THE WEDDING BROUGHT LARA

THE WEDDING BROUGHT LARA
a lonely heart.



The cold night breeze blew the niup of her long hair strands. Nisa walks down the sidewalk.in the frenzied windpipe the sound of vehicles passing by.


his gaze nanar in the middle of the flickering lights of vehicles that alternated past him.


His house and Arya masilh far away again when he walked this way.not he did not have the money to order a taxi online.but he wanted to enjoy the cold wind.


as if representing his heart and feelings at this time.his heart is cold because of the absence of warmth from the husband.


even with his heart he was put down just like that.on the way home.


really.no feelings at all.


Nisa continues to walk until she passes by a peddler who runs by the roadside.in the closed shopping center.


Nisa noticed the merchant entourage.sepasng middle-aged husband and wife who sat waiting for a buyer who never came.


because it's night or how.


Nisa pity that she stopped by.


" pack the batagor one porsih ya. eat here."


said Nisa. and welcomed happily by the couple.


"ready neng pedes or not Neng.? "


"the cabees are five sir."


Nisa saw two plastic chairs without a table, and she went up to him and sat there.


" want to drink what Neng. water or anget tea.." bargained the mother.to her. with a smile money does not fade.


" anget tea aja ma'am." she replied to the mother who was directly made by her.


and before long Nisa's order came she immediately ate it. indeed her stomach was still hungry because it was at her in-laws' house.


not tasteful to eat.just a few bribes.and made to walk in the middle of the night like this.with a heart of pain and sore.quick to make her hungry.


Nisa put one mouthful of her mouth and. it feels really good.


" this is Neng's tea." as she pulled up the chair and sat down next to Nisa.


" yes, thank you" she replied.


" em mom's the same father from what time the sale is." Nisa began to open the chat.sambil continued to feed batagor touted into his mouth.


" from 8 Neng. not her." replied the mother.


"oh every day her mom sells." asked Nisa again.


" yes every day of sale unless the mother's child is sick just off. "the mother replied again.


" oh. rame kah selling here ma'am." continued again.


"sepi Neng. sometimes like to run out." said the mother with a sad look.


" this is still a lot of Neng. Eneng the third person who just bought tonight." he said


"then it's good this way the bricks are bu.


batagor is very good." continued Nisa again.


and the mother just smiled. knot


"mother's child how many mothers" continued asking.


" the mother's son there are four Neng. the first one is still second grade.SMA. has just been in class ."


answer her.in the accompanying smile that has been continuously printed.so also infectious to Nisa.for a moment.peneternya life.nan lonely heart.


it does not feel Nisa has completed her meaning until she is unconscious because of the excitement of chatting.


Nisa immediately drank her angel tea


issuing his phone tried to open the online ojek apkilasih.perhaps there is still a tandang.night like this.


it feels very full and lazy if you have to walk.


shortly came his order ojek with a green jacket.senada with the Helmets he wore.


Nisa stood up and paid for her food


" how much is it all." asked Nisa.


" 15 thousand Neng" he answered


Nisa opened her bag and took the money from her wallet.


the mother was shocked to be given that much money


"what is Neng." she asked.


"rezeki mom same father. thank you ya batagornya very good .hopefully the trade is selling sweet." said Nisa .


" but this is too much Neng." with teary eyes.kaca.si mother said.


" what's wrong mom and son.children at home.may be useful." replied with a smile and passed.


and received a helmet thread from the driver.


after boarding and sitting comfortably


immediately the motor drove.dengam standard speed.


defending the night that was getting late and the cold wind that hit the face and flew Nisa's long hair increasingly felt cold.


seriate....


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