Revenge Revenge Anindita

Part 6 Enchantment Pak Kades

"Eh ... Bu Endang, Buy what Mom, " said Mba Lilis, cutting off Kang Jaka's speech.

I almost knew who did it but Mba Lilis came. I just kept quiet not to continue my question to Kang Jaka, I feel bad because there is Mba Lilis here.

"This is Mba Lilis, I buy kale same tempe for dinner later, " said Mother answer Kang Jaka's wife's question.

"Oh Bu Endang, why not buy fish or chicken meat only, Ani is already working. Must be a lot of money." His eyes glanced at me for a moment.

"It's okay Mba Lilis next time, " replied Mother.

It looks like Mba Lilis is a person who likes to comment, seen from the way he talks sluggishly and likes to judge others.

Because reluctant to linger here finally I gave a code to Mom to go home soon. The mother who was aware of my code immediately understood and said goodbye to Kang Jaka.

"Yes already Kang, I go home first yes," said Mother.

"Yes Bu Endang, do not forget to stop by again yes, " cried Mba Lilis.

" Yes Mba Lilis, excuse me," I replied

Today I failed to find out who the perpetrator who spread the rumor was but next time I will not fail again. I'll make sure I know who the real culprit is.

I can't wait to get back the heartache that my family and I have received.

Next time I will meet Kang Jaka again and ask him who this person who has slandered me is.

"Mba Ani wait! .. " Kang Jaka's voice shouted which immediately made me and Mom turned to look at him

Hudu, why did Kang Jaka call us?

Is he going to tell you who the gossip spreader is?

"What's Kang doing?" my many.

"This is Mba's change, missed," he said.

God, I thought he was gonna tell me something important, it was just a change.

"Back ten thousand yes Mba," he said thrust one sheet of money.

"Yes Kang, thank you" said Mother.

Mom and I went home because it was late afternoon and we had not cooked.

The village street looks crowded. If in the afternoon many young people who travel around the village with their motorcycles there are also cool mothers sitting on the side of the road while chatting.

"Sir, you haven't been to work yet?" ask Mother.

"But Ma'am, Ani kumat Ani stomach acid time Ani has permission Bu Haji for three days off."

"Yes Nduk, later if you have completely recovered immediately depart yes, pity Bu Haji hassles," said Mother.

"Yes, ma'am," I replied, refocusing on driving.

When I was riding a motorcycle, suddenly my eyes narrowed to see a strange sight. I saw Madam Goddess walking hurriedly towards her house.

"Mom, that's Madam Goddess why is that weird? Like chasing a demon," I said with a small laugh.

"Eh ... Yes, Mother, I see too. Why is he like that? Or maybe it's because it's late afternoon Nduk, so the food is in a hurry," replied Mother.

It's also true what Mother said, maybe she was in a hurry because it was afternoon. But for what I think of it, it's none of my business.

My eyes refocused on the road to get home quickly, I was afraid you would get angry if we came home late.

But when I got to the front of the house it turned out there was Mas Andre standing near his bike and he was like a confused person.

"Eh Mba Ani, this is my bike out of gas but the seller is still far from here" he said.

"Astofirullah .. yes already Mas, enter my house first. It's not good evening to be outside alone" I bargained.

"Don't bother Mba, it's okay I'm here."

"Have a son, let's just go in won't be a hassle." Kayu Mother's.

Finally he obeyed the orders of Mother, pity also if he had to push his motorbike alone even though it was already evening.

"Please enter Mas Andre, I live to cook first, Mas Andre let Ani accompany here" said Mother.

"Yes ma'am please, I'm fine alone" she replied.

Mom just smiled then whispered to me "Sir, make the guests drink first."

I went to the kitchen and made some drinks for Mas Andre. I look at him that's handsome too and looks wise, but why he's not married should be, ' there are a lot of women who want to be his wife.

I returned to the living room with a cup of hot coffee for Mas Andre and placed it on the table.

"Please drink first, coffee," I bargained.

"Thank you Mba Ani."

"Don't call Mba, Mas. Calling Ani is okay," I said awkwardly.

"Whose name is Ani?"

"Anindita Putri Mas, why?" many wonder.

"It's okay. Your name is good, why is it called Ani, why not just Princess or Dita is also good?" abugn.

Serr! My heart feels like an irregular club got compliments from Mas Andre, what did he say? Your name is good, did he not realize that I had made my face red and embarrassed by hearing her praise.

"Eh-mm ... I don't know Mas, but you and Mom are used to calling me that" I replied nervously.

"Well if I can't call you Mba, I'll just call you Princess how?" she asked with a small smile looking at me.

And me, don't ask anymore. My heart became flowery in the gentle treatment like that, the little butterfly as if tickling my stomach. How not, he is an intelligent man, his body is tall and has a field chest, his skin is yellow with a thin mustache embedded on his lips makes him even sweeter in my eyes, if it is visualized maybe he looks like the actor Danu, who is on the television station a*tv, Col is not.

"Yes, yes, I can" I replied embarrassedly.

"Yes, we pray before the time runs out."

I followed his invitation and guided him to the bathroom in my house. Again I was stunned by his nature in addition to handsome it turns out he was also obedient worship, my eyes hardly blinked to see the beautiful scenery in front of me now, he was wagging his hair because it was wet with ablution water.

"You do not pray, let me imami" he bargained.

Deg! ... Deg! ... Deg! ... Deg! ....

Collapse is my defense so as not to get carried away with his attitude.

"Eh-iya, just wait in the prayer room I'll follow," I replied with a stupor at her appearance.

"Where is the prayer, I don't know."

"Oh yes, just enter the room close to the living room. There is the place of prayer" I answered.

After that he went to follow my direction, I really don't know why he can be so charming that it frustrates me, it could have been a romantic story if I had stayed close to him.

"Sir, let's fast pray," Mother scolded.

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