
Abhichandra Damanik, age 35, is from Pematangsiantar, North Sumatra. Currently Abhi and Nathan are working together to establish a law firm in Central Jakarta. Abhi is also the new owner of apartment 110, just moved in 3 days ago. In addition Abhi has some ase—
Tut's. Tut's. Tut ….
Erik turns off his call when he sees the shadow of Abhi entering Naura's apartment. His men are indeed reliable, less than 15 minutes he can get information about who the man occupants apartment 110.
Eric's hand allowed Abhi to enter and sit in the living room. A few minutes ago, the man asked her permission to put on the shirt first, only to explain what really happened.
On the sofa, Naura had trouble closing her mouth when she saw Abhi wearing casual clothes. White sweatshirt, with blue jeans, on his arm there is a navy blue blazer that the man may have accidentally sipped. Until Abhi sat down, he was only able to break his gaze.
“Yang, please make tea!” erik's orders to his wife. His gaze did not stop looking at Abhi's gelagat, judging in silence. The man looked quite calm, although from then on his eyes were unfriendly.
“I've listened to my daughter's version explanation. If it is not synchronized with your explanation, it means clear!” Erik paused his words. “I'll call penghulu to come here! Married you!”
Abhi's gaze shifted to Naura's agitated-looking face. Ask Klue for what explanation she gave her father? Feeling in vain now Abhi looked back at Erik. Take the position as comfortable as possible to start talking.
“Good. I will explain the actual chronology. It is also impossible for me to be in a relationship with my daughter, Father!” Abhi laughed disdainfully, without seeing Naura's sour face.
“Why?” ask Erik. “Is my daughter less attractive? Less beautiful?” erik said, his eyes until not blinking accompanied the change in Abhi's face that looked gloating after the sound of laughter stopped.
“Bu—not like that, Sir!”
“Pa—
“Silence, Na! It is not good to cut the conversation of others,” Erik remembered without looking at Naura. And the girl just took a rough breath while leaning her back against the back of the sofa. As if I were happy with what happened the next second.
“I will explain, how can I be in an unusual condition, when Father and Mother arrived here.” Abhi took a deep breath, then resumed after getting a response from Erik. “So like this, the water in my bathroom is dead. I really do not know, how can an apartment as luxurious as this, water can die.”
“Please note, Yang! Report with your son! Looks like some employees are starting to do some sneaky work!” erik orders when he sees the wife is putting three cups of tea on the table.
Abhi is further confused by Erik's words, but he doesn't want to bother. He wanted to immediately explain and hurriedly escape from this misunderstanding.
“And earlier, I just took a shower. Right is just that. Because our relationship was established before. So I intend to me—
“Connect? What relationship do you mean? Dating, chatter or again the approach stage ..." so impatient Erik immediately cut out Abhi's speech.
“Not, Pa!” cut Naura.
“Papa didn't ask you!” sentak Erik's. She was emotional over Naura's constant attitude cutting off the conversation which she thought was very serious.
“Betul! Yes that's right, Pa! Abhi is right.” Naura said now she agrees with Abhi's words. Erik turned to look at Naura, but in his heart hoped that Abhi would be his son-in-law. But extinct already, hope 20 minutes ago that he stacked. It turns out that both are like two magnetic poles that are similar when brought closer together (resist reject).
“Is there still anything less clear, sir?” ask Abhi. Erik turned his attention back towards him.
“Please drink first!” erik's orders while leaning against his body, there was a feeling of relief mixed in disappointment that attacked him at this moment. His gaze was towards Naura who was observing Abhi.
Abhi smiled faintly, then grabbed Ella's cup of tea. Just now he sipped the tea his throat as if burned by the temperature of the tea he was enjoying. Abhi coughed loudly and it caught the attention of everyone sitting there.
“Ngot able to slowly yes .. already know the heat still, sok-sok’an!”
“Heh, this tea no writing beware hot!” reply Abhi.
Erik who was between the two began to advise. “Nana, don't hate Abhi too much. You fear you will fall in love with him. Love and hate are different. Slim!” erik warned his daughter. But Naura ignored him, she flicked her lips towards Erik. As for Abhi, it was as if something was tickling her stomach. Nausea when I heard Erik's words.
After the burning feeling in his mouth subsided, Abhi hurriedly said goodbye. He said it was honest if there was a meeting with his extended family tonight, and he was already too late to attend his cousin's application.
"Son Abhi, please if Nana does wrong to be reprimanded! Who knows he's bringing a girlfriend into his apartment."
"Good, Sir. Excuse me first," said Abhi reluctantly. He greeted her and left Naura's apartment.
After the man disappeared. Erik and Naura glanced at each other. Reluctant to speak until Ella comes to break the silence between the two of them.
"Na, Hanif's parents came. And ... tomorrow night they invite a dinner."
"Nana can't, Ma! Nana has an appointment tomorrow!"
"Nana! How long will you hold on to that stance?" asked Erik in a high tone.
Naura took a deep breath, letting out slowly through her lips. "Nana will get married when she is ready" he said softly without daring to look Erik in the eye.
"You don't regret it, yeah! If later who shakes the hand of your future husband is not papa. But, brother!"
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