The Hell Heaven Home

Chapter 4's

At times the corners of Dimas' lips lifted, when he saw how the young girl in the video was replying to the cruel words of Diana and Desi. But still, a more furious expression on the look on his face that began to look aging.

It is inconceivable that later his family will be completely united with the Waluyo family. From this video alone it has been seen how there is not the slightest humility in them. This kind of arrogance will only destroy his family if it is different with that family.

Is this the original behavior of his family that Andre has been proud of me?

The return of his wife's cell phone before then again sipping coffee on the table that had begun to cool.

"So what do you think Pa?" Diamonds put the phone back in its clothes bag.

Mama hope we don't make a wrong move Pa.

Our son is too good for a girl like Diana.

"This should be immediately discussed with them Ma. And also your wayward son, we should also tell him this. Indeed from the beginning he did not agree, but if we suddenly tell him about the cancellation if for no reason would certainly also make him confused. We'll talk to him tonight."

And I'm gonna force that bad boy to bring his girlfriend home.

"But what's your business deal, Pa? Will it not affect?" Diamond looked a little worried, "Pak Andre is your close friend too right?"

Dimas sighed, his gaze so shady.

"I won't marry my son just because of Ma's business. I don't want my son to live in a female crocodile just because he wants to have a good relationship with his father. There are many other ways to connect with them besides marriage. The girl's attitude is inappropriate when juxtaposed with our child." replied the man with dignity.

"But why did Papa from the beginning still agree to it? Divan has repeatedly refused. Not exactly."

"Papa did that because the boy never looked serious Ma. Have you ever seen him close to a woman? Papa's afraid that he's playing a woman out there without our knowledge. Or maybe it turns out the boy" A slow pat on his thigh made Dimas stop his strange thoughts. He chuckles.

"Hush! my son is normal Pa."

Dimas chuckled little to see his wife's pouting face. "And Papa knows for himself that our sons are not men who disrespect women. Papa as his father must have realized that."

Dimas nodded, agreeing with his wife. The character of his two sons is not much different from him. It may sometimes seem a little cold and haughty, but they are the type of men who don't like to demean women.

Women are not toys. Their principle.

"Let's talk tonight with Divan Ma, tomorrow Papa will try to talk to Andre. Papa's sure he'll understand. And for that kid, whoever he brings to this house, just take it. No matter the origin, it is important both and the form of women. That's enough for us, Ma."

"Haha, it's Pa. Papa thinks that if he brings a rich kid but a half-finished girl, will Mama accept?" Shoot with his own shadow.

Dimas smiled, rubbing his wife's cheek gently.

"Where's the other one Ma?"

"Most in Pa's favorite room, Papa knows what he's like. Where does he want to meet with us like this."

Hopefully Amanda's chatty mouth can interrupt her tap and force her out of her cave. Diamond chuckled himself imagining the youngest child coming out of the reading room just because it couldn't stand Amanda's babbling.

Her husband just smiled. " Maybe he's just lonely Ma. Around him there were only adults. He needs a friend his age. How about we make a friend for him? He must be happy." Smiling meaningfully. Hands are moving everywhere.

"Repo!"

***

"This is Nad's last session, facing the window as if you were waiting for someone, Yak. Head slightly raised. A little to the left. Yak like that. Nice." The photographer's voice directed Nadine to style for her final shooting session.

It was exhausting this time too. Nadine's mumbling.

After hearing the photographer say finished, immediately release the hat and mask that had previously covered his face. The tissue that had been tucked in the invisible belt rubbed into his seat that was a little wet flooded with sweat. Looks satisfied because the impromptu work this time can be done without much hindrance. Although his mood was still covered in a thick fog.

Fortunately the ointment from Roni earlier worked quite quickly. The effect of the powder was also quite helpful.

Thanks Ron. Let me help you make calbin better tomorrow. Hehe, I've found a strong candidate for you.

"I don't think this one brother is getting any better looking." Veronika approached Nadine. Helping her take off the jacket that looked somewhat oversized on her body. The camera was put back in storage.

"Still brother," he replied with eyes fixed on the belt that seemed a little difficult to remove.

With deft hands Veronika works to help the girl take it off. It's one of her friend's new menswear products, so she knows how it works.

Nadine just stared at the young woman's back, which was bowing in front of her, letting her do everything she wanted.

The clothes this time were indeed a little more complicated than the last product he wore a few weeks ago. The release of a short wig that had earlier covered the long strands of hair that had been soaked in sweat.

Being a model for teenage men's clothing products from an online store owned by a friend of Veronika made him have to use fake hair to cover his real hair. Lucky makeup applied to his face is enough to disguise his identity as a woman. So far no one has recognized him and knows about his side job. Including Roni and Sesilia. Only Veronika knows about this.

"Makasi ya sis, have set aside the job this time for me."

Veronika smiled. "Together Nad. Sorry, but for this month it looks like it's the same tomorrow. You see, Ana wants to rest first he said. Next month just started again," he regretted while folding the origin of the suit worn by Nadine earlier and hanging her on his arm.

"It's okay brother. I'm so tired of it." His hands move to tidy his hair with fingers. "The next job is also very crowded. Haha."

"Yee is busy lo Nad. Yes, you went home there. Hush-hush. It was a really late afternoon. Ntar Mak lo nyariin." Veronika shook her hand as if to drive Nadine away. The girl just laughed before being stunned.

Who will look for him, he thought.

"Now ngusir, ntar kangen brother. Call me again," taunted Nadine while taking her school bag that had been tucked into one of Ana's online store employees. The young man simply smiled and nodded his head as Nadine thanked him.

"This is a bad boy. I called you because you asked to be in-info-in right? Now I accuse me of missing again. That's his name."

The girl who used to be called Vero was grumbling.

A little bit of kangen. A little yes, hehe. I consider myself to be my own Nad.

Nadine chuckles again. Until the voice of Vero's phone stopped their chat. The girl picked up the phone. Nadine simply replied with a nod and told through the look of her eyes that she also had to go home soon. Vero nodded before then hugging Nadine for a bit and continuing his chatter on the phone with a look of the eyes still watching the girl until she completely exited the studio door.

***

An empty view of Nadine swept through the city streets filled with vehicles of various kinds. The street lights are starting to look bright. But ... This girl's heart is dim. The Ojek that he was riding was running quite slowly. The trip home this time was pretty boring.

Every now and then, his eyes are distorted every time he sees an object that might attract his attention. Sumringah's face and full of smiles while with Veronika earlier had disappeared. Replaced with a cold face without any expression.

Yes, his journey back to his 'hell' had certainly managed to restore his original 'form. Even the stale alkaline question of the driver in front of him was only coldly responded to. So the driver of the man who seemed to be very young chose to stop asking.

This is the girl what the fridge is. I feel like I have the wind. His inner.

Intentions want to tempt now only wishful thinking. The girl behind him was too cute.

Still good also memgeboncengin mother-emak go home the market. There are also some who nanggepin my death. Lah this? Feels my nuts. The wail in the heart.

Nadine smiled faintly as she realized the man had stopped babbling. He knew the young man in front of him was cursing in annoyance right now due to his cold reaction. But how else. His energy runs out even if only to reply to mince words.

The little war at the store and the photo shoot he took this afternoon was great enough to drain his life energy to almost nothing.

Sorry Bang, my mood booster at home. Ntar if I'm full-charge, I'm samperin again deh lo to reciprocate the flutter earlier. Ntar the night you waited for me. In dreams.

The mood was silent again.

The motor continues to break up the road crowd. Nadine looked back. The carefree smile of a handsome little boy overshadowed painting a smile on his face.

Farhan, I'll be home soon.

Seriate.