Nandithas
STATUS WA HEART SIGNAL

When Nandita, Gunadh, Candra, and Satya enjoy their togetherness happily in a land famous for its Eiffel tower and Seine river, the, in their home country both Nandita parents are experiencing unpleasant things.

"Well, Bun, shouldn't we tell Dita about this? I can't see everything getting screwed up like this. Even to the effect of the effort." Malikha started the conversation when they finished dinner.

"Don't deck, let your sister enjoy her vacation. This was her dream from a long time ago. I can still handle this problem. Now we focus on the healing of grandfather first yes." Darma's father gently looked at his youngest daughter.

"But this is about our kitchen how is it? The rumors spread by word of mouth. Thank goodness not everyone knows that the owner of this business, Mr. Dita. If they know, I know for myself how the people are here." Malikha murmured with an annoyed face.

"Street as usual on deck. Just call your sister, talk about resellers. Don't talk about anything else." Said Darma's father after thinking for a while.

"Yes, Ikha went to the room first." Malika got up from her chair then sauntered towards the room.

After the departure of Malikha, Santi's mother who had been silent since then finally revealed her anxiety.

"Why can it be gini? Our son's feelings never hurt anyone else, but how come anyone wants to destroy him?" Complaints mother Santi.

"Prophement Bun ... It's a maturing process for Dita. The risk of him having a relationship with a person who is quite influential, and with the status of a widower anyway."

"But you believe me, don't you think Dita is what they're accusing her of?"

"Yes is Bun! Do you believe what they say? Never be influenced by their words. Those of us who know our children are much deeper than others. Dita wouldn't have possibly smeared us with embarrassing things." Darma's father, who is known for his calm personality, now shows emotion.

"Yes you know Well ... Mommy just wants to make sure that you believe in Dita." Answer mother Santi.

"Don't until he feels, we don't believe him. Let us not ask something as if we doubt it. The boy was very sensitive. Although he is clever to cover with calmness and cheer." Darma's father looked straight ahead, his mind drifting away imagining the princess still enjoying a holiday in the country of people, without knowing the problems that were waiting in plain sight.

Mother Santi nodded her head several times, agreeing with what her husband said.

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Malikha sent a message to her sister.

M : "Reg ... I opened a reseller to expand our business. You see, many are asking for special prices because they want to be sold again."

Malikha's message to the point.

Given that it was still early morning, Malikha was sure Nandita would not read her message. Due to the considerable time difference, it meant that it was still night.

After sending a message, the sweet girl prepared to go to the hospital, accompanying her grandfather who had been in care since yesterday.

"Bun Ikha to the hospital huh. Which father?"

"Dad to the farm, come home soon. There's something I need to check with Dad."

Malikha looked at the clock on her phone. I can wait for you, he thought.

"We wait in front." The girl's words then passed from before the mother.

Mommy Santi continued her work cleaning the living room.

Not long after, Darma's father came. Because he had been preparing since, he came home only to pick up the princess.

"Bune ... I'm leaving ..." Shouts from the porch.

"Yes Well ... Be careful" said the wife from the inside.

Finally they went to the hospital with Malikha in the company of her father.

Yet they only dared to stare without saying a word. Still traumatized by Darma's father's anger yesterday, when the two women came to his brother's house and said dirty things about his nephew.

Only Malikha who smiled faintly polite mark on the two step-aunts.

As soon as he entered the treatment room, Darma's father stared sadly at the old man who had been getting sickly.

"Sir, how's he doing?" Ask Darma's father.

"Where's Dita? When's he coming home?" Not answering, Grandpa Cakra asked the child.

"At the other end in two or three days he arrived sir. Travel from Paris to here more than one day." Obviously the child.

"Mother doesn't think why Dita did it. Why is he so brave?" The old man said regretfully.

The corner of his heart was disappointed, because Nandita was one of his grandchildren.

"Rpa ... Don't think about the non-no. Don't be so trusting before hearing from both sides. Now focus on your health first yes ..." Persuade Darma's father patiently.

Although he believed in the princess, he could not force others to do the same. So did his father.

Darma's father hoped that Nandita would not tarnish his trust and let him down.

On the other hand, Aunt Sari and Aunt Dewi were satisfied to see the commotion that occurred. He felt victorious, because he was able to show the reproach of the nephew to their father. Without knowing the truth, the two women continue to heat up the father in order to hate and punish Nandita.

Who can be blamed for this? If only they knew, the source of the problem was precisely the person they loved, would the person appear to be later?

Even if Nandita is guilty, as the closest people they should be advisers not blasphemers.

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Nandita just opened her eyes. His feelings from yesterday were not good. Immediately he looked for the flat object he had placed on his bedside table.

There was only one message from my sister. Soon he returned the message.

"Yes deck ... You just set how good. Learn from now, who knows you will have a business, so you can manage 😁😁😁" wrote Nandita filled with jokes and prayers from her brother against his sister.

After replying to a message from her sister, Nandita plays her phone. On the whim he opened the story' wa, a thing he rarely did all this time.

Nam-Namira : *sorry Lord😞😞😞*, *I've done the right💪💪*, and lastly the young girl posted a photo with the mommy with caption *forever only mommy💪😘*

Nandita smiled wryly read the story's last caption. As if affirming the young girl's decision of her choice.

There is another from Candra, who posted many photos of their holidays. There are photos with him but more photos of him with Satya

Tasya cousin: *goodbye to heaven for a moment***,* the writing was sent yesterday. There is another video from tiktok that he posted about an actor with the caption *new to know, alim it masks the trend of today.*

Nandita did not bother with the story. And it was the posts from the younger brother that surprised him the most.

Malikha cengeng :*quickly healed grandpa* and some photos of herself with the grandfather who was lying in the hospital. There are three photos that her sister has posted. And lastly a quote Malikha wrote a while ago.*to be strong, trees not only need fertilizer and fertile land. But also rain, which often makes the tree fall.*

Reading that Nandita smiled faintly. Then write a comment for that post

"Who survives the rain and the strong wind, he will stand tall and mighty."