
The taxi Naja was riding stopped right in front of the tall gate, with a towering wall fence filled with vines. Looks beautiful and neat, also beautiful.
"Sir, please wait a moment yes, I want to take my things inside!" Pinta Naja to the taxi driver who immediately nodded.
Naja stared at the dark brown door, the luxury villa gate of the Aerospace residence. Sometimes it makes him crumpled up, as if this house belonged to him. Large and broad, many. Naja called out to the guard, and immediately opened the door to Naja's body.
"Mas Agus," cried Naja when he saw Agus not far from his position. Soon Naja ran after Agus while continuing to call out to him. Agus, who was driving a golf cart, stopped and turned to the source of the sound.
"Why are you alone? Where's Nonamu?" Agus turned his head again towards the already closed gate. Jen and Naja are usually one package.
"Miss is still with her friend, Mas!" Naja sat next to Agus who immediately drove.
Agus just rounded his lips. "How's your sister doing? He hasn't played here in a long time?"
"Good, Mas! He's busy in college!" Answer her with sadness.
"Why? You got a problem?"
He gasped, "Ah, no! I just miss him!" Just smiling at a glance. He could quickly find an excuse, pretending as if he was fine. She is an expert at pretending to be happy or okay.
"You can see him soon? Is Miss in your way?"
"No, Mom! There's just no time!" Naja circulated his gaze on the expanse of green grass, palm trees and large aesthetic dwarf plants. Which he will soon leave and he will miss.
"Makasih mas Agus for his ride," a wave of Naja's hand accompanied Agus who passed away from him. Towards Agus's true goal.
Only enter through the side door, which can go directly to the backyard where the room is located. His small footsteps were so heavy. Reluctant to leave the boss of his only best friend in this big city.
"Dorr!" Naja jumped as Jeje patted both of Naja's shoulders and pressed him down.
"Mas Jeje, just be surprised! What if I pass out?" Jeje chuckled to see Naja rubbing her chest and widening. Her tiny lips furrowed violently, so angry at Jeje.
"I'll carry you and me to the pool!" Jeje chuckled again as he rubbed Naja's head right in line with the outstretch of his arm.
"Mas Jeje ngeselin! What if I die?"
"Living in the tomb, the time was thrown into the sea!" Jeje's laughter made Naja even more upset. With a quick movement he hit Jeje's slightly muscular arm. His shirt was soaked in sweat.
"Oh, don't get sick!" Jeje ran away from Naja who was prepared by raising her hands high.
"I'm gonna miss all this!" Naja Gumam. Naja exhaled slowly, lowering his hand with resignation to lower his shoulder.
Jeje was confused by Naja's unusual attitude, immediately stopping his running. Moreover, Naja had stepped away across the courtyard.
"Why is this why? Tumben's not angry?" Jeje muttered as he followed where Naja was heading.
The room is 3 times wider than the room in the village, also dozens of times better facilities. Air conditioners, televisions, soft mattresses, even bathrooms are inside. The maid room class in this house, for her an expensive boarding house. Don't forget, here you can use Wi-Fi as much as possible.
Just take a suitcase on top of the closet and pack clothes that are not much. It didn't take long for all of his belongings to be packed perfectly. His gaze swept through the entire room room which for one year gave its own memories. Naja biting his lips, dew that had been trying on his seat, began to sassy down the slope of the ramps of his cheeks.
"Hey, Jaja Miharja, where are you going? Stop off? Again the same ferocious Jinny!?" Jeje stood on the side of the door, crossing her hands over her chest.
In a hurry, Naja wiped her eyes with the collar of her dirty shirt.
Naja just shook his head with his head down. Unable to look at the man who is always full of investigation and not easy to believe this.
"Ja, come on...are we other people now? Have you forgotten we were in office long ago? It's not fair that you know all my sorrows, but I don't know anything about you?"
"There's nothing, Mom!" Naja raised his face, meeting a shady bead of eyes that always kept him calm. "She just wants a break, Mom! Just tired!"
"If it's someone else I trust, Ja! But this is you, the one who is always full of spirit! I'm sure there's another reason until you leave!" Jeje still urged Naja with his hands on Naja's shoulders.
"If you're tired you can rest here, without getting out of here!"
"Sorry, but I can't! I don't want to cause trouble!" Naja lowers Jeje's hand, "Hopefully Mas Jeje's journey is smooth, Naja will always wish Mas Jeje all the best!"
Naja tried to smile among the rain that began to run along the river on his cheek. Naja rushes to leave Jeje who is still sculpting, leaving all the sweet memories here.
Naja say goodbye to all the workers in this house, who already consider it like their own family.
"Bak Rina, sorry that Naja has often made Mbak hassles!" Naja hugged Rina who still did not understand this situation.
"Where are you going, Ja? The Master and Madam were nowhere now!" Rina let go of her embrace, staring at the teary-eyed Naja.
"Later will be back if the Master and Madam are back! I'll say goodbye to myself!" He took his suitcase again. "Speaking up, Ma'am!"
Just down the path next to the house, followed by several household assistants in this house. They kept asking why she had to leave.
Just answering her with a smile, answering her would only cause her pain.
"I really wish I could come back, Ma'am!" Naja tried to comfort half a dozen Artists who were more senior than him. He is the youngest, no wonder everyone loves Naja.
"Be careful, Ja!" Sari at the very front hugged Naja once more, followed by the others. "We're gonna miss you, Ja!"
Naja's heart is touched, so far he finds family, people who accept him for who he is. Even his master, who he thought grasped the world, treated him like a human being.
The taxi waiting for Naja was sent in, picking up Naja who was still being harassed by workers in this house. Which is even more.
"Bye everyone!" End this heartwarming moment. He immediately got into the taxi that took him out of this memorable Villa.
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