NEW TWILIGHT FOR SYANIA

Episode 131

The Journey Home

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The car drove for sure, not too fast or too relaxed. Kristo is very fit to calculate the best speed to split the traffic of Bengkulu City this afternoon whose roads are quite crowded, all vehicles look busy to ensure they can precede other vehicles. Kristo does not want to be provoked, the master's salvation is beyond all.

　

Sometimes Kristo stole a glance, trying to glance from the top of his eyes through a small glass that was right on the steering wheel that was in his strong grip. Kristo wants to know how the master's condition in the back seat or rather curious. Of course Kristo suddenly became curious because this afternoon was not as usual the master looked very quiet. From the beginning Aisakha sat on the back bench, it seemed that Aisakha was only interested in looking at the right side of her arm. Looking out the window saw the trees until the high-rise buildings and houses passed leaving him far behind.

　

What disturbs your mind, huh?

what is that woman? If that's sir, you don't have to worry. Julia will never interfere with your life again. I've already cleaned it up.

　

"Master?" Still trying to catch a glimpse of the master from the small glass on the steering wheel of the car. Aisakha returned the gaze, unintentionally looking at the small glass where Kristo was watching.

　

"I'm fine". It seemed that Aisakha knew what her secretary's gaze meant.

　

"Julia I've done it, sir don't think about her anymore". Kristo is still maintaining the pace of the car as at the beginning.

　

"Thank you". The short answer that Aisakha spoke while returning to pay attention to the scene outside the window.

　

"It's my duty sir".

　

"Some days do not see Mama, how do you do?" Aisakha glanced at the small glass that Kristo had been wearing to see himself.

　

"His mother is good. Do some activities outside the home. Including the Mall three days ago".

　

"Ke Mall, where, who's the same?"

　

"With the master driver, the master's mother shop for daily necessities in the Mall of the Panjang Beach area".

　

"Why aren't you in control?" Aisakha sounded angry. "Please Mama's tired bring her own stuff".

　

"From the recent reports, someone helped his mother, sir, he was not alone".

　

"Ooo, mama asked the Mall's maid for help?"

　

"It doesn't seem like a master". Kristo nodded slowly. "Young girl, pretty".

　

"Who?" Aisakha.

　

"His identity is unknown to the master".

　

"Mama's daughter no more". Now Aisakha became lazy. The memory of Julia again adorns her eyes.

　

"I don't think it's the master. The guards are not really familiar".

　

"May there be no new Julia". Aisakha said slowly. "Trus how's aunt Ros doing this afternoon?"

　

　

"Nia still there?"

　

"Still master, miss with her cousin and sister-in-law are still there". Kristo jeswan well. "Only my uncle goes home, sir, takes a new change of clothes".

　

"Now what's Nia doing?"

　

"The last report is still in her aunt's treatment room, miss, sir". Kristo glanced to the right, making sure the situation was safe as he had to deflect the car to the right side of the road. "Sir wants the guards to come in and see what the lady is doing in the treatment room?"

　

　

"No, just leave it. Let her be with her aunt. Don't bother!"

　

　

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"So you during school can be wayward too, son, hahahaha". Mama laughed amusedly at Nia's story. The story of Nia's time attending high school first. The time when he had deliberately incited three of his friends not to participate in the flag ceremony.

　

It seems like this mother is so enjoying a relaxing time with Nia, she is so absorbed in listening to all the stories of Nia which is the answer to all her curiosity about a Syrian. Look, how this mother can laugh off just by hearing a little bit of Nia's mischief during High School. Mama really loves Nia, that's for sure. All eyes that look can immediately know, because of the way Mama treated Nia like her own child.

　

"Maaaaa", Nia a little protest. "It's not recalcitrant, it's just channeling pent-up intelligence". Nia smiled to herself.

　

"Yes, yes, by telling your friends to pretend to be sick in order not to participate in the flag ceremony. Hahaha, pretty smart anyway". Mama looks very relaxed telling stories with Nia.

　

"But only one time it was loh ma, after that I was converted". Nia tried to convince Mama.

　

"Yeahaaaaa?" Mama doesn't believe it.

　

"Yes ma, because after that we finally caught the same picket teacher again relaxed in the UKS. Hehehe, so ashamed ma". Nia scratched her head, but did not gatalloh.

　

Beautiful, polite, intelligent, loving and jolly. Perfect to accompany my son.

But how, I have to slowly influence him. Yeah, slowly...

In a gentle but sure way, so that he would like me to introduce the same child just my way.

　

"Mom, may I ask you a question?" Mama also intends to start her business to be able to make Nia as her dream daughter-in-law. For this matter, don't ask how excited Mama is.

　

"By dong ma, please. Mama asked what". Nia stopped chewing on her submarine pempek and shifted focus to Mama. What feeling is mama kayak seriously rowdy yah?

　

"Your special man, how serious is your relationship with him?"

　

Degggggg...Nia was silent to the question.