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28. ANDIRA'S FUTURE PLANS




“Do not joke lo vin.” Rosa's been out cold sweat


“Situation like gini where to fuck I joke!” Arvin answered half-screaming. Arvin is certainly not afraid of the mysterious voice that brings the horror atmosphere. Arvin felt familiar with the voice that made Genk Indi afraid.


Justright. Now Arvin saw Indi crouching behind Levi. Gesticulating Arvin to be still, by putting his index finger on his lips. Arvin looked at Rosa, Levi and Nuraeni who were still holding hands and looking around, looking for the source of the voice.


“Why did you see it up? Don't want to try nyari down?”Arvin gave a suggestion and it made Indi take a sharp glance.


Indi was forced to stop the preoccupation of working with his friend. Before Rosa, Levi and Nuraeni turned back and turned her gaze down, Indi started to stand up and raised her hand to touch Rosa's shoulder.


“BAAA!!!” Indi stood up and surprised his friends


“Akh.aah” the three of them were startled and slightly jumped from where they stood and after that, they compactly shouted


“INDI!”


Indi and Arvin endlessly laughed and held the stomach. His genk was still complaining of anger


“Lo has hit Arvin!” Rosa pinched Indi's cheeks slowly, channeling her sense of regret


“Set by now, why I'm wronged” Arvin does not accept


“Yes it! This time Nuraeni is the one who answered. Finally they walked to the parking lot.


“Hayo ngaku! You guys were scared?” ask Indi who still wants to discuss the matter


“Nno! No way there are demons during the day, right?!” Nuraeni bragged


“Emang satan scared ama noon?” Rosa responded


“Kalo lunches right turn elo haunting, emang lo would like a rival ama kunti” Levi answer Rosa's questions


“Iih seriously” Rosa blurted her lips


“Two times rius” Levi replied while lifting his two fingers “Peace”


* Elsewhere


“Master. Here's what you asked” A black-clothed man known as a subordinate and bodyguard gives a brown envelope to his superior.


“What do you get” replied the master


“They are brothers. His father was just a regular employee at a bank. And his mother is also just an ordinary housewife who is busy every day with a small shop in front of her house.”


“you know where their home is?”the master began to open the envelope on the table and looked at the contents.


“Iya tuan” replied the subordinate


“Take me there. Now!” the master's orders were immediately answered with a nod of the head.


*Indian House


“Andi, do you really want to work? Don't want to go to college again?” Bagas asked his son's future plans while sipping hot coffee made by his beloved wife.


“Iya pah's. Andi wants to work first, collect money. Just continued his college. That's if you don't hunt males. Hee..hee” Andira replied casually


“As far as you are anyway. Papa just wants to know aj”


“Married aja kak, let Indi cepet have ponakan. Later there will be someone who calls Indi as aunt hii.hi..” Indi gives his opinion for the brother.


“Hush mating mating. Which is really marriage. How to get married, if the candidate does not have” Amrita join nimbrung


“Terus why not brought here. Name want to know the prospective mother-in-law mama.”


“Later mah. If Andi has worked, has money and can feed new wife deh Andi knowsin” Andira answered the wishes of his mother


“Halah..certain boong. Anybody wants Andi. Sister is an ice cube” Indi seduces her brother by sticking out the tongue of a taunting sign


“Truly.”


“Bo ong”


“Bener!”


“Bo ong!”


“Eeeh. You guys are yeah! Already on big, the behavior is still like a boy” Amrita stopped the debate of his two children, while Bagas only shook his head.


This is the feeling of their family's intimacy. Families that are often noisy, but still love each other.


There are many families who are happier. Rich and luxurious.


But where is it, there is such a thing as perfection?


Their family may not be perfect. But it is from these imperfections that they learn to perfect each other.


There are many children out there who feel lonely because their parents are too busy working. There is no lack of wealth but a lack of love.


There are also children who must always be forced to follow the wishes of the family, by being forced to accept arranged marriages due to mere business interests. A life path that is determined without being able to choose.


We can only see from the outside. Always assume that someone else's life must be better than his. But a happy life is a life that is certainly much grateful in it.


Poor families, usually money is the main problem. But even rich people do not mean they do not have problems and difficulties.


Everything must have its flaws and advantages.


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“Who is this? How not to be known to mama” Amrita approached Andira who was chatting with a girl. Beautiful girl, tall with pure white skin. The girl who appears to be from a high-class family. Wearing famous brand dres that are definitely expensive, with high heels studded with shiny small grains.


Amrita can certainly calculate how much rupiah from the outfit worn by the girl who still holds her son's arm, because they just finished berselfi ria. Where can Amrita know and know with expensive brand goods?


When Amrita was young and not married to Bagas, she was among those who knew the fashion world. Expensive clothes, shoes and also the output bags of the company that often hold fashion shows, Amrita often met. And the soul turned out to descend into Indi. Indi also likes the world of fashion and has aspirations to become a desaigner.


Not much is known about Amrita's world as a young man except Bagas and his friends.


“Eh mom. This is Naura. And Naura..this is my mama” Andira smiling towards Amrita and introducing Naura.


Today is Andira's graduation day. Bagas and Indi walked behind Amrita and shook hands with Naura the first time they saw her.


“Hallo om, aunt.I Naura” Naura bowed politely in front of Andira's parents.Smiling sweetly to give a good impression. Then switch to Indi.


“Hai Kak” Indi behaves as if they are old friends. Sparkling with Naura in front of Andira and their parents. Of course it makes Andira wonder.


“You know each other?”


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