Love and Justice's
Arrive At The Apartment

Return to Manhattan.

Nadya turned towards the window while enjoying the night view. Honestly, the road from Staten Island to the city of Manhattan began to be quiet especially before midnight. Their journey takes about 40 minutes through the I-278 E toll.

"Cursive Nad?" ask Omar.

"Nope. OZ, do you have someone after Leia's mother?"

"What?"

"The girl after Leia?" Nadya looked at Omar with a pockmarked face.

"Nothing."

Nadya stared in disbelief. "Seriously? Look, you're not ugly! Fascinating and manly."

"So he said it needed to be proven" kekeh Omar.

"Yes anyway. Back to topic. Really broken hearted by Leia, you're not interested in other girls?" Nadya kept staring super kepo at Omar.

"I'm FBI agent Nad and this job took away my social life..."

"CK! Cliche reason!" decih Nadya's. "You can't but not seek because for you, Leia is the best! But God will surely give you a much better girl than Leia. I thought I told you this was back and forth!"

Omar smiled towards Nadya who pursed her lips. "Nad, if anyone likes you, how about it?"

"Who?"

"Well, if there is... What's the condition?"

Nadya smiles. "As long as he is good, do not restrain me to a career in the world of law, accept me including his bars and only see the figure of Nadya Aurora instead of Nadya Blair... I can consider."

"If he's not the faith?"

"I have no problem moving on as long as the man can guide me on his beliefs. You know my own family's all sorts of things. The Blair Lawyer and Smith families were different from the Pratomo family. But, for us diversity is what makes us respect each other. You know why we often have weddings in December because we can be with us, get together. And if we do, we come too. For us, togetherness is important because if it wasn't the family that would help us, who else? Indeed there are friends of brother taste but the blood relationship can not be released" said Nadya at length.

"I've always loved your family but not the show! Forgive you if it's like that!"

Nadya. "It is mandatory unwritten law hereditary that blasphemy is obligatory not Sunnah!"

Omar laughs. "Seriously you guys are! Do you think that the incident will appear on the surface, no?"

"What events? Bima OOM? Well, we'll see. If there is no immediate family group, it means safe... Temporary. Because it was like a time bomb, someday it'll know everything."

"Are Captain Chris Bradford and Mr David Satrio going to reveal in the family group?" ask Omar who's been out of Staten Island and on the Manhattan line.

"Two of my Oom are calm and definitely will not do it. It was fortunate that Oom Hoshi did not come along as it would definitely be more brutal his taunts" Nadya smiled.

"Hoshi ... Quinn Reeves?" ask Omar.

"Yup. Oom Hoshi Paramudya Quinn Reeves was the eternal enemy of Oom Bima since they were still in High School. Daddy said, until pitted at the family Dojo" replied Nadya. (Readable in Hoshi, My Tiger ).

"Astaghfirullah's... There are people who feel at home enemies even though they are in-laws?"

"If Arka says anyway, get along five minutes gelut 55 minutes."

Omar laughs. "But usually if it's like it's original care."

"Indeed. Oom Hoshi was rampaging when there was harm to Oom Bima."

"Well! Don't you?" omar's Smile.

"Oh Omar Zidane, you don't know the reason. For Oom Hoshi, only he can make Oom Bima bewildered! No one else can!" gelak Nadya's.

"Whaattt?" Omar Zidane took a deep breath.

***

Blair Family Apartment In Central Park New York

Omar drove Nadya to her family's apartment. And before long the door of the apartment opened and a woman with Asian blood was standing there.

"Thank God you've come home, Nad!" said the woman who was aged but still looked beautiful.

"Oh sorry dear" the woman grinned. "Who is this Nad?"

"Mommy, meet Omar Zidane, his FBI agent friend bang Pedro. OZ, this is my mommy, Rahajeng Blair."

"Nice to meet you Mrs Blair" Omar said as he extended his hand to Rahajeng.

"It's nice to meet you too Omar. Comein! Finally met in person. Just call Aunt Rahajeng. Aunty heard a lot of stories about you and when Nadya said you were tall, Auntie didn't think you were very tall." Rahajeng had to look up to Omar when he was 170cm tall and included height for Asian women. "Let's go in!"

Omar and Nadya followed Rahajeng who entered the elegant apartment.

"How tall are you, Omar?" asked Rahajeng after sitting on the sofa of the family room. Nadya then took two bottles of juice for him and Omar and one bottle of mineral water for Rahajeng. His mother rarely drinks sweet at night.

"196 cm Mrs Blair" Omar replied.

"Oh please Omar. I'm more comfortable being called aunty like his brothers Nadya."

"Good... Auntie." Omar saw Nadya putting a bottle of orange juice in front of him. "Thanks Nadya."

"You're welcome." Nadya sat next to Omar.

"Nad, that means Omar is the same height as Dante Mancini, right?" plain Rahajeng chirps without realizing Omar's face turned cold.

Dante again! Dante again!

Nadya who saw it, could only pat Omar on the shoulder. "It's like mom" he said with a sweet smile at the man as if to make him comfortable.

"Ohy. How's Bayu? So you want to chop up Abi's shooter?" asked Rahajeng who immediately changed the topic to remember her husband's cousin was shot.

"Not being a mom. But the Bayu mas run out freelyin Aunt Gandari directly diomeli."

"Lho why?"

"Tante Gandari does not like to see the Bayu mas moustache an" kekeh Nadya.

"Oh Jeez! How's Abi Nad?"

"Oom Abi has finished surgery and his bullets can be removed and Bayu mas retaliated by shooting his criminal in the shoulder, exactly where Oom Abi was shot."

"What matters is that no one is thrown into Empang!"

Nadya nodded followed by a faint smile from Omar Zidane.

"So Omar, how old are you?"

"33 years, this year."

"Have a wife?"

"Yet. Still busy working as an FBI agent."

"You should have copied Pedro, he has settled his life" Rahajeng commented.

"God willing I will be given his soul mate" Omar smiled as he glanced at Nadya.

"Amin" said Rahajeng sincerely.

Nadya looked at Omar. "I'm sure your soul mate must be a special chick wearing eggs like fried rice."

Omar patted the girl softly on the forehead. "It's good to be matched with food!"

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