Nandithas
MALIKHA BAR-BAR AS WELL

Father Darma and Mother Santi stared fixedly at the princess's face. Want to look into the heart and mind of the child who is now an adult.

Seeing the sharp gazes of her parents, Nandita finally decided to tell her everything.

"We have not taught anymore in Insan Mandiri. Earlier the school sent an e-mail to Dita, apparently the gossip had blown and many parents objected that Dita was still one of the teachers there." Nandita said with her head bowed.

Really, his heart is hurting deeply now. But what can he do? To whom should he be angry? Is safira? Gunadh huh? Or on himself?

Both of his parents came to hug the girl tightly. Trying to channel her powers and convince Nandita that she is not alone.

"You haven't told me the same father. What the hell is going on? Tell me from the beginning, let us understand what we should be like." Said Darma's father.

"Yes, it can't be like this right now if from the beginning there wasn't something you were trying to ignore." Ask Santi again.

Nandita is still flinching. It was hard to tell what he had been dealing with about his relationship with Gunadh.

"You've had enough of yourself, every problem you face. We're your parents, tell me everything. There's no harm in you sharing." Mother Santi.

Nandita looked at her parents. She was embarrassed, but she did not want to disappoint her parents again.

Dita decided to tell her all to her parents, without exception. Including the matter of Safira who sent a photo of his intimacy with Gunadh, as well as a photo of Nandita and Satya taken by someone. Creating misunderstandings between the two. Also about Namira coming to school, and Nandita's desire to part with Gunadh first. All he told me.

"Is Dita wrong Bun? Give me another chance for Gunadh, and live this relationship once again?" He ends the story.

"That means his ex-wife mas Gunadh aja who must be in the grave ... " Say Malikha who sits beside her mother.

"You think the shanty house was evicted?" Mother Santi.

"He's the slum. No flash floods for people. Let all be wiped out of civilization."

"Uush can't say that." Mother Santi reminded.

"Si Mira too, has a mother like chameleons still behind her side." Malikha's murmur is angered by her sister's story.

"Sister too, why not say the same mas Gunadh if the Mira ever came sister to school? Let him know how his rich son behaves." Malikha said emotion.

Apparently Malikha can bar-bar too.

"And you do not know will be rich gini dek ... I thought Gunadh's mas would settle the picture and keep telling Mira slowly." Nandita defended herself.

"Nor would not, because of the problem, the relationship between Gunadh and Mira so tenuous. He's definitely not gonna like his brother."

Malikha sneers.

"It turns out Agnes said, love has no logic. Sebucin it's the same brother mas Gunadh, until he was afraid his son was not blessed. Do you continue to be treated this way? If I were a big brother, I would crash him. The story is all, caring about the devil the same mind Mira want to be angry or not. She's the same sister, why do you think of her?" Malikha is still in flames.

"Daddy, you have an alter ego, right?" Tanya broke the mood.

Malikha and Nandita looked at each other.

"Usually you are cheerful, innocent, spoiled, lha now even fierce continue to dare to blame your sister that is."

"Yes, Ikha has never been in trouble as serious as this Bun ... So yes, Ikha is ordinary. If it's fished, Ikha will get out of her emotions."

Their chatter was everywhere, making Nandita's sadness reduced. He no longer focused on the problem at hand

"Udah ... It's all been happening. You want to blame your brother, and it doesn't have any effect on reality right now." Darma's father interceded.

They refocused on the issues that are now being discussed.

"You don't want to solve your problems first Ta? Only then do you think about where to go." Proposed again.

Nandita shook her head. There was nothing else he wanted to prove.

"As long as you believe in Dita, that's enough. Whatever people say, Dita doesn't care. Maybe this is His way so that Dita can achieve the dreams that have been hidden."

"Where would you like to apply for a job? Shouldn't it be here?"

"Not sure yet, well, this is looking for something first."

"Yes, that's it. Think carefully about your plan. Your father will always support whatever your decision."

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Days passed, it had been more than one Sunday Nandita at her parents' house. Saturated? For sure. But he can what? Thankful he has our Kitchen, so his free time can be a little useful.

Nandita only shrugged her shoulders at a glance, without intending to answer the sister's question.

"Why are you intending to go abroad? Ikha is sure, not just because my sister was fired, right?"

Nandita's eyes stared intently at her sister.

"Yes, not fired. Then what's donk? Terminated? It's the same." Malikha who is getting older, the more daring to mock her brother.

"To be abroad is a dream big brother of the little Dek. Every time you watch television, see people snowing, walking to the beach or historical monuments, enjoying the famous tours of a certain country, the rich fun is like that. In the past, the dream was made the motivation to learn and practice silat in order to have achievements. I always hope that one day, I will enjoy the cold snow, enjoy what I see on tv. So maybe this is the way."

"But just yesterday, my brother went to Paris. Does she have money to go again?"

"That's what you think too. Honestly, the departure of my sister to Paris at this time, not many sisters spent the cost. You see right there, all arranged the same Louis's men. Keep plane tickets also pay brother who just leave. On the contrary, Gunadh mas who takes care of."

"Ooh ..." Malikha nodded her head.

"But I think brother, you better think again about what you really want. In the future, there are no regrets." Say the girl again.

"Ofluj ... Very mature you are now Deck ... I was talking to Marry Riana's sister." Nandita Goda

"Yee was told that. That is ... Ikha males same sister." Malikha. Flicking his legs left the older brother who was still laughing amusedly at his attitude.

Nandita is left alone after being abandoned by Malikha.

There is a void of heart that he tries to cover from people around. It's not that easy he can forget Gunadh. But his ego was also too high to come looking for the man and explain everything clearly.

He was also troubled by the gaze of others towards him. Although he told his father that he did not care, it was only so that his parents did not worry about him.

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The phone in his pants pocket is shaking. The call from Candra surprised his daydream.

"Hello Ndra ..."

"Ta, where are you?" Ask Candra from across.

"I'm home, what's the matter Ndra?"

"I'm the same Satya in your house, but you don't exist. Which house are you in?"

"Ah? Oooh I'm in the Kitchen We're packing orders. What are you doing tumben here?" Didn't expect his best friend to come without some news.

"We talked on the phone?" Syndicated Candra.

"Yes, this is the way home. Why so much sensi?"

"Later to say it. L waited. Eh all bring the same jerky sequence of one kilo each.

"Yank what do you want?" It sounded like Candra was asking the person beside her.

"I'm the same, add in another half a kilo, Dinda likes the problem."

"Tuh Ta, have you heard? Satya also wants her order to be as rich as mine. But got him plus half a year ya."

"What hot carbon is ori?" Ask Nandita.

"Ori to me." Satya's voice sounded a little far away.

"OK." Nandita hung up the phone, and prepared a sudden order for her friends.

"Deck ... Brother went home first yes, there is Candra same Satya at home." Pamit Nandita to her sister.

"Follow brother ..." Malikha who was peeling garlic moved from her seat.

"Our mother went home first. Later if Dimas has come, say I'm back." Malikha.

"Yes mbak. Careful." Said the employee who was still busy with the mountain garlic.