The Mystery of the White House

61.

There was no word in every look in those eyes. Nothing is necessary to question. Not that it is saturated or unnecessary. It's just disappointment that seeps into the recesses of the heart.

Vendra felt the change. There is no effort and effort to achieve the desired situation. Just not wanting to tell the truth. Afraid? Sure oes. Worrying? sure . Must be how this next one passes. He only hoped for the ruler of the universe to be a little kind to him.

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" Aishis... Aish.." said Vendra to the door.

The owner of the room has not revealed the trunk of his nose. His words or his great-grandson were not heard to his ears. Still faithful waiting for the room's waiter. Closed to the width of the room.

" Aish... Where are you?" yell at Vendra again.

Aisyah who heard from below just walked leisurely towards the source of the sound. There was no intention to answer or give an answer to the call just his feet stepping towards the master.

Pukpuk...

He patted his shoulder twice. Suddenly the head turned back.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim" said Vendra by massaging his chest.

" To.. why ... are you outside?" vendra asked neutralizing his shock.

" Hmm.. why? What's up?" ask Aisyah briefly.

" ti. jack... I just want to apologize to you" Vendra replied.

" I'm sorry?? About?" ask Aisha again.

" Drug" replied Vendra briefly.

Aisyah was silent and only raised her one eyebrow upwards. No answers or questions came out of her tiny lips.

" I'm sorry about that. I can't explain it yet. There will be a moment when it arrives. And, mas will tell the truth "the light of Vendra is back.

" When?" ask Aisyah.

" Surprisingly!! " answered Vendra briefly.

" There's no time soon. That means not knowing when the time comes fast and slow!!" answer Aisyah coldly.

" Aish ..." said Vendra pleading and pleading.

" I won't force. And for that I also did not interfere. I'm a stranger who just happens to be married. I have no more rights than this" Aisyah said.

" I'm sorry, Aish. Please be patient for a moment ! Mas promise I will tell you without exception.

" Hm.. That's all?" ask Aisyah cuek.

" you mean? Was angry?" ask Vendra.

" If there's nothing else to talk about. Excuse me, Mas. If you need anything, you can call me below" Aisyah explained.

" Anged!!"

" It can only be this mouth. Why not just tell the truth!" inner Vendra.

" Why is he cold now? Weird !! Would all women be angry?" gerutu Vendra's.

" Snigh ngadepin dedemit it deh, than he. The orchard exceeds the big tree in the old house" murmured Vendra lirih.

Vendra immediately headed for the pavilion where Mbok Saroh was located. Looks like it's one good idea to see Mr. Darman. Perhaps he would find enlightenment from this quite strange matter.

When he had reached the pavilion, he immediately looked for the figure he wanted to meet. I don't know what he will complain about that might take a little time.

" Ehmm" dehem Vendra disperse the daydreams of Mbok Saroh.

" e. uh... Aden... Can anyone help Den? or does Aden need something? Let Simbok prepare" said Mbok Saroh.

" No Mbok. Is there Mr Darman? I'm here to find Mr. Darman. Is there?" ask Vendra politely.

" sat.. Pak' e kayane is at Den's front house. He said he wanted to check the house. We're moving here. Fear there is something Den" explained Mbok Saroh.

When the long steps began to rush.

" Den.." cried Mbok Saroh.

" Hmm, huh?" vendra answered and turned around immediately.

" Den.. for drug problems." said Simbok hanging.

Vendra just silently waiting for the continuation of Mbok Saroh's remarks. Shut up and listen next he will conclude and give an answer.

" Can I talk to Den for a second?" pinta Mbok Saroh Soft.

" Come Den, sit down. We haven't had a discussion in a long time, have we?" mbok Saroh.

Without answering the babibu Vendra immediately sat on a chair. A lounge chair in front of the pavilion terrace.

" Den. sorry before. Did something happen?" ask Mbok Saroh.

Vendra just stood still and frowned, digesting what Mbok Saroh meant. Something happened what Mbok Saroh meant.

" Cah ayu's. Is Angry?" ask Mbok Saroh.

" Hm. I don't know Mbok. He became the old me. It's cold!" vendra answered by exhaling his coarse breath.

" It is predictable ! Excuse me, may I give you some advice?" tawar Mbok Saroh's.

" Hm.." answered Vendra by raising his palm while swinging as if to say "come on".

" Strump Suggestions, say honestly. Fear Cah Ayu will lash it long. Moreover, we are still in this state. Don't get scattered. It may be heavy, but rest assured. That girl's a good girl. Simbok sure can accept" replied Simbok.

" It's not that easy !! Huff" replied Vendra complaining of pressure.

" This illness of mine may be a source of havoc in my household. And he will leave me if he knows the truth! I'm afraid of Mbok" Vendra replied.

" Never be afraid. There's still us. And Simbok sure, Cah Ayu can accept. She's not the petty Den girl. Was there anything he asked for all this time? " ask Mbok Saroh.

" So far he's been quiet without complaints and demands, right?. Aden's treatment of him also he accepted with a chest. Never to complain. He fell in love with Aden. Don't be disappointed again Den!!" bright Symbok.

Vendra could only rub his face rough. Now it appeared the old man he expected to appear towards the pavilion.

" Uh.. Aden. Been long?" ask Mr. Darman.

" hasn't. Just now" replied Vendra briefly.

" What is that sir?" ask Vendra curiously.

" There is a wicked man who planted this on the front fence. I don't know what the goal is!!" answer Mr. Darman.

" It's open? Is it the same as the house on top?" ask Vendra curiously.

" Emm. yeah. Less is more" replied Mr. Darman.

" Do you know where?" ask Vendra again.

" Cah Ayu already knew father. He said there was something strange in the front house. Something that will hurt the house!" said Mr. Darman.

" Who?" ask Vendra.

" For that I don't know Den. I'm looking for as soon as possible. Lah wong ndak keburu effect to home or us!!" answer Mr. Darman.

" Yes already. Later asked the same with Cah Ayu" said Mbok Saroh mediate.

" Yes wes. This is a back-end. Anything on? Or need something?" ask Mr. Darman.

" Yes, ordinary sir'e . Young kid. The same problem was Cah Ayu who earlier" replied Mbok Saroh.

" Owh.. Getting angry?" ask Mr. Darman.

" Hmm" Vendra replied with a nod.

" Yo reasonable if angry wes !!" replied Mr. Darman relaxed.