SECOND LOVE
CHAPTER 162
Until the night Nilam could not forget the message he received. He wanted to tell Bas, but his heart hesitated. She did not want to add to the burden of her future husband. He decided to find out for himself, later. But as if having a strong inner bond, it was precisely Bas who contacted him and asked his situation.
"Mas keeps thinking of you, baby. You're all right, aren't you?" ask the man when Nilam receives his call.
"Today, you know. We haven't called in two hours, have we? You know, if I am okay. Don't keep over thinking, Mas. Not good," said Nilam with a small ruckus.
"You don't know how you feel. Maybe it's not as special as it is in your heart, so you're not as worried as you are now" Rajuk Bas heard Nilam's words.
"No, Mas. Was Bas like a kid, now? It's so easy to swallow. I'm not that sensitive, you know."
Bas no longer answered Nilam's words. He was silent, but his breathing could be heard clearly.
"I don't have to convince you with the words I feel for you, do I? The words that come out of the lips can be different from what is in the heart. I know how I feel, so please don't question it again. I don't always want to be in the mas state, not because I don't love you, but because I believe you can take care of yourself there. I'm sure, I won't do anything that can harm myself, because I know I won't want to make me sad, here. That great I believe in you, mas," said Nilam softly.
"Mas also believes in you, baby. I also know you can take care of yourself. But still, from this afternoon I felt restless, more than ever. I tried to ignore it, but it was a strange ad in my heart. That's the mass, is there something? Not because I don't believe in you" explained Bas again.
"Yes, I know. I'm not pa-pa. If there's something, the first person I'm gonna tell you is definitely the Bas. So calm down, yeah. Focus on cooperation, so you can stop going home," persuaded Nilam.
"You kangen? Mas can take a few days off if you want to go home," said Bas quickly.
"No need! No more holidays. Remember the time we are getting more and more. The more time spent, the more time wasted. There's a lot to prepare after this, right?" reject Nilam. The girl was surprised by her lover's overzealous reaction when it came to going home.
"That's yeah? But mas miss you, baby," Bas whined.
"The number of pieces finished his work, so that the spit can go home."
"Can't wait to see you?"
"Can you still be patient?" ask Nilam.
Bas chuckled, his mood starting to improve now.
After talking for about 30 minutes, finally the couple who were drunk with love ended the call.
Because of the chat with Baskara just now, Nilam can finally forget the message of the mysterious number that had disturbed his mind. The girl prepared to go to sleep, after making sure everything was safe.
While in a different place, a woman was agitated, and could not close her eyes because her two brothers did not want to help give her money.
He glanced at the man who had fallen asleep beside him. I was upset, but couldn't do anything.
"Can I say marriage with you? He said it was a rich man, but your parents do not want the responsibility of the same child, the same ghost. Do not pay off six million debts? Though it was his son's motorbike that used," his mouthpiece looked towards the husband.
"Try Mas Bas does not deket the same Nilam! I'll help you in this time of trouble. Women don't know themselves! Not yet a wife has dared to drive mas Bas to far from the family. Look, I'll keep neror him, let's know the taste!" Utari grabbed the phone that was previously stored behind a pillow. Typing messages, with swearing and diatribes that were even more sadistic than previous messages.
Yes, he was the sender of a message for Nilam a moment ago. The mother-of-one vented her frustration Karen the older sister, Baskara, was not willing to help her at all. Not only Bas, the knight did not want to interfere with the problem this time.
The next morning, Utari went to the kitchen as usual to help her mother.
"Why is your face bent like that?" Ask Ms. Rahma.
"Mother, please tell me you're a dong satria, I need that money. If you don't pay tomorrow, my husband's motorbike will be pulled by the bank," he whined directly at his mother.
"Yesterday he said to ask the bus to help pay?"
"Mas Bas doesn't want to give you money, ma'am. He said that the bike was pulled, anyway why take credit if you can not pay? Ma'am, how am I supposed to dong?"
"The Bas said that to you? Well really yes, he wants to take responsibility in this house. You just calm down, then let mom call him. But remember to ask your husband to also get a job. Not every day maiiin aja, hanging out is not clear!"
"Yes, Mom."
Ms. Rahma preferred to ask Baskara, because her first child was more controllable than Satria. He does not realize, as patient as humans, must have limits. And right now, Baskara is at his limit.
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Huuuuh emotional drain yes if ngadepin people are not self-conscious macem Utari? Here there is no one who has a sodara behavior to make the blood rise continuously?
Oh yes while waiting for the NilBas update, peek at the work of other othor friends, yuk,
