
Because of the tragedy that befell Nuri so that he sprained his legs, he was only able to stay at home. It's been two days that the girl can't leave the house. In the midst of his frustration he felt relieved because Agung had gone from his house with Azam since this morning after breakfast. While Bu Aisyah and Pak Ali they have also gone to the shophouse.
Unexpectedly that afternoon when Nuri was in the turmoil suddenly heard the voice of Bel in addition to a greeting. With a limp leg, Nuri tried to open the door.
"Walaikumsalam," replied Nuri Porch opening the door.
With a stuttering body Nuri got a hug from two of his guests.
"Masha of Allah," amazed Tami after removing her wound. Likewise with Sari, his old friend was amazed to see the current appearance of Nuri who had closed his Aurat.
Not waiting for long Nuri immediately invited his two old friends into the house.
"Where are your legs? You okay?" ask Tami. When the incident sprained yesterday Nuri immediately told Tami that he could not meet them.
"Alhamdulillah is better, you can make a way." With a happy face Nuri showed her slightly swollen ankle.
"Geez I miss you Nur, without you in school it feels so empty." Sari now hugged her best friend's body.
"Yes, since the departure of your silent school, there has been no commotion and excitement" Tami said.
"You guys?" Nuri raised her eyebrows.
"Since the incident, Erika changed schools. I heard he was sent to Australia by his father." Sari tried to explain the incident to Nuri.
Too cool to tell Nuri forgot not to entertain her two best friends with drinks.
"You don't have to bother. I can see you feel satisfied." Tami blocks Nuri from drinking, but Nuri insists on taking a drink for her best friend.
"Nur, how was your school there? Do you still like nosy?" ask Sari.
Nuri just smiled looking at her old best friend. "All good there's only one girl who reses. Sok know all the artisans anyway," Nuri shoot.
"Continue?" Tami was curious.
"Don't tell me you pulled the hijab." Sari immediately guessed. But Nuri shook her head. "It's sweetie, but I'm still sane." Nuri chuckles if she remembers the incident when pranking Syifa while in the bathroom.
Their meeting must end. Almost half a day they let go of longing and told a lot when they separated. Nuri is very grateful that Sari and Tami still remember and miss him.
After Ashar the roar of the car engine stung at Nuri's hearing. He squinted from the window of his room who was the guest who came to his house.
"He again" he grumbled
"Lo sure you want to buy that land? The price they offer is crazy" Azam said.
Great just throw his heavy breath. It was a difficult decision to get what he wanted.
"Nur" call Azam. Nuri who was in the room immediately came out when she heard her name on the call.
"Make coffee" Azam said as Nuri walked toward him.
Nuri quickly turned her body back towards the kitchen. The girl never refused if only told to make a drink. He said it was the duty of a woman.
Two cups of coffee were on the table. Nuri sat down with the two men. Agung immediately sipped coffee in his cup. Tired face, Nuri felt the two men were in bad shape. There was no conversation, the two men were just busy with their hands.
In his mind Nuri wanted to expel Agung. Nuri had prepared the words he had designed since then, but when he saw the cold situation gripping he undoed his Intention.
"Zam, I've thought well and I agree with their prices. Papa agreed too." Agung said after sipping back his coffee. Azam nodded slowly. "All of you, I'm trying to do it." Great chiming.
Nuri really did not understand the direction of their conversation. But he could catch that Agung wanted to buy something.
By nightfall, all the families had gathered at the dinner table. Adam, who had not been seen since morning, was now sitting sweetly at the dinner table. Nuri looked around in the direction like she was looking for.
Tonight there's no grand existence there. A bit of disappointment was seen on Nuri's face. There is a sense of emptiness, suddenly Nuri felt sorry to have expelled Agung.
There was no conversation during the meal.
"Where are your legs ? Healing yet?" ask Ms. Aisyah.
"Alhamdulillah, no ma'am," honestly Nuri. Because now he no longer feels pain or pain.
"Good, tomorrow follow the father to the shop," continued Mr. Ali.
Nuri just nodded. Nuri understood why he had to come to the shophouse. After the magrib prayer, his mother said that three days Ruko was too crowded. Pak Ali's shophouse leads to the field of sembako. If at that time he was still contracted now the two-story shophouse had become a smirk. The shop that sells basic necessities and basic goods is only open from eight in the morning to five in the afternoon.
Although sometimes felt bitter sir Ali was reluctant to recruit employees.
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