The Hell Heaven Home

Chapter 3

Entering the store building, the cold directly hit. It comes from AC stores that don't seem to number just one. But it couldn't cool Nadine's hot heart. If not for the sake of his sister, then he would not have set foot in this place.

Tahan Din, the shop that sells Farhan's favorite bread is just this. You don't need to do much. Take what you want, pay, go. Hitherto.

Nadine walked around the shelf that would have contained a bunch of bread. Shelves displaying women's grooming tools are not ignored. His gaze stopped after finding the thing he was looking for. X brand milk bread. After putting some packs in the basket, the girl walked to the cashier for payment.

Actually Farhan never said that the brand's bread was his favorite. But when Nadine tried several times to replace it with other brands, eating her sister actually looks not as gluttonous as when eating this brand of bread. So Nadine was able to draw her own conclusions.

At least even though only this way as if there is little good flowing in the growth of lo Far. Brother can't do much now. At least this big brother's bread can be with good money. Sorry I'm Deck.

***

"Wah-wah ... Nadine Lasya-Lasiah. Why are you here? No more help, right?" Diana, a figure that people said was her cousin, was standing next to an old woman who also seemed to be looking at her with a strange look.

Damn, I guessed.

The cashier who was counting his groceries looked down respectfully at a glance, which was countered with a haughty look.

"You bought that bread again? That's Nasya's expensive bread, you get money from where to buy it. If other bread we might give free. We understand your economic level .. Well, that's it. But if that's someone you're not worth eating." Bi Desi was seen asking in a disdainful tone.

Aunty? with a heavy heart Nadine must call him that, although this stomach feels rotated when saying it.

Nadine just clenched her hands tightly. It was hateful that the nickname came out of the mouth of a venomous woman whom he considered to be half-human.

Hold Nadine, you're here to buy bread, not to make people die.

Regardless of the two women and the cashier who also occasionally looked at him, Nadine took out several tens of thousands of bills from her pocket.

"Where did you get that money?!" There was a tone of shock and disbelief from his question. Diana looks like that too. "You and your sister like that don't get that money from ...."

Brakes.

"Oh sorry, ma'am." The cashier in front of him also looked surprised as his hand reflexively hit the table.

"My dear aunt and cousin, take it easy. It's my money, I get it by the usual road, not the 'extraordinary' road'. If I want to help, shouldn't I help your treasure? Why bother finding another target? Soft targets in plain sight."

Nadine received groceries and receipts from the cashier who had been silent only dared to be 'eye witness'.

Luckily no other buyers were waiting with him.

"You!"

"And don't worry, this money is not from that woman. So trust me. Don't think too much about it ... Aunt is too old. Remember age. I know you care so much, so thank you so much."

Nadine starts walking away from the cashier when the two women look very angry and want to come back to insult her. As if remembering something, Nadine turned back.

"O! one over. My name is Nadine Alasya, not Nadine Lasya-Lasya. Supposedly, he said to study abroad graduates know how to read it well and correctly. Or ... The diploma is not original?" Nadine grinned as she saw the faces of the two women growing red.

You should know what you're abstaining from saying here. Don't mistake me for this.

"It looks like the cashier is much better at this. Wah-wah .. If so excuse me first, don't forget ... His diploma was checked again," he whispered right in Diana's ear.

How can it be called a whisper if people around them can even hear Nadine's speech clearly.

Diana and her mother looked extremely furious and embarrassed, wanting to retaliate but the girl had already walked away.

Quietly some people seemed to witness the tension with various expressions behind the store's merchandise shelves.

Including a beautiful woman with a face covered in scraf and glasses who was standing behind a shelf of facial care items. His face that had been seen also felt furious, now turned to a faint smile hearing a reply from Nadine.

It seems like nothing to lose I came today, he murmured.

The latest output phone that had been held tightly, is now re-inserted into his pocket.

***

I said hold it, Din. Why you are out of control.

The glint of water in the corner of his eyes immediately he was tepis. Crying is not her style. His eyes swept over the front view of the shop after exiting the glass door of the cursed place.

Fortunately, Nadine had asked Roni who had given her a ride after school to go first because her business would be a little long. And lucky the young man complied. Otherwise, he would have seen it all.

After convincing himself, Nadine called one of the taxi drivers who was not far from where she stood. Ask him to take her somewhere.

"Hello Brother Ve, I'm on my way there. So today is it?"

***

"Aunt Diamond .. has come home."

The woman with the fashionable and elegant look immediately turned away, seeing who had just screeched to call out to him right after he entered the main door of his luxurious mansion.

"Eeh you, when is it coming son? Auntie kangen." Welcomed the girl's body in a warm embrace.

"So day bi. Divan's brother who's picked up at the airport. The other brother went where." The girl's red lips throttled with frown.

"Haha, best overslept son. You just rest first. Om where are you?"

The beautiful girl pointed towards the family room. Shows where the person being asked is.

"Om Dimas over there Bi."

"Well, have you eaten?"

"Udah bi," he replied with a quick nod.

"Auntie where Om you used to be. If you're bored, ask your sister to play."

"Haha, okay bi .. love you!" The girl ran cheerfully towards the new room she was in.

"Love you too dear," the woman called Diamond replied with a half shout. Because it knew the girl might not be able to hear it.

While removing the scraf on her neck, the beautiful woman who still looked ageless walked towards the living room where her husband was.

"Pa .. is busy again?" she asked after sitting next to her husband who looked serious with a newspaper in his hand.

The man looked at me." No Ma, what's up?" He folded back the newspaper he had read that afternoon. The subtle claps in his hand that his wife was holding indicated that she wanted to talk.

Enforcement of the back of the sign ready to listen.

"According to Mama .. we should just cancel the matchmaking plan with the Waluyo family was Pa. According to Mama, her daughter is not good for our son." Gently hand-wrapped her husband.

The face of the man who still looked gallant did not change, remaining calm. Though this plan has included big things that have been planned for them for a long time.

He understood, his wife talking like that there must be a reason.

He had warm coffee on the table that had been reduced by half, before he spoke again.

"What's the matter Ma?" Gently caressed the head of the mother of her two children.

"Do you know where you were going?"

"You know, to your friend's house, right?"

"Yes .. but after that Mama stopped by for a while in the shop of Papa's former candidate. I want a surprise." There has been no approval for cancellation, but has called the candidate his besi as the former.

"The intention before saying hello, Mama wants to choose skincare first make a face. But you know what you got today?" The bag of clothes where he put his cellphone.

The man's forehead that had been listening to him was slightly wrinkled. But it doesn't matter. The phone was thrown away after opening a video file into the man's hand.

"Try papa see this first before thinking about the proposal from mama, mama sure papa will definitely understand. What kind of family are they pa."

The video revolves, looking at a scene of a small showdown in a mini market that seems to be taken from a hidden place. Maybe a merchandise shelf, Dimas thought. Guess who the recorders are.

The 2 women he recognized as the wife and daughter of his colleague were insulting a teenage girl.

Dimas's forehead wrinkled, hearing the words spoken was not the proper word that a lady who was in the style of a noble should say. Even the girl he knew as a graduate of a foreign university seemed to use a word that did not reflect his education.

It's not like I thought it was, her mind

Seriate.