My soul mate Mas Duda Jutek
Chapter 13

"Which part is troubling, I'm calm, just asking for a yes or no answer," he said, disagreeing with the opinion of the woman beside him.

"Everything, can we walk, or I just go down" threatened Nahla looking tired. Actually he is not interested in going out, a little depressed and uncomfortable suddenly possessive.

"Well, I can wait a few more hours, I want to hear tomorrow from your own mouth, from your heart" Hanan relented. Return to car.

The man stopped at a resident's house, precisely Mbok Ijah's house located in a settlement not so far from his home complex. Deliberately took Icha that evening was brought home his assistant household because he had to go home if the afternoon.

"Wait a minute" Hanan said. Leaving Nahla remains in the car with a mind of wonder. Where else to go?

Not long ago, seen the man who was waiting to appear while holding his daughter. The little girl was put in the car by her father in the back. Knowing Miss Nahla was already in the car, the face that had been pouting from noon turned cheerful.

"Hallo Miss, Icha kangen," said the girl greeted enthusiastically.

"Hi, I'm sorry that Miss Nahla's bike was damaged, so can't come, Icha want to learn what?"

"I moved behind ya Mas," said Nahla change her place near Icha.

Hanan did not forbid, both of them did look very familiar. It seems like it would be difficult to be separated if the worst possibility of Nahla rejecting his proposal. Not only was he disappointed, but his daughter would definitely be even more disappointed.

"Whose house was Icha?" tanya Nahla warms the mood. The presence of Icha breaks the awkwardness and stiffness between the two adult humans.

"Dititip at Mbok Ijah's house, it is always Miss, if papa has not returned Icha is taken home equally symbok," replied Icha honestly.

Nahla smiled at her honest chatter. His heart is so sensitive, it must not be easy for Icha whose daily life is only with her father and that too if it is night.

After a journey of about twenty-five minutes, arrived at his house. Nahla and Icha go straight to Icha's room. Hanan went into his room. Shower lightning, then perform worship a little late. Hanan had also ordered food for dinner at home together.

The man came out after Isha. Icha and Nahla are still in her room. Hanan, who was about to knock on the door, stopped to hear the bell ringing. Apparently the courier brother who delivered his food order.

While Nahla was still accompanying Icha while having a spoiled chat.

"What did Icha learn in school?" tanya Nahla is getting more familiar. The little girl also did not question about the matter earlier why Miss Nahla did not come, her face was cheerful when she met.

"Much, coloring, and complementing the words," Icha replied honestly. Tell me about his activities at school cheerfully.

"Out yuk, maybe Icha's father has been waiting," Nahla said after a long chat. There are no study sessions, it looks Icha is also tired, although still the spirit of storytelling.

The little girl nodded, coming to the dining room. Hanan himself was preparing it.

After dinner, Hanan packs a table while Nahla pulls Icha to accompany her back to the room. Actually the woman was going home for fear of night.

"Icha, Miss Nahla go home first yes, it's been a night Icha booby, tomorrow God willing to see you again" he said.

Icha pouted, it seemed like she did not want Miss Nahla to come home. Seeing the sour face of Icha always makes Mr. Hanan turn the bow.

"Please accompany me first, later when I'm asleep, then I take you home," he asked gently.

Always do not have the heart to refuse, Nahla also agreed, back into the room Icha who asked for guidance after following dinner. The little girl slowly closed her eyes. Nahla plans to go home immediately because she feels tired and sleepy. It feels lazy to move if the body is tired already met with a pillow. However, he realized where he was.

Nahla exits the little girl's room after making sure Icha is completely asleep. Fix the blanket first, then walk away with a smile. He was tired and had to go home soon.

"Ischa asleep?" asked Hanan who was waiting for him on the sofa in the middle room while busy with his laptop.

"Yes, I say yes, no need to drive, have ordered a taxi, pity Icha left alone."

"It's okay, I just take it, Icha left for a while will not wake up. He usually stays until the morning he wakes up. I'll close my laptop first."

"No need Mas, soon at least the taxi comes, Mas continue if it's busy."

"No, check the data report that has not been reviewed. Sit here first, want some coffee?" bargain the man there is no element of pleasantries.

"No need Mas, just sit down," said Nahla occupying an empty sofa right in front of Hanan sitting.

"Thank you, I can't wait for tomorrow" the man smiled.

Nahla just chimed in with a faint smile. Then look at his vibrating phone.

"Was the witness coming? I'm sorry, always ngrepotin, this again this evening, I should have driven home. Especially when it was so the same father."

"No pa-pa really, pity Icha if alone at home."

"Everything wants to be halal, let's not go home, or tonight just sleep here, let me be the same father and mother."

"Don't, just go home, this is also the taxi ahead," said Nahla is okay.