Passion Love Noni Dutch
Section 4
...THE PASSION OF LOVE NONI NETHERLANDS...
...Author by: David Khanz...
...Section 4...
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“I'm sorry, Miss. S-me ...”
“Already. Forgetit. Now, just take me home. I am afraid Papa is looking for if I do not return for a long time,” Roosje said while trying to step, but suddenly fell back into a daze. Fortunately, Hanan spontaneously held him back.
“Sorry, Miss. I don't mean ...” Hanan released his check on Roosje's waist. They were so close and close. Even almost the tip of the young man's nose touched the green-eyed woman's chest.
“Please just hold my hand. Help me walk all the way there,” Roosje said with red cheek skin. Answer Hanan, “Good, Miss. Careful ...”
Mang Dirman who saw the incident was stunned. Bias does not like the closeness of his young master with the peranakan colonial girl, immediately running. I don't know what the old man was thinking.
Hanan helped Roosje climb the road. Staggered closer to sado and quickly climbed it.
“Be careful, Miss,” said Hanan reminded so that the foot of Roosje level one by one went up to sado. Reveal a little skirt that covers up to the extent of her white and smooth calves. The young doctor quickly looked away and spoke inwardly, ‘Astaghfirullah ..’
Forced, now replace Mang Dirman who will control the horse rate. While Hanan sat on the back, keeping in case something unwanted happened to Roosje. Then the three immediately left the place with their mouths locked tightly, without any follow-up talks.
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The girl looks agitated. Repeatedly looked out the window with a heavy sigh. Rise up from his seat, walk up to the front door of the house, then cluck annoyed as soon as he found the same thing as before.
“Hanan has not arrived yet, Neng?” asked an old woman who was suddenly standing right behind the girl.
“Eh, Mother ..” He turned spontaneous and turned his body. “Numbered, Mom. It should have come,” he continued saying with a blushed face.
Bunga, as the name of the young woman who is Hanan's lover, is waiting for the arrival of the young man in the house of his future father-in-law. Sumiarsihs.
“There may be obstacles on the way, Neng. But ...” The old woman swept a glance towards the yard of the house, looking for the figure that was missed while stroking the chest. “Ah, stop. Don't think of anything. I'm sure, Hanan is fine.”
“Hopefully, yes, Mom,” timpal Flowers accompanied by a nod. The girl's eyes still seem to harbor feelings of anxiety, despite trying to stay calm. “What Flowers follow Mang Dirman only to the station, Bu?”
“Do not, Neng,” prevent Sumiarsih, “again what for? Had Hanan not come home today, Dirman has been back since then, ‘kan?”
“But Bu ...”
“Already, Neng.” Sumiarsih tried to calm down. The old woman continued saying, “You helped me prepare food for Hanan?”
Smiling flowers. “Of course, Mom,” answered enthusiastically. Sumiarsih took the girl's hand, then said, “Mari, follow Mom to the back.”
The two walked towards the kitchen. There are already several female figures are busy visiting near the fireplace.
“Neng Flowers want to know Hanan's favorite food. Ceu Odah can help, ‘kan?” asked Sumiarsih while patting the arm of her son-in-law. Even Odah's smile burst out with round eyes, then replied, “Oh, of course you can, Nurse. Here ... Neng Bunga, Odah help you know.”
“You guys learned to cook too, huh, Ceu?” pinta Spoiled Flowers.
“Ah, Neng Flower this could be,” reply Odah blushed. “Jut Odah who should have learned a lot from Neng Bunga. Especially in this village, Eneng's mother was famous for being good at cooking, you know.”
“Hehe .. mediocre, Ceu,” timpal Flowers back while glancing at Sumiarsih.
“Nah, Neng Flowers ... I stayed first, yeah. Later when Hanan comes, Mother is in the room,” say goodbye to the old woman with a friendly smile.
“Good, Mom,” Reply Flowers.
After the death of Sumiarsih, Odah immediately approached the girl. “Neng, Odah listen ... This year Den Hanan wants to propose to Eneng Bunga, yes? Really it?” Two other women in the kitchen approached.
“Ah, where are you from, Ceu?” The face of the flower suddenly blushed.
Odah's friends giggled. Further the woman was half teasing, “Wah, one village already many know, Neng.” The others chimed in, “Duh, who soon wanted to be the wife of the Young Juragan. Beautiful handsome, doctor pula.”
“Aaahh ... Euceu-Euceu this .. kok, even busy joking?” Suddenly the Flower felt the air in the kitchen room getting heated up. “Didn't you want to help teach me how to cook? Hayooo!”
Odah and his friends laughed. “Ya, it's okay ‘kan, Neng?” ask Odah after the laughter stops. “Again, Eneng will be part of the female Juragan family as well. Our employer. There is no harm in ‘kan a little comforting yourself, so that more familiar. Hihihi.”
“Iya, Neng Flowers. I was even very happy, Eneng can match with the young Juragan. Befit. One is beautiful, the other is beautiful. Duh ...” Stop for a moment while imagining, “for sure later his son will not be much different from both parents.”
“It is .. must be similar to Neng Bunga and Young Juragan. Time like you, Ijah,” said Odah greeted laughter all.
The flowers are getting blushed. The hue on the girl's face was growing. Saying shyly, “Just pray, Euceu. Hopefully everything can go smoothly, without any obstacles.”
“Aamiin ...” answer them in unison.
A moment of silence, until Odah asked again, “Kabarnya, the education period of the young master has finished, yes, Neng?”
Answer Flowers while concocting kitchen spices in front of him, “Iya, Ceu, thank you. Aa Hanan decided to settle here, our village. Dedicate yourself to the community.”
“Not moved to Jakarta?” search Odah while glancing at his two friends. Flower smiled, then replied, “No, Ceu. Aa Hanan wanted to stay in the village alone, he said. At the same time keeping and caring for the Mother of the Female Scouts and taking care of the plantation.”
Ijah chimed, “Padahat it is better to stay in the city, yes?” He looked up at the kitchen ceiling and imagined something. “The news in the city of supporting facilities is more complete. Not much public transport is available. Unlike in our village, everything relies on sado and horse.”
“Terus .. If the young Juragan lives in the city, who is the female scout with? Time left alone?” Odah frowned.
“There are we-we and other workers, ‘kan?” answer me briefly.
“Bedah, Ijah. Close to us, compared to family. Moreover, the young Juragan was the only daughter of the Juragan. Which mother, anyway, wants to be away from her child? You are this ...” said Odah with round lips. Their other friend patted Ijah's arm while saying, “Your base, Ijah. Talk, really, don't think about it, anyway?”
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