
Chapter 4
As usual every time there is a guest Madam Nadin always looking for face. She pretended to be attentive with her mother and then swept her into the living room. While I was just silent, suddenly frozen when I saw the three men in front of my eyes. Mr. Martin, Mas Hansel and Mas Ronal.
Why are they in this house at the same time? What really happened to Mom? Mas Ronal's gaze was so sharp, it made me feel pain. Did she see my hijab pulled by Nadin's mother earlier? Ah, I hope he didn't see anything like that.
I don't want him to think about my family. As bad as my family is, I still have to keep my family's disgrace. Don't want others to know if in this simple house of papa's legacy I seem to be considered like a parasite/thin, while Madam Nadin looks like a princess.
"Mama fell off the motorcycle when she went to the market, Nad. Mama's wallet and phone are covered. Thankfully, there was Nak Hansel. So, you can get home safely" said the mother with a faint smile and turned to the three men.
But I saw a bit of shock on Mas Hansel's face. It seemed like he wanted to retaliate, but undone it.
"Thank you, Mas. Already nolongin my mother and drive her home to home," said Nadin with a soft word. I just get goosebumps hearing it.
"Together, Nad. I just happened to be passing by anyway. There was already Mas Ronal who was there first," the man replied as he nodded his head slightly.
"Mom's wallet and cell phone are not the brandal that take, right?" mak Nadin whispered later. His voice was loud enough in my ears that was still normal.
Mas Hansel was silent for a moment and then glanced at his brother who was only silent from earlier, without expression. I can't imagine how my life will be after marrying a man like him. O Allah.
"Let's go in first, Son Hansel, Son Ronal. Let Nadira make you a drink," pinta mama with a faint smile
"Oh, thank you, Mom. I am also here to pick up my mother's child. We want to visit the exhibition of paintings in the Gallery of artworks in the Mall" said Mas Hansel with a sweet smile.
How happy I am to hear that. Usually, every time he came home from bandung always take me to the mall afterwards will see the paintings in the gallery of works of art in front of the mall . He also often bought me various kinds of painting guide books because I ever dreamed of becoming a painter, but what power I am only a graduate of Elementary School.
But strangely, usually he always sends a message first to me every time I will be invited to the road, while since morning I have not received any message from him. Did he intentionally give this surprise to me?
"Which mother's son, Son Hansel?" mama asked with a smile looking at the handsome-looking man. I have not been able to answer, I have heard the answer of Madam Nadin who broke my heart immediately.
"Don't smile, he's not coming to pick you up, but pick me up!" mak Nadin whispered beside my ears and then smiled cynically.
I hurried to take my eyes off her. However, it actually accidentally returned to staring at the creepy man with a tattooed dragon snake. He just looked at me for a moment and left without saying a greeting or even saying a word.
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