NIP FIGHTER

CHAPTER 59: GIRL'S DISEASE

One week passed again, successfully Nandang and his friends went through in order to carry out their lecture duties. And that week was a week of drama especially the Girl who spent her time jealous, angry and keki to see Nandang's attention on Dita.

Maybe the pregnancy hormone is also what makes Dita's appetite always increases when eating artificial food Nandang voraciously continue.

In accordance with what Akbar said if that week he will come to supervise the progress of the group's KKN activities. Akbar chose to sleep with the male students on the outside. While occasionally stealing the steal glance and the opportunity can stroke Dita's stomach.

The gestational age is past 2 months. But still in a vulnerable time and must be taken care of extra. Pregnancy hormones are also increased, want to always be near the person who made her pregnant of course.

Actually not a wrong thing, if Akbar and Dita to be honest, if they are husband and wife. But Dita felt it still needed to cover it, because she was afraid of the actor. Because the husband's divorce papers aren't yet in hand.

But it makes it chaotic, the girl is not only furious to see the attention of Nandang on Dita. But he was also a bit happy to see their guidance lecturer too often more inclined to guide Dita so that the task is completed immediately.

"Pa Akbar... Dita private tutoring lecturer yes? How come Dita is being corrected more often?" ask the girl who did dare to ask, rather than Meka or Lyra who only bent elbows.

"Oh.. happens to be Dita's job is not as good as yours. So, it's like you're just correcting Dita's." Akbar replied makes sense.

"Kiraiin, only Dita's seen." Answer Girl understand.

"Keep pa... is it okay as long as this KKN fellow group friends are dating?" ask the girl again off the track.

"Well... ? Answering that is not my capacity as a lecturer. All I take care of is what relates to your performance. Progress activities and provide suggestions for progress during the activities during the running of this KKN." Light with a flat voice.

"Pa Akbar, the coffee's on the dinner table." Dita's voice went out in the living room, the place where the Girl and the others consulted.

Akbar's sweet smile was engraved facing Dita. In his heart he cheered happily, even wanting to immediately embrace his wife who was even pregnant with the child he had longed for so far.

"Thank you D." He answered while standing will approach the dining table, where Dita prepares black coffee for him.

"Is there cake?" ask her slowly to Dita. The one asked only shook his head, he seemed to keep a distance from Akbar, among those in the room only Lyra knew, if Akbar was the father of the baby who was born.

"Where to?" akbar asked Dita again, looking at the other students who were still round in the middle room.

"So much time siih.. usually Nandang outside pa. In place of the full signal." Answer Girl.

"Yes, yes here the blank spot. Sampu hard usually contact you via chat let alone phone." Akbar replied while staring at Dita.

"What do you need with Nandang?" tanya Lyra responded and approached towards Akbar.

"You ask for a biscuit. A coffee buddy." Akbar replied briefly.

"The specialist looking for the cake was Arman pa, because he had a borrowed motorcycle. While the father coped with Dita alone, his face menul menul kok, rich wet biscuits." Kekeh Lyra joked. He understood that the two needed space and time to get close to each other.

"Oh that's it. You can try. Sit down, let me get you some coffee while you look at your cheeks." Suddenly Akbar flirtatious, making Dita's cheeks blush pink, resisting embarrassment.

"Liaraa..." Said Dita quietly with a smile.

"Ah. males ah. You guys harvest." Said the Girl refused, her heart really did not like Dita, in everyday attention Nandang often poured out for Dita, then when this guidance lecturer was there. He actually accompanied the lecturer in the inn for reasons of illness he rarely came out of the inn.

"Yes already.You just accompany Dita and Mr. Akbat here. Don't blame us if you'll call the same call Nandang in the garden." Lyra cuek. Tau karti As the ultimate so that Girls can go with them.

"Yeee. It's good that you guys want to deket deket with my wand." His homoat was shameless, and immediately mingled with his three friends who were already outside the house.

"Eh, do you realize? If Dita is odd..." Dita started to gossip.

"How's ganjen?" ask Meka.

"Look at all make coffee for Akbar. It's so flirtatious, isn't that Akbar's already married?" tanyakanya.

"All the girls who make coffee are flirtatious?" ask Vinda a little o'on.

"Yes, not all of it. Just from his gesture. How is he rich to give more attention is it the same pa Akbar? Pa Akbar is also weird. I asked the other group, where there is a dospemnya who can participate in the shelter with the students." Read Girl.

"Yes we should be grateful. It means we're his species students." Answer meka cuek.

"Yes, that means good pa Akbar dospem. Not that it's better. Let's not get much wrong." And Vinda again. Make the girl feel alone, no one's defending her.

"Where are we?" asked Nandang when he saw the group of girls approaching towards him, who had been waiting in the bean field.

"The same date as Akbar." The girl replied wanting to see a surprised expression on Nandang's face, or perhaps jealousy. I thought that the girl who thought Nandang had a special relationship with Dita.

"Oh." Answer Nandang flat without expression.

"Nan... pa Akbar already knew Dita was pregnant?" The Lyra whisper to Nandang. When they are on the same path to picking long beans.

"Stt. Yesterday when you stayed. They're married siri." Nandang replied no less whispering, approaching with Lyra.

Bruuk. a few long bean blades about Nandang and Lyra. Both of them turned to the origin of the beans that were thrown towards them.

"Girl...? what the hell is that?" angry Lyra saw some blades of beans falling to the ground.

"Nearly two of you...!!!" Girls are no less angry at Lyra.

"Why are you Dis?" nandang asked a bit angry, he was not happy Girl as if throwing food.

"Udah is clear. I like you Nandang. I don't like any other girls to get your hands on. Understood?"

Seriate...