Nandithas
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Nandita wakes up in the morning lazily. His spirit evaporated somewhere.

He didn't sleep well last night. Many things always loom over every time he closes his eyes, making him awake until midnight.

His relationship with Gunadh is increasingly complicated, his business that began to be known to many people make the activity more dense, so often have to PP from the boarding house to the hometown and back to the boarding house.

What is he chasing? Up to 24 hours as if less every day.

Even to pamper himself in the salon or buy something he just wanted he did not have time.

'fat all kuuu's bodies.' His complaints to himself, when he woke up from the bed, his body seemed to fall out.

Breathe in and then throw it away. Nandita was still sitting pensively, reluctant to start activities.

Retrieved the phone that since yesterday deserted without any notification. He smiled wryly when he saw his phone. There was not a single message from Gunadh that he received.

'everything seems meaningless.' Mumbled again.

What did he expect from the man who had taken his first kiss?

Of course an apology. After all, Nandita is a woman. Although he looked tough, but his heart remained fragile.

If he can resist the physical attacks addressed to him, but he will not be able to kink from the ugly sentences spoken from the lips of his loved ones.

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The phone he just put on vibrated. He who was about to enter the bathroom, smiled happily thinking that the one who sent him a message was Gunadh.

But the smile shrunk, as his hand opened the already lit screen. Apparently Malikha sent him a message.

M: "Sister, will you be able to go home? Orders from the city are numerous. If you use a long courier, then that's quite the cost."

N: "why aren't you the same Dimas who brought it? Did it clear up UAS?"

M: "Can't be brother. I'm going to Grandpa's. Grandpa's sick again."

N: "Why is Grandpa sick?"

M: "Hurt kangen his beautiful grandson."

M: "Well, my brother will take it. That's all the orders from her school sister. Look at grandpa."

Nandita no longer replied to Malikha's message. He went to the bathroom to clean himself up.

He then went to the school where he taught, earlier than usual. His plan after his teaching hours were completed, he would immediately leave for his parents' house.

"Miss's Eve ..."

"Good morning Miss Dita ..."

"Good morning ..."

The friendly greetings from the students who also just arrived at the school, made Nandita's mood a little better.

"Good morning ... Spirit" He said no less kindly than his students.

Their smile and carefree laughter made Nandita forget for a moment the worry that struck her heart.

Although not infrequently the mischievous behavior of some students also makes him dizzy and upset.

Aahh during school, a time where only thinking about pr and group work. Without burden, and confusion. Nandita smiled faintly imagining memories that momentarily flashed in her mind.

Time is turning fast. Nandita's teaching hours are over. He was preparing to return home to his parents, which took more than two hours to travel. He deliberately brought a change of clothes, so there was no need to return to the boarding house.

"I am first ..." He said when he met fellow teachers in the school corridor.

"Tumben's coming home soon Miss?" Ask a friend

"Yes, this is going home. Take the order." Nandita answered with a friendly smile.

"Oohh be careful, Miss. Oya wants to donk her jerky." Say to a friend again.

"Can. How many?"

"Half a kilo Miss."

"OK tomorrow I bring ya. Thank you" Nandita said with a big smile showing her white teeth.

One of Nandita's marketing tricks is to always insert information in every chat. And always try to serve the buyer well even if the order is not much.

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Nandita arrives home when her parents have just finished lunch.

"Lho Ta, tumben came home not to say." Said Santi's mother, as Nandita looked for her in the kitchen. My father has returned to the farm.

"That's your favorite child, the order does not want to be taken to the city. Tell me to take it." He complained to the woman who gave birth to him.

"Who are you going home with?" Ask the mother again, not responding to Nandita's complaint.

"Smucillah Bun. Yeah, well, the time I invited the school residents to come here."

Mother's eyes glared.

"He's doing well." Mother's words do not accept.

"Hehehe sorry Bun. Again pms, the innate sensi." The girl said as she hugged the mother who was washing the dishes.

"Have you eaten?"

Nandita shook her head. Mother Santi took a quick look, before then finishing her little work.

Nandita's still waiting in the kitchen. Paying attention to the activities of the woman who gave birth to him with the body he rested on a concrete table behind him.

"Wait at the dinner table there, prepare food for you."

"Not to be bund. Take it yourself." Said the girl, then headed for the dish rack.

Mother Santi noticed her daughter's face that looked sad.

As the woman who conceived and cared for the child from childhood, she knew that facial expression. Nandita has a lot of thoughts. His smile did not come off.

"Why see me so Bun" asked Nandita

"What's how?"

"I feel watched boss knows bund." He said again, while passing by carrying a plate that had been filled with various foods to the dining table.

He devoured the dishes made by his mother.

Mommy Santi no longer commented. Letting Nandita enjoy the dish in front of her with hidmat. The woman sat quietly with the child.

After all the food was toilet, and Nandita had sat back in her place after washing her hands and dirty dishes, then Santi's mother began to talk.

"Ta, can you ask?" Say carefully

"Ask what Bun?"

"You've been home a few times, without Gunadh accompanying you. Do you guys have a problem?" The mother's gaze introgates.

Nandita was silent, still thinking about whether or not to tell her mother.

"Mmm he's busy bund." Nandita finally said with her head down. Still covering up the problems that are being faced by him and Gunadh.

Mother Santi sighed. Nandita's closed nature is what makes it difficult for her to understand the contents of her child's heart.

Wanting to force, but he realized his son was an adult. I can decide something myself.

"Mother believes, you are more than capable of getting things done well. Whatever the case, solve it without anyone getting hurt."

Nandita looked up, looking at the mother with a feeling of worry.

"Mother knows, there must be a problem between the two of you. But you won't interfere in that. To be sure, you believe in yourself. And hope you don't disappoint mom." His words made Nandita feel guilty for not being open to the person who had given birth to her.

"I'm still learning to be a grown-up. And it turns out it's hard."

The mother smiled at her daughter's complaint.

"Enjoy every process. Origin is not about pride and honor, and while you can still try to improve. You are two adults who have their own character. From different backgrounds and ways of life. Of course there will be many incompatibilities, especially Gunadh has been married and failed. It certainly had an effect on his mindset as well."

Nandita just nodded her head faintly. In his heart he agreed with what the mother said. But to understand and understand in practice is very difficult.

"How long have you not greeted each other?" Shoot mom directly

Sontak made Nandita surprised. Where did this woman in front of him know?

Seeing the child's expression, Mother Santi laughed.

"Your face is tangled rich in non-ironed rayon fabric. Your eyes are so sad."

"Not Bun. We're fine, just a little bit of a difference of opinion." Nandita still covered up the problem

Tired of fishing, mother Santi finally gave up. His son is very difficult to cut his heart.

As a mother, although she valued the princess's personal affairs, there was still a sense of worry in her heart. Fear of injury, fear of children feeling alone, fear of their children doing unwanted things. That's why he impressed kepo on the affairs of his children.

"Sir ..." Malikha's greeting made the two women who were daydreaming simultaneously turned their heads.

"From the wait at Dimas' house, even dumbly here rich people are heartbroken."

"Why are you waiting for my sister there?"

"It will be ready to order ..." Malikha replied with a high tone of voice.

"You can't have that deck of your voice." Upset Nandita.

"Sister nanyanya weird. Why would I be there if it wasn't for the jerky, the order, and the countrymen?"

"Yes, how do you know. That's your business." Nandita is no less grouchy with her sister.

"Eeh the feeling of your little mother love you guys eating rice pollen. Why are you guys doing this?"

Mother Santi was caught off guard by her son's endless debate.

"We are adults, you are a teacher. You are a role model for your students. What does this deserve to be a role model? You too!" This time the mother's gaze sharpened towards Malikha.

"Learn to respect older brothers. Speak properly. Know where to argue. Don't let the mother's father be considered unable to educate children." Keto.

"Sorry Bun." The words of the two brothers were compact. Choosing to keep your head down so as not to see the face of the mother who is already angry.

"Already, mother wants to finish the laundry in the back. Dita, you rest first and then go again." The mother's word was taken by Nandita.