NIP FIGHTER

CHAPTER 79: FAITH, AMEN, KABUL

Nandang increasingly did not want to leave the workshop. Even though he did not know the repairman.

But, according to Nandang, the father was not wrong. In fact, he can learn a lot and find out about anything, according to his interpretation of fellow men. Nandang has not had a father for a long time, of course the way his mother and sister look different from the way he thought. While confiding with Mr. Good as well

no way, Nandang sung and respect to his lover's father.

“You just imagine, the son of a mayor fell in love with a diploma II graduate who everyday as a repairman to support the woman he said he loved. Not just the pros we reap, cons are for sure.” Continue to illustrate.

“Are his parents really willing to let go of their child for father?” ask Nandang slowly.

“Which parents are willing to give up the child they were born with, raise and educate with affection and established finances. Arrived when married choose only with a repairman?” he told Nandang.

“Of course in early marriage we often pull over. Like a cat moving. He will be asked to go to a big house, and then to

cost. Hah... dramatic once.”.

“Then how did you finally manage to stay decent living with your wife?”

“Appointments. A man's promise to the father of the woman you love is key. Certainty of handing over to the right person is a source of tranquility for the father-in-law.” Said the father for sure.

“Make sure your woman's life is not lacking in affection, then fortune in any form will be abundant in your life and life.” Nandang's eyes twinkled. It's as if finding an outlet for her relationship and her feelings for Naila all along.

“Did... ever give up?” ask again.

“Don't give up and despair. Split up already you did. Just give back the woman you promised to be happy to her parents.” The father laughed to himself.

“Then?”

“But it turns out he was even returned again to father. And held accountable because of the child

people already father make pregnant.” His laughter sounded fierce and felt victorious.

“Since then, you never again give up, complain let alone beg. Bittersweet, sad laughter.we feel and enjoy yourself. Until our first child was born, my father finally got a job. And after the father's wife gave birth to the second child, it was his turn to get a job as a teacher. Slowly our standard of living increases, At least stabilize.” Said the Father again.

“If get that NIP when you have your first child. It is impossible until now you are still an officer of group 2.” Nandang.

“Ha... ha.. if you say now you are the head of the service of an agency in this city do you believe?”

the father jokes.

“Hah... nothing is impossiblenot in this world.” Sahut Nandang did not dare to guess.

“Ah. It is not important now what group of fathers and have what office? For you can open a workshop in the middle of the night blind this is just happy.”

“Thank you for the chat sir. My name is Nandang Batuah. I'll come by sometime. Although not because of torn tires.” Pamit Nandang to the father.

“Bby... very can and I wait. I Sosongko” He said introduced himself also like Nandang.

“Alright... excuse me sir.”.

“Shortly. What was your name Batuah? Which name is it from?”

“My father is a Borneo man sir. Batuah means to get windfall.” Answer Nandang.

“Name is prayer. That is the hope your parents have asked God for. Nandang means boy. You are the anal man who gets the windfall. Allow your name. Imani your way and all your prayers in Allah.” Mr. Sosongko's message to Nandang.

“Amiin. Assalamualaikum sir.”

“Walaikum sallam.” Reply the father looked at the back of Nandang who was getting away from his workshop.

The morning was bright, as bright as Nandang's mood that would set his foot on campus. His mind is round. Wants to continue his law degree. The atmosphere of the house is still as usual, neat and full of fragrant laundry special fragrance that spread throughout the house.

Andini is already a scholar, which means that the lecture period is no longer there. Return to the mode of unemployment as the context that often Nandang used. But it's not something that makes Andini

disheartened.

“Kak Nan... mang Karman can still be asked please?” ask Andini when they have breakfast together.

“Still... would you like to ask what?”

“Ndin can remodel the front of the room Euis not kak?”

“For...?”

“You make room divider. Ndin wants to open calistung tutoring for pre-school children and tiered school age.”

Answer Andini.

“Why are you afraid to bother?”

“Not... afraid his brain is frozen like brother Nan.” The answer is sloppy and impolite.

“Eh. You didn't try to take the test.”

“CPNS. Yes, I have joined this Bachelor.” Answer Andini cuek.

“Ya. Just try.. good luck.”

“Ga can also ga papa. Not so PNS too, Ndin could be a teacher. Although only teacher private tutoring.” Insinuations.

“Kak Nan pray you can yes. Today, I'm going to enroll in S-2. Pray for yes. And brother Nan can finish it in time. Brother Nan will also follow PKPA in order to be able to intern at the advocate office. In front of this house can also be installed plank lawyer Nandang Batuah, SH. MH.” Her impressions with great enthusiasm.

“Alhamdulilah. Where's Nan nemu wangsit? Tetiba pinter this morning.” Praise Andini for feeling her sister is back

go the right way.

“Meet angels and God.” Kekeh Nandang excited.

“Nai.. sorry about last night. If there is time. We'll date later in the afternoon.” Chat Nandang on Naila.

Arriving at the Nandang campus immediately deal. Fill out the form and complete all requested files. Even until the completion of all the college requirements. Nandang has not received a reply notification from Naila.

Is Naila angry with Nandang?

How busy is now his lover, who is also not busy in college.

Nandang immediately put his motorbike towards Naila's house.

And found there, a black car parked in Naila's yard. And Nandang knows, it's not Mr. Good's car. This must be the guest's car, Mr. Nice. Because, only certain people who have a car as luxurious as this.

Nandang paused his intention to visit.

Grabbing his gawai, to make a grill on Naila's contacts. He repeated it a few times, but still.

It's on the list of missed calls.

Seriate…