"Aren't you asking for free, brother? Not bad, the money can be made to buy another." Biyanca Sahut.

"May also tuh ... Eh but later if everyone asks for free, don't bankrupt people's business."

"Sister does not know, mas Gunadh is rich hotel a banyaaaak." Malikha spread her arms as wide as possible, with a look of admiration.

"Kok you know?" Nandita's reflexes asked. Because she never told how many assets her future husband had, to anyone. Where did the brother get that information?

"Cieeee ...." All three back compact tease.

"What the hell, it's doank, ciaa ciea ciee aja." Upset Nandita, unable to hide her shy face.

"That's it." commented Malikha again.

"Nr ...." Malikha opened her voice, after a while they fell silent.

"Mm-mm"

"Why does it feel like marriage?" Malikha's question made not only Nandita, but her other two brothers turn their heads.

"Why? It's a doank, your eyes are so horror look at me." Said the girl, lifting the pillow she had been holding since.

Nandita throws a used cotton ball, which she just used to clean her face. Feeling anxious about Malikha's innocent behavior.

"What were you doing?" Tanya Biyanca and Nindya compact.

"How does it feel to be married ...." Malikha repeated her question.

"That wasn't your question. You said what it's like to marry, right?"

"What's the difference?" Ask Malikha plain.

"Yes bedalah. Marriage is a sacred process of legalization of husband and wife both religiously and nationally. While the marriage was ...." Biyanca could not continue her sentence.

"Hayoo what ...." Demand Malikha with a defiant face. He intends to trap Nandita with the question, but apparently Biyanca is hooked.

"The process of making his descendants." Sahut Nindya saved Biyanca. Biyanca confirmed her cousin's words by nodding her head.

"Well, any of you have ever been?" Nindya pointed her index finger, towards her three cousins in turns.

"Opaan, don't take the blame ...." Biyanca made her loudest voice, making the others look at her.

Nindya looked suspiciously at the cousin.

"Bi," Biyanca blushed getting a cornered look from Nindya.

"Don't say you ...."

"Naaaa Kak Bian naaaa" Malikha excitedly pointed towards her elder sister.

"Well, this is big news" he said with excitement. Meanwhile, the cornered Biyanca tried to act calm, although her brain was looking for the right answer to defend itself.

"Kha ... Diem! It's a secret." Nindya.

"What secret?" Suddenly from the direction of the door, the voice of Santi's mother, who appeared with Aunt Niar, surprised them all.

"This ... Brother Bian m m mm" Malikha's mouth was smothered by Nindya who was sitting next to him.

"Don't say anything, they'll get angry." Whisper Nindya to the youngest.

Malikha nodded her head in agreement.

"Inget, tomorrow at four you have to wake up. Dita also, can not stay up late, so that tomorrow his face is not lethargic." Say again.

Nagging Aunt Niar, saving them from Santi's mother's question about what they discussed a while ago.

"Yes ...." Compact they answer. Even though they are both adults, even Nindya is married and has children, but their attitude every time they meet remains like ABG's children. And this rare meeting they made a reunion, repeating the excitement in the past.

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New time points to the number 05.00, but at the house of Darma's father has been seen busy like a person who has a big event.

There are busy in the kitchen, there are busy sweeping in the yard that has been installed tents, and there are those who are ready to clean themselves in the bathroom.

Nandita who was feeling restless, could not sleep well since yesterday. Moreover, sister Nindya, sister Biyanca, also Malikha who was suddenly in her room yesterday, teased her until late at night.

Until Santi and Aunt Niar come, stop the pity of them all.

"Bec ... Udh wake up yet?" The voice of Santi's mother was heard from outside.

"Udah Bun ... Just a minute." Nandita got up and opened the door to her room.

Mother Santi looked at the face of her daughter who will soon release her single period.

"Why Bun?"

"May you come in?"

Nandita nodded, letting the woman who gave birth to her into the still messy room.

"Here son." Mother Santi patted the mattress he was on, asking Nandita to sit next to him.

Nandita felt strange, not usually the mother was gentle like that. The mother is a strict woman and a bit of a bar-bar. It is very rare to show the soft side like a dream mother in general. But so both Nandita and her other children feel proud of the figure of Santi's mother.

Nandita sat down next to the woman who gave birth to her. Looking at his face with a confused look.

"Ta, soon you'll be somebody's wife. Your responsibilities are increasing now. Not only take care of yourself, but you also have to be able to take care of your husband. Moreover, there is Namira who became a child connect you. You should pay attention to him too." Said bund Santi starting the conversation.

"Yes Bun."

"Take care of yourself in people's homes. Prolong your patience and sincerity, because every household must have a test. Never complain about your husband's ugliness, as long as he doesn't violate any of your agreed principles." Nandita nodded her head again, without answering a single word.

"Frequently look at your father's house, son. Don't forget us," Mother Santi's voice began to hoarse. The middle-aged woman had been holding back her cries since then, but this time she was unsuccessful. Those melted crystal dots wet his cheeks.

"Bun ..." Nandita hugged her body. He also shed tears.

"I'm still the son of the same father. Even if I'm married, I can't ignore you."

"But your priority is no longer us, son. You have a new family, which you must prioritize." Santi's mother's advice is not only for Nandita, but as if to remind herself, if she as a parent must be aware, her daughter already has a new life where she must be ready to be the second.

"You can't come here at will, without your husband's permission. When a single person, the so-called home is a parent.

But when she becomes a wife, the so-called home is her husband and children." Mommy Santi reminded Nandita.

"So good name father and mother, by not making us ashamed, son. Our prayers are always with you." Mother Santi rubbed the head of Nandita, who was immersed in her arms.

This is probably their last hug, with Nandita still single.

After this, her little daughter will become the wife of the person, will belong to the person.

Mommy Santi can only hope, hopefully Gunadh's attitude during this time will not change. She will always consider herself and her husband as her own parents.