
"Miss Nadia is very cute and pretty," Inner Sakti smilingly looked at the little girl's face.
"Why are you smiling like that ??" asked Ibra who had just appeared from behind the door.
"Ah om, let's eat" said Nadia sumringah.
"Nih boy moody really, bentar angry, bentar bentar sumringah smile, fate marriage same boy," wonder Ibra. kayak you not moody an aja bro wkwkwkwk, inner author.
"Please young master, have you I have prepared," explained Sakti.
"You two haven't eaten yet ?" ask Ibra again.
"We wait for dong" said Nadia smilingly looking at Ibra
"Why not eat first, let's eat, yeah,"
The three of them ate together with Ibra still sitting on the sofa, Nadia and Sakti sitting down with a carpet. They ate deliciously without anyone starting the conversation. Until then the foods are exhausted and only leave a snack that is deliberately to wash the mouth.
"Om Nadia can pinch the money? Nadia still has no money because she did not ngizinin Nadia returned to life at the parlor, after being able to work Nadia promised to return the money," he said with a full mouth.
Dahi Ibra frowned at Nadia, "how could she possibly borrow money from me which was clearly her husband," inner Ibra.
"Om, can't you?" ask the little girl again.
"Young lady, from the beginning of the agreement it is written that the young master will guarantee your life even after you divorce. You just need to ask me what you want and need." explained Sakti who already understand very well with the look of the face of Ibra at this time.
"How much do you want ?" ask Ibra curious.
"Lend only 100 thousand om" he said with a smile.
The two men's eyes were perfectly rounded hearing the nominal coming out of Nadia's mouth, "she's my wife and only asked for a hundred thousand, what the hell is this?" inner Ibra.
"You're just asking for that, sure no less?" ask again because I am still curious.
"Of course, it's enough to eat Nadia for ten days" he said again with his mouth still full of fruit.
"Hey gacil spend your food first and then talk, do not eat with a mouth full like that," added Ibra while pushing a glass filled with water right in front of Nadia.
"It's very good om" he said again cheerfully.
"Spend, I even become more full by just watching you eat like this," said Ibra again with eyes that were still staring fixedly at the girl.
Glek glek glek, The water is very refreshing has entered his dry throat since earlier, Nadia spent the drink that was given by Ibra in one gulp.
"No one will fight with you, miss" said Sakti.
"What are you going to eat with 10 grand every day ?" ask Ibra who is playing her food.
"A lot of om, it can be arranged Nadia can cook itself later, we were menggelewatin market right, shopping there is cheap," he explained.
Ibra's forehead is getting wrinkled, "how could I possibly find a planet in this modern age" he said.
Ibra could have given more money to his wife, but it was canceled because he wanted to know what Nadia could get with such a small amount of money for ten days
Ibra took out her wallet from her pants pocket, issued a wallet with a very elegant design and looks expensive, there are many cards there, her hand took a red banknote and then gave it to Nadia.
"Don't be wasteful okay ?" said again.
"Every boss" said Nadia again by chewing food.
"We're going home young master, you should take a break for a moment,"
"I will stay here today, my body is very tired if I have to travel again, you go home" Ibra ordered.
"Om, aunty who came to the big om house is om's girlfriend?" nadia asked as Sakti was about to leave.
"Bella ?"
"Oh her name is Bella" said Nadia mangosteen.
"You're leaving already?" ask Ibra.
"Hehe you see me young master?" tanya Sakti again who is now scratching her non-itchy Nape.
"You think I'm blind?" snapped Ibra.
"Have not been angry, Pak Sakti may be in a hurry to meet his lover, just let him be young." cerocos Nadia.
"I didn't even have time to have a lover because your husband gave me too much work miss hikss," Inner Sakti.
"All right go,"
"thank you, sir" said Sakti, bowing his head slightly. "Thank you for helping me, miss," she then ran away before the young master changed his mind.
"Tante bella's boyfriend om ya ?" ask Nadia.
"He's just one of my collections" he replied quickly.
"You take a quick shower, your body smells so bad" Ibra said, pretending to cover her nose.
"Om doyan the same model of clothes lacking that material ?" ask Nadia again who is now tidying the dishes on the table.
Ibra saw Nadia's skill in cleaning the dishes, she did not even hear what Nadia had asked her questions before.
"Om ? " ask Nadia again.
"Huhh what?" ask Ibra.
"Om like model Aunt Bella ? " ask Nadia again.
"What is Bella's model?" now Ibra instead takes the TV remote and turns it on.
"The model of clothes is less material om," he explained again.
"All my women are dressed like that, that's the trend today, only you look like a maid" he said.
Plaaakkk
"Ouchhhh !!! What the heck cil, would be honest than boong sin," he said.
Nadia just a manyun heard the words Ibra, then looked to herself. "very similar to the helpers yes, I look like mbok mbok dong," his grunts in heart.
"His feet still hurt ?" tanya Ibra was facing Nadia.
"Udah no, it was a cramp," he replied reasoned.
"Yes, I went to the room first" he said then passed leaving Nadia who now began to walk slowly with her hands carrying some dirty dishes.
Ibra returned to the car because she had left a draft file that she should have learned for a meeting tomorrow morning, but her steps stopped to see a shoe whose front end was already gaping wide.
"Basar Gacil gini buluk shoes are still in use, throw away let me buy a new one," he said himself then grabbed the two shoes, but his eyes saw the spotting something was in the shoes.
"Blood ?"
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