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After getting a call from Bou, Nayla's face changed 100 percent.
He immediately left the canteen to go to the mosque to pray Dhuha.
After the prayer he was looking for a quiet place and this is where he was in the packing area, among the piles of cardboard he sat in hiding.
Nayla let out tears that she had been holding back.
"why Papa is evil, Nay hates all the batak families, they're all evil"
hu.hu.
"Ma.mama why all Nay must be natural"
"why don't they all know Nay.hu.hu"
Nayla's crying became even more unstoppable, she hid her face between her knees
Meanwhile, Tari, who had been looking for Nayla because she was worried, finally smiled when she heard the sound of people crying among the pile of cardboard that she was sure must be the girl she was looking for.
He also peeked out from behind the cardboard to make sure if it was Nayla or even a sighting.
"Nay..there's what kok loe ngumpet anyway, it's a small cardboard cover again" said Tari jokingly.
Nayla only saw Dari at a glance and then she lowered her head again.
"Heiii why the hell Nay,loe can be a story ama gw, gw ready to be a good listener"
"loe want to be a samsak?"nayla asked while rubbing her tears rough
"Ha..samasak?"tanya Dance make sure
"yes, uh.budek ama anyway"
"eh.busyet ni son yes, again mewek also still perfect ngatain gw" reply Tari
"ih.do not be noisy napa, sono gih I want to be alone" said Nayla
"Nay...What the hell is that???"force Tari so that Nayla wants to tell a story but Nayla does not pay attention to Tari who had been raving beside her.
"suee gw stir-fried, expensive fried beans Nay about 60 thousand" said Tari annoyed,Nayla turned to look at Tari who scowled annoyed and smiled even though forced
"kalo want to ngasong not here, sono terminal" said Nayla began to be able to smile because she saw the face of Tari who was upset
"Dih.dia smile, so do you not eat breakfast gw bawain cheese bread ama chocolate ni loe favorite" Dance thrust two pieces of bread
Nayla just shook her head in a sign of unwillingness.
After being forced by Tari, Naylapun finally wanted to eat the bread he brought even though only one and sipped the coffee he brought.
Today Nayla goes through very heavy, she sometimes looks for a hiding place to cry sometimes in the toilet, sometimes stacked tray until Dian is confused looking for Nayla who always disappears.
"Nay..everything really is,loe just tell me, who knows I can help" said Dian when she met Nayla who was crying in the matrial warehouse.
Nayla who was very close to Dian finally immediately hugged Dian and cried as it happened, fortunately at this time all the matrial children were putting stuff in the line so no one saw it.
"Why the hell Nay, don't make curious napa"
"Dians...Bokap gw.. today get married again" said Nayla faltered.
"Ha..got wrong Nay, this must have been a brother loe ya" said Dian who followed upset
Nayla nodded as she continued to wipe her tears violently
"When's the wedding?"
"So at 9 o'clock, this morning nelp that Bou gw in Medan, they are very evil Dian, forced Bokap Iw wed not ask for approval gw his son, they do not consider me what? I don't want any other woman besides Nyokap gw Dian, I don't accept" said Nayla with tears flowing back in her cheeks.
Dian could not say anything, he just held Nayla tightly and stroked her back gently
"Sabar ya Nay, gw sure everything is the best of God for the family loe, may be difficult at first but what's wrong we see first how stepmother loe" said Dian
Naylapun patted but in his heart still could not accept if there was another woman in the heart of his father.
Dian knows Nayla's condition so he allows Naya not to overtime.
Once at home Nayla immediately locked all the doors and went straight into her room.
He cried again when he remembered his mother, never crossed his eyes His father would soon marry again and forget his mother.
Nayla's phone rang and she saw her phone screen saying PP.
He was lazy to answer the call from his PP.
More than 10 times his phone rang, he also shifted the green icon
📞 "Hallo Nay..ini PP"
Nayla lets her papa talk to herself
📞 "Nay..Nayla ..you still have Papa Nak"
📞 "already said,Nay wants to sleep"
Without waiting for an answer from his father he immediately turned off his phone connection and put his phone on the table.
Nayla again laid her body on the mattress and looked at the ceiling of her room her memory wandered when the mother was still there, her tears flowed back her heart as if it hurt to remember her father who married again without telling her, she said,even when the last time his father called did not say if he was going to get married he just said there was still business and it was answered already all his turmoil.
"Nay can't accept having a stepmother, Nay don't want any other woman in this house, evil father, all evil" Nayla said on the sidelines sobbing her tears.
Meanwhile, in front of the house Nayla Adit saw the lights of Nayla's room that lights up indicating she was home, but that makes Adit confused why Nayla did not reply to his chat and did not answer the phone.
"Nay...Nayla you're inside" cried Adit from below
Still no answer "maybe Nayla is asleep" thought Adit, finally Aditpun come home and he planned to come early in the morning to see the state of Nayla.
The next morning Nayla woke up, her head was dizzy and her eyes were swollen probably as a result of mostly crying.
Today he had no intention of entering work, he had also laid back his body and without feeling his tears flowed back
tin.tin.
The sound of Adit's motor horn, and shortly thereafter "Assalammualaikum, Nayla...Nay.you're awake" cried Adit
Lazily Nayla got out of bed and went down the stairs and opened the door
"What the hell is Dit early in the morning already noisy" asked Nayla while opening the fence of her house.
"are you not working?"ask Adit who saw Nayla still wearing her nightgown
"no ah." he answered and sat in the chair
"you cry yes, you have rich eyes" asked Adit, who saw Nayla's puffy eyes
"What's wrong?dong ama story me?"
"have you had breakfast belom?, I bought rice uuk ya"
"I'm not a Laper answered" Nayla replied slowly
"Heii ..beib what the hell, dong story with me" forced Adit to tell Nayla.
Actually Adit already knows what makes Nayla cry because yesterday the prospective father-in-law had told him everything and he left Nayla to Adit because he was sure his daughter would not be able to accept if now he married again.
"i'm lazy by the way, you go to work there, against bad luck" said Nayla
"Dihh kok ngusir anyway, I'm truant today just want to meet you" replied Adit
"I don't need to be won, I want to be alone again, if you want to skip mending home again gih" expel Nayla for the second time
"jeez beib kok you anyway, I'm afraid of you why-what's why I've memenin you yah" forced Adit
Finally Naylapun resigned he let Adit accompany him.
Aditpun forced Nayla to eat even a little.
He deliberately asked Empok to cook a wide-ranging gang chicken Nayla's favorite.
"Nay.tadi papa nelp me he said Sunday he got here" said Adit but not responded by Nayla.
"Nay...Nayla you're horrified I didn't say anything"
"As much as he is Dit, want to go home, even now I'm lazy to call him Papa" answered Nayla
"hhh don't be rich so that, maybe Papa forced his brother because they will think that soon you want to marry the tar papa trus you are the same as who" said Adit trying to give understanding to Nayla
"who else wants to rush into marriage" answered Nayla with a frown
"supposedly we are both truant we pesen invitation yuk want not" said Adit
Suddenly Nayla's face turned pale when Adit invited her to choose an invitation.
"I again lemes Dit,tar fainted in the street how, next time yes" Nayla also issued a thousand reasons so that Adit did not order the invitation.
Adit was just silent, he knew Nayla was just reasoned to be able to delay his marriage but Aditpun was not broken charcoal.
If Nayla has any reason to postpone her marriage, then Adit also has a thousand ways for Nayla's plan to fail.
Everyone answered why Nayla was crying....
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