Castes
ayah
Nindia had returned to her new room after dinner and cleaned up the remains she had used for cooking and eating earlier. Aya had also fallen into a deep sleep from being tired of telling Nindia many things. He's very chatty when he's comfortable with someone.
He could not disappoint his mother and his sister in the village. This is his only hope for now. After that, let fate determine how the fate he lived later. Resignation was the only path he could take for now.
He was surprised by the presence of Nindia who was in front of the door of the workspace owned by his father. ‘Did he listen to everything I said with papa?’
Arya felt guilty when it really happened. His good and polite image would definitely fall just like that.
He walked down the stairs and found his sister in front of the stairs. He approached his sister in a cool style as usual. Kneeling to align her height with Aya.
Mr. Wildan who saw Nindia still staring at his doorstep had already guessed what had happened. He invited Nindia to enter his study for a while to say some things that Nindia had to understand.
“Did you just listen to my conversation with Arya?”
Nindia nodded her head slowly. She was not the type of liar girl, let alone in a state that had been caught red-handed like this. It will be useless, it might make itself in a dangerous situation aka on the verge of destruction.
During this time the principle of his life is honesty whatever happens to him. He does not want to have a lie debt to others to make the person become injured and eventually suffer because of him.
Wildan who was aware of Nindia's mood that had deteriorated due to hearing her son's words tried to find the right words to make Nindia stay in this house for a long time.
“Look down, I'll still hire you for now. In addition to Aya who already likes you, we also need someone to keep Aya from being on the wrong path.”
Nindia gawked at the words of her master who was very worried about her little daughter. A sweet smile fell on her tiny lips. Trying to stay strong even though his heart is now crumbling dim
“But with the master and also the young master who is beside Miss Aya for sure, miss Aya will still be fine, she will be fine,”ucap Nindia with a soft voice and a head that bowed deeply for daring to express his opinion to the owner of the house.
“Maybe, but we are still men. Aya is still a child and needs the intervention of a woman.”
Nindia finally understood what her master meant. Not all girls can be close to their father, even if their father is their first love.
Nindia clearly knows, that a father is the first love for her daughter, because she also feels the same way as her father used to. He hopes to find the same man as his father.
Loves simplicity and gives sincerity that no other man has for her, mother and sister Nindia. However, a woman also still needs the hands of other women to make her able to be a graceful girl and be able to choose her way of life properly.