Dear Nolan
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Along the way the two simply enjoy the song coming out of the car stereo. No voice-opening chats to start a chat.

Nesya also wondered why she was running out of words when she was near Nolan. But one that Nesya is grateful for, There are also many benefits to Miss dancing sick so like a lottery. He is getting closer to Bang Nolan.

Astaghfirullahaladzim, dhakalah Nesya happy on the suffering Bu dance. Nesya immediately stroked her chest hoping that her intentions would not be recorded by the angels. Ma'am Dance was the one who took care of her in her childhood before she became what she is now.

Nolan glanced at Nesya who was doing a strange thing, she hit her own forehead.

"What are you doing?" tanya Nolan saw Nesya acting strangely.

Nesya was immediately shocked to hear Nolan start talking.

"Nothing Bang, Nesya was thinking bad things so Nesya should regret saying amit-amit." Neysa was honest.

"You're weird, you know," Nolan replied, refocusing on driving.

Nesya so blushed, somehow the feeling of pounding closer to Nolan like this. He threw a glance at the car window. Suddenly Nesya did not dare to look to her right. Nesya felt it would not be good for her heart and brain work.

Shortly after the journey full of silence they arrive at the orphanage where Nolan used to visit.

Why this togetherness passes so quickly. Guman Nesya gets out of the car.

They immediately welcomed the children who were huddled to approach Nolan for salim. Nesya smiled at Nolan who was so close to the children. Sweet children, Nesya hopes one of them or all of them will someday be adopted and get abundant affection like her.

Bang Nolan was also seen putting on a face and smile as often as Nesya first knew since coming back to this city.

Bang No, the candidate of the priest.

Nesya smiled to herself like an almost insane person.

"Let's meet Ms. Tari" said Nolan, who woke Neysa's daydream.

With a quick step Nesya followed Nolan behind her.

The two arrived at the room Bu dance, seen Bu Tari who was drowned on the bed. With sprightly Nesya saluted Bu dance. Ma dance looks so pangling to see Nesya and guess who this woman is.

"Bir's girlfriend Bang No?" tanya Bi Dance's.

I want it to be Ma Tari.

"No, the mother of the time does not remember Nesya," said Nesya pede.

"Nesiah?" Ma Tari seemed to think.

"Mommy must have forgotten, if Mom had. Nabilla when I was a kid I was called."

"Billa son of Bu Serena and Mr. Roni members of the Council," Bu Tari looks happy to find the figure of Nesya in his deepest memory.

"Bang No remember," asked Nesya flowered like clothes dyed softener.

"Remember," answered Nolan briefly. Now Nolan remembers Nesya is Billa.

This boy who I used to be ignorant, now he is transformed into a beautiful creation of God. Nolans.

Nesya exhales rough, little pleasantries can not the Bang No, say I am more beautiful or more fat is also okay.

"You look good Bil same Bang No," said Ms. Tari.

"Mom, dance can be," answered Nesya so red.

"Bu Tari saw it wrong" Nolan said.

Deg. Nesya became limp, she seemed to run out of place in Bang Nolan's heart.

"Bu Dance what pain Ma'am?" tanya Nesya switched the conversation.

"Mom's head is very heavy Nes, now often dizzy."

"Bu Tari, Nesya check on mom first," asked Nesya holding onto Bu Tari's wrist.

"You're doctor Bil? Thank God." asked Miss Tari.

"Still nominee Ma'am, doain ya ma'am,"

"May you be the doctor of Amana Billa."

"Amin," Nesya replied as she inspected Ms. Dance with a stethoscope.

"Bu Dance should take plenty of rest. Mother's blood pressure rises. Nesya give me prescription drugs later let the children who penetrated in the pharmacy."

"Yes, thanks to Billa," replied Ms. Tari.

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