Nandithas
ASLAN AND HUNTY EBY
Aslan stared at Nandita's passing back leaving her in the garden alone. The man with a sideburn on his face, smiled faintly considering his acting a moment ago.
He reached into a cell phone, to contact someone.
"Done onty's. My job is done." He said as a woman greeted him across the street.
"Thank you son. Then where is he now?"
"He left me alone in the onty garden. Aahh he's such a bitch." But with a twitch at the end of the sentence.
"Is he okay?" The woman across.
"She's too proud to look fragile in someone else's eyes onty, but I'm sure she's having a headache right now, thinking of a way to bring her here." Aslan's laughter made onty Eby shake her head.
"What did you do to make Nandita like that?" Ask the beautiful woman.
"But onty promises don't say anything to Oma and opa yes ...." Aslan reminds his uncle's wife, before he recounts the conversation between himself and Nandita.
"Astagfirullah Aslan ... Why are you talking like that ...!" Jerit onty Eby.
Alsan had to keep the phone away from his ear, because the screams of the woman who had thought of him as her own child were so loud.
"Well I have to look convincing, onty ... Otherwise, Nandita would definitely take my words seriously, "he defended himself.
"Yes, but it's not like that ...." Onty Eby lirih.
"No matter what onty, it didn't happen. Yes, yes, I'll go back."
"Yes, be careful, son. Thanks for helping onty."
"Yes, same onty."
Aslan disconnected the phone. The man went to the place where the car was parked.
Aslan smiled, stepping with both hands he stuffed into his jeans pouch. Passing the path where people usually exercise in the afternoon.
Every now and then his eyes glanced towards the expanse of colorful flowers, which looked like a tapestry that stretched out in the open. Beauty that will not make the eyes tired of looking at him.
In his head danced memories of the first time he knew Nandita. The girl who was two years older than him was indeed quite attractive to Aslan.
The girl's body was not big, but it wasn't too small. He was almost a boat aslan who had a height of 175cm.
The girl's gaze was so shady, even though Aslan could feel the void there. The smile was the same, there was a bitter that Nandita tried to wrap up perfectly.
Nandita who was originally quite closed, only answered as necessary when asked, also always refused when invited out of the house, making Aslan challenged to approach the girl.
He was very prejudiced by Nandita. Assume she's just a hypocritical girl looking for sympathy.
But as time went on, Aslan could feel the sincerity of the girl. His bad thoughts about the hypocritical and false Nandita are slowly perishing. Especially when he accidentally saw the girl practicing martial arts, in the backyard of the house onty Eby and his uncle Murat. Aslan was further fascinated by the girl.
He also ventured to express his love. But, my dear, his hope was in vain. Nandita refuses on the grounds that the girl still wants to be alone.
"Sorry Aslan, I'm still comfortable with my loneliness. There is no intention in my heart to have a special relationship with anyone here." Reject at that time, which made Aslan disappointed.
He then asked his onty Eby to bring the two closer together.
"Are you sure you're serious about Nandita? She's not just any woman you can date, and then you decide when you're bored." Onty Eby.
"I'm sure onty." Strictly speaking.
"Ready to marry her?" Ask the woman again.
Aslan kneaded,
"Choose onty ... I was young ... Marriage is too far for me right now." With a sad face.
"Then, yes, yes. Don't go near him again. You guys have different principles of life, it's gonna be really hard to put together." Onty Eby gave me advice.
But unexpectedly, Oma and opa who heard a glimpse of their chat actually hoped Nandita would really become their daughter-in-law's granddaughter. Every time there was a chance, they would try to bring Aslan closer to the Indonesian girl.
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Onty Eby awaits Nandita's arrival in the living room.
"Good afternoon onty" Nandita said as soon as she entered the house.
"Baby afternoon ... Tumben's late for home." The middle-aged woman pretended not to know.
"So there's still a need outside, onty." That girl's heart.
Nandita passed by, heading for her room on the second floor.
Onty Eby prepares tea and snacks for both of them to enjoy. It just so happened that her husband was out of town, so he could talk more freely with the son of his best friend.
Waiting for approximately thirty minutes, the girl with shoulder-length hair came down wearing casual clothes but still polite.
If in Indonesia Nandita used to wear short-sleeved shirts and knee-length shorts when at home, here she as much as possible uses more closed clothes. Trousers, with long-sleeved tops or under the elbows are her daily wear.
"Sit on," said onty Eby who had been waiting since.
"Have you thought about what onty said this morning?" Ask the two kids.
"Onty, I'm sorry if I let you down, Oma also opa, but I can't accept Aslan." Nandita said calmly.
"Why? What is less than that child? He's well-established, handsome, he's also a hard worker. Doesn't he deserve to be loved?"
"Yes, that's onty. Aslan was too perfect for me to hurt. Who am I to play with his feelings?"
"You mean?"
"As you know, I'm not here for one reason. In addition to seeking work experience, I also want to heal my wounded heart. I don't want to make Aslan my escape onty ...." Nandita stared at the brown bead of onty Eby's eyes.
"Has the wound not healed?"
Nandita.
"I don't know onty. I'm also confused as to how." The girl rubbed her face with both hands.
"Is there anything you want to tell me about onty?" The woman was finally able to find a way to know Nandita's heart even more deeply.
Nandita looked back.
"Onty has told me you're not, don't consider others onty. Whatever problems that run in your heart, tell onty, let's find a solution together." Gentle voice of the woman.
"City ... There are so many things dancing in my head. Everything that happened was against each other, leaving me confused and indecisive."
"Explain one-on-one." Said the woman while pouring Turkish tea on the cup she had prepared. Not to forget, the woman also opened a jar containing a snack in the form of a ring-shaped pastry named Simit, and placed it on a plate.
The food was his favorite since he had just set foot in the country decades ago.
Nandita sipped the tea prepared onty Eby, before she began her story.
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Behind the silence of a wife there are deep regrets.
Zhia Valentia who was tired of her husband's attitude finally chose to be quiet. She no longer cared what her husband did and chose to pursue her career again.
Rayyan Ardinata is a husband who loves freedom. He always spends his time hanging out with his friends. Until finally he was surprised by the attitude of his wife who finally chose to be silent and did not care anymore about what he did.
Rayyan made a big decision. He took his affair to their big runah to see how his wife was.
However, Rayyan was immediately surprised to see the reaction of the wife when she saw him making out in their room.
From that moment Rayyan was determined to win back Zhia's heart.
Will Rayyan melt the heart of the dead wife?