Castes

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Nindia's Busyness


Morning again greeted the gills. All have started busy preparing equipment to be used for activities one day. No exception Nindia who has been struggling in the kitchen since morning blind.


Arya was still wrapped around the blanket. Full night he paced the bathroom. Now his stomach still hurts and his body is very weak. Looks like he had diarrhea, because the food expired.


Waking up feels so heavy. Dizzy head coupled with a yellowed vision. Really, he felt he would not be able to move today. Thankfully, the father gave him a day off.


Tok tok tok tok


"Lake in!" exclaim Arya.


Nindia came up with a tray containing a bowl of porridge and a glass of water. Arya just turned her head for a moment and closed her eyes again. He was very unfeeling to eat.


"Sister, get up first. Brother's stomach must be filled to heal quickly," said Nindia.


The girl put a look on the bedside nightstand. He patted Arya's shoulder gently, in order to wake up.


Arya leaned her body on the head of the bed. The look was very sweet and without energy. The man noticed Aya who was so innocent before him. For some reason now the girl looks cute with a face without her makeup.


Nindia held the bowl of porridge. Take a spoon and blow it for a while. Feeling already a bit cold, the girl bribed him to Arya.


Arya's one savor had already frowned deeply. It felt too bland and he didn't like it at all. Its soft texture makes the man have to swallow it without chewing.


"Is there no other food?" asked Arya who saw Nindia would return to feed the lathe.


"If diarrhea is better to eat bland foods first, sak," replied Nindia slowly.


The girl tried to think, how to get Arya to eat. If he does not fill the stomach with food and drinks there will definitely be dehydration.


"You know, I kind of ate vomit." Arya turned her face when Nindia returned to feed a spoon in front of her mouth.


"Then you have to eat a lot of food to heal, then you can eat good."


"Lazy," said Arya just like that. He is not a child who can be lied to. His mouth was bitter and his stomach was very uncomfortable, how could he eat.


The man returned to lay himself on a soft bed. He turned his back to Nindia. Do not forget to pull the blanket up to the neck. I hope the girl leaves him soon.


"So don't drink first?" Nindia was still faithfully sitting on the bedside chair.


Feeling that Arya did not answer, the girl stood up. He brought back the bowl of unfinished porridge. White water that has not had time to drink, he left on the nightstand.


Such a magnificent mansion. Nindia is still not too used to the area of this house. He remembered the words in a novel he had read.


Wealth is not a measure of happiness. The bigger the house, the more crowded the feeling of the inhabitants.


Although not entirely the same as the condition of this house. Nindia does feel lonely if everyone has started doing activities outside the home.


He would only smile again if Aya had come home. Now he is more comfortable because Arya who has started to be friendly. Nindia was very grateful at this moment.


Two months here he can pay off the debt. He had no idea the salary of a maid in the city could be this expensive. But, if it is sustenance it will never run away. That's what Nindia always puts on her heart.


Debt paid off, Nindia could send money quietly. Helping the life of Sasha's mother and school. There is no better blessing than this.


The clock shows at eight in the morning. He rushed out of the house to buy vegetables and fruit. Usually the father of the vegetable maker will stop two houses from the Wildan family residence.


Sort out fresh vegetables and some kitchen herbs. Take one plastic apple and a big melon. He will continue to choose the fish, if only the cause of gossip does not come.


Nindia was not afraid of those mothers at all. It's just that he prefers to avoid. As the saying goes, it is better to prevent than to treat.


He prefers to go to prevent his ears from hearing anything inappropriate, rather than treat an injured heart. Sometimes a wound without blood is more painful.


"How much is everything bang?" nindia asked after giving up all her groceries.


"All so fifty-two thousand neng." Vegetable brother gives Nindia groceries that have been put in a plastic bag.


Nindia gave a hundred thousand dollars. Waiting for a moment, his eyes glanced at the gossiping mother who was getting closer. He bit his lips because of the vegetable brother who was still looking for change.


Just as the mother was in front of the wagon, Nindia received her change. He smiled at the other buyers and went home. On the road Nindia heaved a sigh of relief.


"Need help?" greet someone from behind.


Nindia was surprised to almost drop the groceries. The man walked in front of Nindia. Giving a charming smile.


"Shock yeah. I'm sorry" the man smiled so broadly.


"Doctor Rizal at this hour hasn't left for work yet?" ask Nindia as a form of pleasantries.


Rizal is the front neighbor of the house. He was also a childhood friend of Aryan. In addition, the man is a doctor who handles Aya therapy. Like tying all the threads in one place.


"Do doctors don't take a day off?"


Nindia shook her head at Rizal's question. They walked side by side to the front gate of Wildan's house. The man handed over the Nindia groceries he was forced to carry earlier.


"Thank you" said Nindia sincerely.


The girl remained standing in front of the gate of the house until Rizal was in his house. The man waved at Nindia and was only replied with a nod of the head.


Nindia went into the house. He found Arya sitting in the living room. The man was busy changing Chanel's television.


"Sister should be in the rest room" said Nindia.


The girl stood beside Arya who was not budging at all with her reprimand. The man's face still looked limp. His eyes glared at the action film aired by one of the television stations.


"Do you want Nindia to do something?" nindia asked after returning from the kitchen.


He brought a glass of water to drink Arya. There was no answer, the girl decided to go to the kitchen to prepare lunch.


"Nin, make coffee."


Nindia turned her head and shook her head. The girl said, "Sister shouldn't drink caffeine while having diarrhea."


Arya leaned back her tired head. His body was still limp, but he was very tired of feeling in the room. Therefore he walked up to the family room with great difficulty.


"Do you want Nindia to cut the melon?"


Arya nodded, at least she wanted to fill her stomach which was protesting to be filled immediately right now.