Taint

The Order to Bandung

Four days after visiting Bandung City, Nadhea planned to go to Malang— City to meet Kaivan and discuss the Arsen case. Yesterday, Nadhea had a discussion with her father. Initially, the man refused, but after being given a long explanation finally passed Nadhea's wish.

Before going to Malang, Nadhea first contacted Kaivan— to make sure that his arrival did not interfere with Kaivan's work. However, up to three calls had no answer. I don't know where that guy is. Finally, Nadhea stopped contacting and walked towards the terrace of the house. He sat there enjoying the night breeze while looking at the half moon.

"Still not expecting, my burden will be finished in one moment. I can be free and feel Papa's love. Hopefully, Kaivan won't mind helping Mas Arsen. I also want him to be happy, back to being a big businessman that many people respect." Nadhea nodded with a big smile.

When he was still in a daydream, suddenly his phone rang. It was Kaivan who called. While sighing in relief, Nadhea rubbed the green button.

"Hallo, assalamu'alaikum," said Nadhea.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Kaivan answered from across there. "Sorry, I was still on the road, so I didn't have time to pick up your phone" he continued.

"Yes, it's okay. Mmm, is it home now?" ask Nadhea.

"Udah, this is again in the room. Last ... Is it important or is it just a question of news?"

"There's actually a little bit of importance, but it's not really that important either." Nadhea laughed a little when she answered.

"What's wrong?" Kaivan asked kindly.

"Mmm, you work tomorrow?" Nadhea asked back.

"Work, but not full. At least half a day."

"Four days ago I went to Bandung, to see Mas Arsen. We talked, mmm okay. The plan is, I'll be there in three days. But before that, I want to talk to you first. If you have time, tomorrow I want to go there, all of you want to thank the family there, already willing to help Papa," replied Nadhea at length.

"Our relationship with Om Wira is pretty good, so there's no reason not to help, Nadhea. But, if you want to come here, that's fine. I have time, you come, or if you need to be picked up, I can too."

"No need, I can be alone, Bang," said Nadhea.

"alright. Mmm, if I may know you want to discuss what I am? What ... Arsen made it difficult for you?" ask Kaivan.

"No. He's fine, no macem-macem." Nadhea answered quickly. "Even, he's better than I thought" he said in his heart.

"Oh, thank goodness."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Oh yeah, Nadhea, I checked your novel out?" ask Kaivan. Since yesterday, he plans to reread the novel Broken Wings. However, the novel has already disappeared from the app.

"Yes, my novel has been deleted" replied Nadhea.

"Why? There's trouble again, huh?" ask Kaivan quickly.

"No, no. All is well, I asked to delete it myself. At the publisher, I also asked to stop the circulation. Yeah, well, now there's some people who know that Grey is me, and the novel, the story is real, I don't want people to know about the disgrace of the people closest to me. So, just let Grey and the Broken Wings stop here," said Nadhea who then made Kaivan surprised.

"But the novel's performance was excellent, even with Grey's branding. Your chances of profiting from there are many. What's the matter, Nadhea?"

"Now things have improved, Bang Kai. Papa loved me and Mas Arsen too, had stopped curbing. So, there is no reason to expose their disgrace, even if only in writing labeled fiction. Whatever happened, I thought it was over. Now, I want to keep their good names" Nadhea said.

"God's plan is the most beautiful. I believe the sustenance is going nowhere. If indeed my path is in the novel, there must be another chance even if I write with a new account. But if not, then there is another way for me to find sustenance" Nadhea continued before Kaivan spoke.

"A very wise thought. I have a lot to learn from you" Kaivan said.

Nadhea laughed, "Don't be reckless! I'm no better than you."

"But Nadhea, isn't your novel a contract, huh?" Kaivan is back on topic.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then?"

"Alhamdulillah, still given facilities. I have a little savings and happen to be enough to pay compensation" Nadhea replied bitterly.

Before Arsen turned ruthless, Nadhea had made an account and the results of writing she kept there. Luckily, Arsen didn't know about it. However, when pulling his novel out of circulation, Nadhea had to give up almost all savings. Now, there is little left over that is either enough or not to make ends meet for a month.

"Can't be sad anymore. Just money, right? God is always there. There must be a way to get sustenance, "inner Nadhea.

On the other hand, Kaivan also dissolved in his own inner self. For the umpteenth time he was amazed by Nadhea's very special nature.

"Now I believe more and more that she and Luna are different mothers. Ahh, if only Luna could be like her, "inner Kaivan.

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The next day, Nadhea woke up earlier than usual. He cooked and then got ready to go to Malang. Nadia did it quickly. In fact, at breakfast he was neat in long jeans and a white T-shirt combined with a black balzer.

"Nadhea, I'm sorry Papa couldn't get between you. Today there is a relationship promise. Want to cancel unilaterally fear they are disappointed. We need them again, son," said Prawira regretfully.

"Not what, Pa, I can take a ride." Nadhea smiled.

"I'm sorry, Papa, son. After a long time of being subordinated, now you are taking care of poor Papa. There are no waiters who help cook and take care of the house, there are no cars for you to walk around, either. Papa___"

"Pa's." Nadhea held her father's hand. "I'm happy to be able to cook and wash Papa's clothes, also help prepare Papa's needs. Since I was a baby, my mother was gone, I couldn't be devoted to her. So, I'd be very lucky if I could be filial with Papa. Don't discuss cars or money anymore huh, Pa. As long as there is a car for Papa to work, that is enough, I rarely go out. And the matter of money .. for me having fun is not just about money. Breakfast with Papa for example, this is very fun," he continued.

Prawira's lips twitched. He was speechless when he witnessed Nadhea's unusually kind demeanor. Out of nowhere Nadhea gets that trait, a maternal descendant or perhaps a winding path of life.

Before Prawira opened her voice, Nadhea had already let go of her grip as her phone rang. It turned out that the Bandung police were contacting.

"Hallo," said Nadhea.

"Mr Nadhea, there's a message from your husband. He wants to meet you today."

"Today?"

"Yes, Mom. We hope you can take the time, because we also want to convey a little something related to the case that ensnared Mr. Arsen."

Seriate...