SECOND MAHLIGAI

Chapter 9 - Nathan

Sasi had not worked one day, the workshop where he put his motorbike to serve still did not give word when the bike could be taken by him.

Aslan who had returned home from 12:30 was now studying at the group home of one of his friends. Aslan who does have intelligence above average is always asked to teach his friends who are not as smart as him.

Sasi always felt lucky. Because God gave more intelligence to Aslan. He who is busy looking for money so sometimes forgets the time of gratitude is not too burdened with Aslan's whine about how to do PR or other tasks. Sasi, who was done with all the homework and rice box orders, is now sitting in his home, looking at the morning newspaper he bought after delivering the order.

“Huh, everything went up. Fortunately, the ojek rate has gone up as well,” his great-grandson while turning - behind the newspaper in his hands.

Sasi who did not pay too much attention to the vehicle that passed in front of his rented road did not realize if there was an SUV stopped across the road. A man wearing casual clothes got out of the car and approached him.

“Happy day?”said the man.

Sasi, who saw a level foot with sneaker shoes adorning both feet, looked up to see who was visiting her house.

“Se good afternoon,” replied Sasi.

“Mas instead of the one yesterday drove Aslan?” the man nodded.

“Can we talk? But not here,” the door.

The bewildered Sasi looked around fearfully - afraid that her neighbors would see if a man would come to her house and take her away.

“But, sorry, what's up?”

“There is something I want to offer you,” said the handsome man who is none other than Nathan.

Sasi fell silent digesting the words Nathan said about the offer. Or don't don't don't this guy wants to give him a hire.

“If you can know, offer for what?” ask Sasi.

Anxious Nathan took a breath,”Could come along, I explain later. It's not good if we talk here,” Nathan said.

Sasi who saw Nathan speaking in a serious tone played her lips confused, she was afraid that the offer Nathan said was a terrible offer.

“Come!”

Not caring whether Sasi agrees or not, Nathan has already walked first to his car. Leaving Sasi who was looking at him confused.

“Aduh, it's Mas - mas play just go, anyway!” sasi Guram.

With quick steps, Sasi took her mobile phone and purse and ran after Nathan. Too nervous Sasi doesn't even realize that one of her neighbors saw her chasing after Nathan.

“Where is Mama Aslan going? Same who?” he muttered while wailing and continued to look at Sasi who entered the luxury car until the car passed.

“Ah, maybe her family. Uh, but he doesn't have any family here. Well, most play the same Goddess anyway, strange - strange. Basic widow!” grunts while entering the house.

In the car that Nathan drove Sasi who felt awkward could only be silent. He did not dare to ask or talk.

“We go to a private cafe only yes?”

“Indeed, Mr ~~

“Last time you called me Mas, why is it now, Mister?” nathan cut Sasi's words.

Sasi who feels a little uncomfortable and feels wasp with the appearance and car that Nathan has. Makes him feel incomparable. He thought that calling out to the master already included some politeness.

“Why, silent?” nathan asked again to open his voice.

“Sorry, Mas.”

“This is it, yes?” Sasi nodded.

Anxiety instantly dissipated when Nathan brought him to this place. He thought the private place was like the one in his shadow. Places - places usual horror mbak Goddess came. What's more Nathan's look is pretty cool and like a man-to-man's money.

“Yuk!”

Nathan grabs Sasi's hand and invites her inside. Sasi who saw Nathan's hand perched beautifully on her wrist could only shout in her heart.

“Jeez just play fetch, is he not shy, take me with my appearance like this, while he.” Sasi lowered her head as some of the customers in the cafe looked at her with a slight gaze making her uncomfortable.

“Excuse me, is there a private room here?” ask Nathan.

“There is, sir. grateful there is still one empty,”, said the waitress man with a cafe uniform that read cafe Marina behind him.

“Please take us,” the man's servant nodded and delivered Nathan to the room in question.

Still by holding Sasi's arm without awkward. Nathan that guy, he didn't even pay attention to people's gazes at him. It was Nathan, the man who never cared about people's opinions.

Nathan and Sasi entered the room and did not forget Nathan also ordered a drink to accompany the two chatting.

“So can we start our conversation, Mas. I was afraid when Aslan came home I was not home,” said Sasi.

“Isn't it as common as that?” ask Nathan.

Sasi was confused, why this man in front of him knew his habits. Is this guy a stalker so know a little bit more about him.

Nathan, the guy who's usually cold to women. Now smile more often in front of Sasi, whether he is aware or not about his behavior. But do not know, O Nathan, if Sasi now just misjudged you as a stalker.

“No need to feel scared or awkward, just assume we are friends.”

Befriends?

Is this man in front of him sane, Sasi thought.

“Can you please love it, Mas?”

Khem

Nathan cleared his throat, taking the courage he never really did.

“I know what your problem is, sorry if I was impressed like a stalker or whatever is on your mind right now. But.”

Nathan paused his sentence, “Do you know the Mahardika family?” tanyakanya.

Sasi rounded her eyes to hear the big name of her ex-husband called by someone who just oh not even Sasi did not know this person in front of her.

“Ma Mahardika?” said Sasi.

Nathan nodded with certainty. Not wanting to get ahead of the woman in front of him, Nathan chose silence until Sasi willingly answered his question.

The uncomfortable atmosphere is created just like that. But Sasi couldn't possibly not answer Nathan's question, which this man obviously knew because there's no way Nathan would ask if he didn't know very well his business with the extended family.

“What does, Mas Nathan want to know?” ask Sasi.

“I just want to know, why the family's first child won't divorce you legally?”

Sasi's eyes blinked at Nathan's words. Where does this man know about it, but no outsider knows of his marriage to Galih Mahardika except for both Galih's parents and his father.