Nayra's Defense

30.The oath came out

" Yes sir, well I'll prepare everything tomorrow." Dinda ended Vidio's call.

" I-that's your boss ?" I said with a stammer.

" Yes, why does Nay you look so shocked, do you know my boss too?" dinda said with a squint.

" Mmm, isn't it just kind of similar to my customers being cafeed? reply reassured.

It's impossible, right? I told you honestly that this morning it was me who hit me, I was lucky I was only slightly injured. I don't want to ruin Dinda's show tonight, either, If I told you any story Dinda would not believe that there I thought was slandering her boss.Just shut up all I can do right now is find out what om jaya really wants from me.

" Dinda Nayra eat first ahead?" said Salma's mother on the doorstep of Dinda's room, which had been opened.

" Any mom in a minute?" said Dinda

" Yes, I've been living first, won't you long hunt the food cold?" salma's mother reminded.

" Beres Bu "said Dinda who seemed to justify sitting him facing me.

" How are you still at home in the cafe? "asked Dinda

"Alhamdulillah is still at home hehe. although the salary increases a little but it is enough to connect life" I complained.

" Ow..so, how about you apply for a job where I just work there again there is a vacancy in the marketing department if you want Nay?" Said Dinda enthusiastically.

" Will I think?"

" Okay, gakpapa? later if indeed you are willing you directly contact me okay, yes if for example the marketing section has been filled with the same people later I try to find in other parts that are certainly suitable for you? let's be together again ?"

" Okay ready?" say

" Ayok ate was hungry already my stomach?" dinda said by stroking her stomach.

" Oooo.kacean who has a house even starving duuuhh duuuuh..haha" mocked me while walking out of Dinda's room.

Enjoy all the food with a very large menu there is rendang, gulai , sate and various drinks that have been presented at the table neatly arranged ddiruang guest.

After eating we continued to tell about the past, also the present from work to romance Dinda with her boyfriend.

" I'll go home sometime?" I kissed Dinda's left right cheek.

"Yes thank you, 'okay later we set the schedule so that we can tell a long story."

" Okay" I said

Not forgetting to say goodbye to Miss Salma and Mr. Suryo Dinda's father .

Back on foot with the entourage about the one who is in the direction of my home.I don't have many stories just being a loyal listener of mothers who communicate.

" Well, how much food was there ? must Dinda's salary be so big ?" said the mothers in yellow.

" Yes very right, ma'am, many guests were invited to my amazement earlier?" mom in pink dress chimed.

" Had buk, mediocre times , still lavish also the event in Susi kemaren ?" said the mother in black with her lips.

" Ih.mom this yow do not compare with Bu Susi tow lha wong Bu Susi is her work lawyer is much different from Dinda" said in yellow defending.

" Who is jealous of the daughter of Salma's mother who only rose to become a personal assistant has been pretentious to make the event especially later if the director must even be more arrogant?" grumbled mom in black.

" Astagfirullah halazim buk ibuk" said the mother in pink and yellow in unison.

" Mmm let's buk my mom first already up ?" I said with a smile to the mothers about.

" Yes mbak nay" said the mother in yellow clothes followed by another nod as she stepped forward on her way home to each other.

Being here is often the case like that, often even a lot of good people in front of the rotten behind. Many people who praise in front of talking bad behind the back.Even many people who drop each other for the sake of position, do not like the success of others most like to see others slumped or fell.

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The sunlight began to appear revealing its light. I closed my eyes with palms of light reflecting from behind the window a very glare Dimata.

My hands also turned to feel on the side of the mattress looking for flat objects. Until my hand slid under the pillow.

" What is 8 o'clock Haduh, this terrible misfortune is called?" I said with Buru-buru down the bed.

" Bruuukk..haduh, put on the fall show again ? why is this blanket down here making it even more complicated?" omelku while sitting down leaning on the bed.

Forced me to decide the permission not to enter work, rather than being able to scold mending choose a shortcut.

" It's good to be allowed a day off if not ?where is it good to have a holiday like this? ahhaa..I know where to go?"

Shower wearing white tops with black pants wearing sneaker shoes wearing a helmet and riding a motorcycle to the destination.

At least half an hour to reach my goal. The wind hit my face cold that I think the whirling waves sent my eyes to see the beauty of the beach scenery. I sat on the sand that spread wide occasionally the water came to me. enjoying the young coconut water that I had ordered.

" Nayra's alone?" tanya Aunty Susi who passed by with 2 friends and one of his friends was Aunt Ninda .

" Aunte Susi ,ya Aunty "my answer by kissing the back of Aunt Susi's hand and her friend's turn to reach Aunt Ninda's hand, Aunt Ninda did not want to extend her hand.

Aunt Ninda looked at me cynically .I just smiled.

" You know this fucking kid Sus ?" tanya Aunt ninda said.

" Eh, what's the fucking kid ? do I know this is my neighbor?"said Aunt Ninda with a smile as she patted my shoulder.

" Ow you know the kid I used to tell you about when you came out. " Aunty Ninda looked at me sharply.

"Yes ..continue?" said Aunt Susi

" Yes this is the son, the pretentious child, the child who has ruined my son's future.The child who made my husband drop this is all the work of this damn child !. I pray you will be destroyed, if the almighty hears I want you to crash and not survive, this is my prayer for you son of a bitch. " said Aunt Ninda by pushing my body.

" Astagfirullah, Istighfar Bu Ninda, don't you talk that way."? said the mother in brown clothes .

" Yes Bu Ninda is not good" Aunt Susi chimed in.

" Let's just , I'm not afraid of anything. I don't want Nayra to be happy, I don't want to. This damn kid has to feel what my son feels?" tisul Bu Ninda .

I just silently heard the swearing Aunty Ninda made on me.

I believe that all this will be in return.