Castes
Invitation

The sun today is so dazzling. Wildan just got home from a colleague's invitation. The man got out of the car and rushed into the house.

Wildan opened the door. Upon entering he could hear a noise from the living room. The middle-aged man's forehead was wrinkled. About who comes home to have a very interesting conversation like this.

Faintly Wildan could hear the sound of conversation. Take a little bit of what they say.

"Even though Sukma does not like the same pedes. How much you."

Wildan could see three familiar backs. He approached and smiled very broadly. Not expecting the source of the commotion were his son's friends.

"Hello om!" exclaim Indra stood up after realizing the presence of papa Arya.

"Hello. Haven't been here in a long time, have you?" Wildan received the handshakes of Indra and Andra.

The last Sukma greeting patted his head slowly. Give me a sweet smile. I feel like he is still in this house.

"You're getting pretty. It used to look cute, now it's more of an adult" Wildan said, letting Aryan's guests sit back. He examined one by one the faces that had not been seen for a long time.

The twins are getting handsome and handsome. Wildan was sure many girls would come after them. Meanwhile, the only girl there looked more mature and graceful as she said earlier.

"Thank you, um." Sukma smiled shyly as he was praised.

"Then stay first. Comfortable yourself. Think of it as your own home, wasn't it?" Wildan walked away from the living room. He turned to the kitchen where Nindia was.

The girl held up one tray with four orange juices. He also brought some snacks. Nindia smiled as she looked at Wildan who was standing in front of the kitchen door.

"Will you cook lunch, right, Nin?" Wildan stopped Nindia's move to deliver a drink.

"Yes yeah. Does anyone want you to eat?"

"No. Just want a lot of cooking pesen, keep the delicious. They're Arya's right in High School. It used to be here so please do well, yes" Wildan said.

"Well," answered Nindia.

Wildan left the girl. Walk towards the room to clean yourself.

He needs to refresh himself, because it is sultry with sweat in the body. Seeing Wildan away, Nindia continued her steps that had stopped.

Put the juice in front of the guests and Arya. did not forget the jar served with the drink. After he finished, he rushed back to the kitchen to start cooking lunch.

"That was really just Aya's nanny? Rich is young." Indra was still looking at Nindia's back.

How could he believe Arya said that the girl was a house worker, if the girl had an ayu face.

"His eyes are guarded. He just graduated High School. So, don't mess around," Arya recalled using a cynical tone. The man did not like it when his friend looked at Nindia with a probing look.

"Ck. You are too handsome or lucky. The feeling from school until now always surrounded by beautiful girls continues." Indra clucked in disbelief. The man crossed his legs and started drinking his juice.

The fresh taste immediately penetrated his throat. Drain the sweet taste on the tongue and cool refreshing.

Beware of Indra's behavior, Arya typing fingers on the table. Ask them what is up until they visit his house after a long time.

"Just want to do this anyway. You can not continue he said the chairman," said Andra handed an invitation in golden yellow.

"You're coming, aren't you?" Sukma asked after serving one glass of juice.

"Why? You want to be my partner?" Arya replied with a joke. His eyes were glaring.

"Find the others. She's the same as me." Andra who had been silent just now finally opened her voice. He raised Sukma's left hand which was wrapped in a ring on his ring finger.

"Are you engaged?" arya asked as if she could not believe it.

"They're long-time fiancees, soon to be married." The answer is not from Andra, but the twin brother.

"Then, what about you?" Only a lazy look was presented by Indra as an answer.

Arya just laughed out loud. Though Indra was the most passionate about romance. Romantic things always come out of his head.

It is not expected that Andra will step to a more serious level first. It was with their own friends.

Arya wondered how their story began. It seems he was too long not in class until the news was missed warm.

"So you're coming? If you don't have a partner, the person in front of you is the same." Sukma asked again because he felt he had not received the desired answer.

"Isn't that a hassle?" Arya muttered lazily. If the reunion was meant to come alone he would have no problem.

"It's not lunch time." Aya came in a casual dress. After she finished helping Nindia in the kitchen, she rushed over to the sister.

Arya got up and approached her sister. Help push Aya's wheelchair towards the dining room. The twins and Sukma certainly came without asking.

They are also not new people who should be welcome first if you want to do something. They were rather old guests.

Indra's saliva almost dripped seeing the number of dishes available. Arya was already sitting on Wildan's right after feeling the brother comfortable in front of her.

The twins sit next to Arya. The moving Sukma will sit beside Aya, but is prevented by Arya.

"You can sit next to your fiancee" said Arya who can only be nodded by Sukma.

Nindia came with fried chicken as the last meal. The girl was going to the kitchen again when Arya called out to her.

"You're not eating?"

"I can eat later sister" replied Nindia.

"Sit down and eat." Arya said firmly. Nindia would not obey him.

He sat next to Aya. Waiting for Wildan who will lead the prayer. After finishing Arya stuck out the plate towards Nindia.

Doubtful, the girl accepted and started filling up with food as usual. The three boyfriends looked at each other as if sending a question signal to each other.

Arya said the girl was Aya's nanny. But, they had heard Nindia calling Arya a sis. Then, if indeed a caregiver can eat together at the table with his employer.

"Let's get the food, don't hesitate."

The three of them stopped thinking for a moment. Now the most important thing is to fill the stomach that has been protesting asking to be filled.