Nandithas
BEING A HEARING THIEF
Their conversation was heard by the person who was also sitting next to them. Because the lights are dim, making each other unable to see people around clearly.
Candra and Satya coincidentally are also enjoying their night at the same place.
At first Satya, who happened to see Gunadh, was about to greet the man. But Candra held him back.
"Not call them. Ntar join again. I'm still looking at that Mira." Ketus Candra's.
Satya could not argue the words of women who currently often experience the mood swing.
"Want to find another place to eat?" He asked carefully, afraid of making Candra angry.
"For what? You think I'm afraid of them?" ketus Candra with unsightly face.
"I don't mean I love ... Did you just say, if you're still upset to see Mira's face, I don't want you to not be able to enjoy the food if your mood is no longer good." The papa candidate must issue the right reason for his wife who is cravings.
If only one sentence, then he must be prepared to hear his wife's roaring cry all night.
Satya and Candra enjoy their dishes earlier than Gunadh and Mira. When
Satya is busy with her food, different things are done by Candra. The woman bribed her nasi very slowly, as if afraid if anyone heard the sound of a spoon clashing in her mouth.
He put his ears on properly. He leaned back slightly, where he and Gunadh faced each other on the back.
Although his mouth claimed to be upset, but his curiosity was also great. I want to hear what the father and son are saying.
Especially when he heard the name Nandita called by Mira, his curiosity became more and more.
"Jank ..." Satya, who had just become aware of his wife's behavior, rebuked the woman.
"Shh ..." Candra codes by sticking an index finger at the end of her lips.
Satya shook her head, forbidding his wife from doing that.
"They're talking about Dita ..." Candra's whisper leaned her body towards the husband.
"Don't kepo yank ... Not good, let alone have our child in your stomach. Let him not learn bad things from his mother, from the time he was in the womb." Satya's Advice.
"It doesn't want me yank ... This is what your son wants. He wants to be a detective for his onty Dita. Who knows if anyone has any intentions, hurt him again, right?" Candra was smoothly defending herself.
Satya can only step down. Since becoming pregnant, his wife's behavior is increasingly bar-bar but sensitive. Candra that used to be fierce, is now getting fierce. Even about sensitivity, it becomes many times than before pregnancy.
"Take the donk eat the rice, he said kangen the same food here." Satya.
Candra nodded. He obeyed the husband's orders, bribing his nasi voraciously. But his body still leaned closer to Gunadh.
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"Pity is also the Mira is yes yank ... His power was very difficult to make Nandita go far ... Sampe nangis lho he fit again talking Dita." Candra talked about the result of being a thief heard, in the fried rice stall earlier.
Satya who was still focused on the road, could only answer with deheman.
"Yank ... You're not horrified?" Rajuk Candra's.
"Yes yank ... Denger ..." Sahut Satya, makes Candra more eager to tell stories.
Upon arriving at their new home, Candra hurriedly went inside the room to clean up. After that, he took the phone that had been in the bag since.
He sent a picture of someone's back to an overseas number.
He knew that the owner of the number he sent the message was unlikely to reply at that moment.
Nandita still works at hours like this. The five-hour time difference from his city with Turkey made communication between the two friends often hampered.
"What's Yank?" Satya who entered later into the room, asked his wife who was giggling staring at the screen of her cellphone.
"Tomorrow the Dita must have been excited, this is who." He said, while showing a photo of someone's back in the dim.
"Who is that?" Satya asked curiously.
"The photo is Gunadh ... I was pretending to take a selfie, but it was a picture of him." Candra giggled amusedly.
"Delete yank ..." Tell Satya with a flat face.
After getting married and then getting pregnant, not only did Candra change, but her husband as well. Satya becomes much more jealous than before they were married.
Candra's smile faded, realizing the mistake she had accidentally made.
"Sorry ..." Her great-granddaughter, then obeyed what the husband said.
They both lay facing each other. Candra grabbed her husband's chest with her pointy fingertips.
"If you think again, pity also the Mira was yank ...." He said with a sad look.
"The child is not full of affection, continues to be used with his own mommy. The one who should have protected him. Now, we have to face the fact that her mommy was involved in a case like that." Unknowingly Candra shed her tears.
Satya grabbed his wife's body, taking her in a fistful.
"Ssshhhh don't be a burden on the mind dear ... Everyone has their own trials. Have a different karmic debt, which they have to pay from their previous lives. We just pray that everyone can go through the trials of their lives ..." Satya raised Candra's face, making sure the wife heard her words.
Then the man kissed the young mother-to-be's forehead fondly.
"Now bobo yes ..." He said as he rubbed gently, the woman's back.
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