Nandithas
CONTACTING BIKES ASIH

Nandita tries to bury her shame and prestige.

Contacting Candra and Malikha, asking for their opinions on the problems they face.

Even Biyanca who had not too often meddled in his affairs was asking for opinion, so as not to take steps.

"Call Gunadh, and tell him that if he doesn't come in the next week, then your story really ends." Bian's advice when he called this morning.

Not much different from Candra.

"There is no harm in suppressing the ego, throwing away prestige for the happiness that is your dream." Said the young mother.

"If you are not interested in the same Turkish bule, you do not want to have to contact the widower. Who would want to be the same brother other than him in this country?" The annoying answer from the sister also has the same meaning.

He should call Gunadh.

But si*nya, since it has been more than ten times he tried to contact the man, not once the phone is connected.

Where did the man who broke his heart go? Doesn't Gunadh know that their story is now on the edge?

"Where the hell are you? Is it true that I belong to another man?" His great-grandson stared at the phone screen, with a sad face.

The time is not much, three more days he must be engaged to Aslan, if until he lost the challenge he agreed with Oma.

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The phone he was holding vibrated.

💌 : "Don't forget, tomorrow you and Aslan fittings your fiancee's clothes." The message from the old woman he once respected so much, made Nandita drop her body on the floor of the room, next to her medium-sized bed.

"the longer the more mengeselin the granny this one ...!" Nandita screamed while rubbing her face with both hands, feeling very frustrated with the current situation.

He felt trapped, in an unfortunate situation.

Even the first two parents he contacted, also seemed to support the wishes of Oma who turned out to have contacted them first.

"I have to do it now ... Mas Gunaaaaaaadh come donk ... We really need to separate, right?" It's desperate.

The girl again grabbed the phone that she threw on the bed a moment ago.

"I'm rich in save bibik number," he said himself while scrolling the contacts listed on the flat object.

His smile grew, when he found that the number was still active.

"Halooo," the voice of the woman he had not greeted for a long time was heard from across.

"Mmm hello bik, it's me Dita," he said with a little nervousness.

Waiting for a while, the old woman replied with a slightly quivering voice.

Unknowingly Nandita's lips curled, Masin's smile rose amidst the gloom of her heart.

"I'm good bik, now again work in the land of people, so can not play there first. Mmm bibik how are you?"

"Bibik good non, all good. It's just that lately mister is getting busy. This is just that he is no longer home, has been since yesterday he said to go out of town. Don't know where." Bik Asih explained smoothly without being asked. His voice now sounds ordinary. The woman can control her emotions.

"So busy he bik?" Nandita hesitates about Gunadh. Even so, he could breathe a little relieved. Because since then he was confused to string up words like what, to ask the man's questions. But without being asked, the assistant explained.

"That's a bik? How's Mira doing?"

"Non Mira is fine, only occasionally bibik see him daydream. He is, as rich as you are, sir. The problem is always that he is self-serving, not wanting others to know his fragile side." Bik Asih is passionate about her employer.

The middle-aged woman felt that she was already very close to Nandita. As if the girl who is now in the country of origin of the tulips, is the hostess itself. So it is not a problem for him to tell what happened so far in the big house.

Nandita could only smile wryly hearing it.

Not knowing what to respond to.

His relationship with Namira is not okay, although he cannot be denied, his affection for the young girl is so great, just like he loves Malikha, his sister.

But he also has to know himself, who is he in Namira's eyes?

"Which non want there need what's a aunt's phone? Sorry from earlier aunt digelantur, do not want if no longer far." The woman chuckled with her own attitude.

"Eh, there is no bik ... I just want to tell you guys. We haven't talked in a long time ...." Her mouth a little nervous.

"Yes, if that's what I close first, then I'm sorry to disturb the work of the aunt ...."

"Ah kok non, aunt again want ready vegetables just this, want to make non Mira dinner."

"Yes, if so, continue to bik. Healthy aunt, do not like to stay up late. Still love watching mba Andin mas Al n?" Tempta Nandita makes Asih laugh happily.

"Udah is rarely non, not strong bibik. Part of the story mbak Andin same mas Al did not end up, long bosen also watch them." Say that woman again.

Nandita was also widened, hearing the words of Asih.

"Yes, I closed first. Aaa"

"Yes non, take care of yourself and health there yes ...."

"Yes bik,"

The phone connection was turned off, Nandita took a deep breath.

He really feels deadlocked. Don't know what to do now.

Finally he decided to send a message to Gunadh.

Hope the man reads before his engagement.