The Journey and Destiny of Love

Chapter 15 - Stay

“Where are you going to accept Nak Faisal's proposal?” asked Bu Wanti who was standing and looking at the princess just wayangnya with full of happiness.

“Not knowing Mom, it still takes time to think,” replied the girl while putting back the small, maroon-colored box.

“Come on, we'll be late, the taxi driver is waiting, right?” anindita's question was answered by the mother's brief nod.

It took almost half a day to buy all the necessities including groceries and snacks to sell at his small shop. Right at the same time I saw Adzan zuhur Anindita with her mother had arrived back at the residence. This time all of his luggage was transported using an open tub car. Looks like someone is sitting in a long chair that has been provided in the small shop. The sweat seemed to have soaked his temples, his clean skin was flushed in the heat. Anindita and Bu Wanti got out of the open tub car, they sat together in the front seat next to the driver. The young man looked bright and approached them to help bring down the groceries.

“Nak Faisal, since when is it here?” asked Bu Wanti to the son of his former employer.

“About three hours ago Mom, I remember the same mother Anin wanted to shop to the market so it was rushed here, uh late hehehe, hehehe, ” he answered while helping the driver pack lifting some heavy items that filled the open tub car.

“Nak Faisal just wait inside, let Mother same pack driver who dropped off his stuff,” Bu Wanti felt unbearable to see the young man seemed to have trouble doing such menial work.

“Nothing Mom, new experience for me, anyways this is heavy, already Mother same Anin just enter, this let me do it,” he replied.

“Anin, Brother has not eaten, masakin dong,” whine like a child.

“Yes, what do you want to masakin?” Anindita said as her hand was busy lowering the groceries with a small package from the car.

“Udah it so that Abang who downin all, you cook aja,” prevent Faisal while trying to seize the groceries that Anindita tenteng.

“This vegetable Bang, already no need to bring, just help the driver there,” Anindita avoid about black plastic that Faisal wants to seize.

“Dare to say Brother Bavel,” Faisal leaned sideways facing the girl with such a close distance, his body leaning against the body of the car.

“Emang bebel,” Anin thawed while leaving Faisal who was covered in sweat alone.

“Come on, help me!” shouted the driver who was having trouble lowering a storefront rack for Bu Wanti stalls. Faisal immediately ran over to the man and helped finish the rest of his work.

The time has shown at 13:30 when all the goods have moved to the right place. The stall is already seen full of various food and children's snacks. Faisal wiped the sweat, while approaching the driver who was parking his car. He took out several hundred thousand pieces from his wallet and gave them to the driver.

“This Mr tips, sorry just this, I do not bring much cash,” he said politely while thrusting the money.

“Wah this is very much Mas, this is for me, the cost of the car has been paid the same mba beautiful that was Mas, Mas,” his eyes sparkled but half in disbelief took about seven sheets of money hundreds of thousands of it with doubt.

“This tips from me Sir, I just feel down the stuff just so it turns out tired like what, let alone the Father who every day hunt fortune for family, especially for family, consider it a fortune for the son and wife of the Father,” said Faisal sincerely.

The driver bowed his body many times to thank the handsome young man in front of him. After helping to park the driver's vehicle, Faisal walked quickly into the house, looking for a cold drink in the refrigerator he just installed along with the driver's pack. Opened the refrigerator door but unfortunately still empty, apparently Anindita and Bu Wanti have not had time to store items into the closet. Faisal rushed to the kitchen, his thirst and fatigue already unbearable. The condition of the kitchen is neat, Anindita and Bu Wanti are not there, just sounding water from the bathroom indicates there is someone in it. Faisal immediately took the water with the glass that was on the new plate rack, gulped it until it ran out a few glasses.

“Hardness,” heard a soft voice after the bathroom door opened. Faisal's eyes locked onto the sweet girl who was drying her hair with a towel coming out of the bathroom. Her face looks fresh and natural.

“Anin, Brother borrow a towel dong, the bath seems seger, besides Abang has not prayed,” he said while sitting on a newly installed dining table chair as well.

“But then Bang, Anin take it first,” he passed leaving the man alone, before how long come again with a pink towel.

“Kho Pink color anyway?” his grunts while taking the towel from Anindita's hand.

“Ya already want or hingga, any wrong itself why not bring a towel from the house of Brother anyway?” nagging Anindita while throbbing.

Nearly an hour the man rinsed himself with water, relieving the tired and hot sun that left him bathed in sweat. It seemed that he had completely satisfied himself with the coldness of the water to drive away all the fatigue and fatigue that he had so intensely felt. Not long after the water faucet was turned off, but the man did not come out. He heard her voice screaming from the bathroom.

“Anin, please Brother!” his voice was heard up to the front room where Anindita was helping her mother arrange groceries in the stall. The girl who heard the man's screams in her house rushed for half a run, in her mind came negative things. Could it be that the man was exhausted, slipping straight on his head hitting the bathtub. Anin shuddered to herself imagining the incident she was guessing.

“Tok Tok Tok” Anindita knocks on the bathroom in a hurry, however if something happens with Faisal who will be bothered is himself and his mother.

“Abang why?”ask again while still banging on the bathroom.

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The bathroom door opened, featuring a bare-chested male figure wearing only a subordinate wrapped pink towel. Looks sexy but invites laughter. Anindita looked away at the rare sight in front of her while smiling to see the man wearing a feminine towel.

“Ih shy dong Bang, out ga wear clothes, what the hell is screaming,” he said while still looking away.

“Makanya Abang shouted for help, want to take the big brother bag in the car, change clothes Abang is there, this is the key,” the man lifted a key and thrust it to Anindita. Anindita thrusting her hand without daring to look at the man, Faisal placed the key on the girl's hand.

“Petan yes, Brother has not prayed,” Faisal said while re-entering the bathroom.

Before long Anindita returned and handed over a small bag from Faisal's car. The man hurried to change his clothes and took ablution. After he finished he headed towards the middle room and finished the late zuhr prayer. While Faisal was praying, Bu Wanti asked his daughter to prepare a cooked lunch.

“Bang, let's eat, I've been waiting at the dining table,” Anin's head gawked from the middle door of her house that connects the living room with the kitchen, looking at Faisal who was folding prayer mats. The man simply nodded and hurriedly followed the girl.

Anindita thrust an empty plate at the man to tell him to take his own rice and side dishes. But Miss Wanti rebuked him asking him to take it for Faisal. With forced the girl to do the orders of her mother and put the plate in front of the man who was sitting sweet and playing his mobile phone.

“Nih eat,” he said while then he sat in the chair next to Bu Wanti opposite Faisal.

“Thank you son, have helped Mom and Anin today,” Bu Wanti sincerely expressed her gratitude, which was replied with a nod and a smile from Faisal.

“Sama-sama Bu,” he replied while returning to feed food into his mouth.

“What did you do here today, do you know that Anin is coming home tomorrow?” ask Anindita.

“Abang inget you guys want to go to the market, so hurry up this morning Abang here want to help, all nginep let's not go back and forth to pick you up tomorrow,” the answer is relaxed.

“Uhuk,” Anindita chokes, Bu Wanti immediately thrust a glass of clear water to her daughter.

“Be careful when eating,” he said while stroking his daughter's shoulders gently.

“Abang really want to nginep? here the village you Bang, what will the neighbors say, how about getting married to Mr RT? ” Anindita objected to Faisal's decision. His face pouted as he occasionally glanced at his mother asking for a defense, but Bu Wanti just fell silent like he was weighing.

“Both brother want to nginep, the same neighbor problem Mr. RT was so that brother who settled, if caught in marriage yes stay married, no problem, no problem, ” his ignorant smile was on his back while throwing a glance at the girl who was pouting in front of him. Faisal cuekly continued his lunch until it ran out, home cooking like that really liked him, let alone he knew that the cook was his girl puja.

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