The Childish And The Beast
#22 Nanda in the Morning
Design is just wood. But still strong to continue to be hit by water. A plastic bucket that was no more than sixty liters became a formidable container in this man's house.
Water droplets that are held for a moment by simple items. Everything flowed profusely after being spilled directly on his head. It is not hot and not cold. I can see this guy enjoying his morning shower.
He stretched a little after the cloth wrapped around him.
“Huh! Myriad!”
Nanda came straight out of the bathroom once a meter. Did not have time to dry the upper body, has entered into a more permanent house. The tiles let the wet traces from the palm of the man shake his wet hair.
Briefly, he put on that red shirt and came out again. Today's work should be a new experience for him!
“Ramli, eat first yuk,” this woman is often called Ummi.
Only the two of them were in that half-finished type 24 house. And it was enough for both of them to taste a quiet breakfast.
This Ummi adds a portion of the vegetable oseng on his son's plate, “Where does it work?”
This man finished chewing in his mouth, “The boss is sweet~”
“Yahh. That's not what ummi means!” this woman who is always dressed modestly hits her son's shoulder, “You have no pain? Tired? Really good in there?”
“Enak, ummi. I think the cuisine ummi~”
“Haduh, invited seriously?”
Nanda laughed sweetly, “Ummi thought nothing of it. Kan ummi know, the most handsome ummi child can work what aja~”
“Iya, ummi no longer think,” this woman can not smother her mouth, “But do not be forced loh. If you are tired, rest. Stop also no papa.”
Nanda's busy dental appointment****** food, just a reason to be quiet. Without just eating, Nanda chose to be quiet.
He has a reason that, at any time, will not be approved by his ummi.
“Uhuk huk!”
The health of the number one woman for Ananda Ramli is not as fit as before.
Nanda held out her water glass, “Ummi don't have to open the shop today. Later even add cough.”
“Ummi no papa.”
“Ummi. Dengerin Ramli dong.”
“Where will the cuisine be? Kan ummi is already cooking.”
Do not like Ramli made his own mother, “Ummi do not do that. What if Ummi gets in RS again?”
Whatever elude is thrown, all of this is basically because of one thing and will indeed one thing.
Ananda has to find a steady income and dampen his dreams for now. Medicines, medical personnel and all means are needed by the mother. If the funds were not there for one day only, it would be difficult for his body.
“Iya, ummi sales until ten o'clock just deh.”
Nanda learned not to impose his will on others. It's big with it like that. And there's no way he's forcing this ever-exciting ummi.
“Hp ummi don't leave,” this man's shoulder can't be quiet.
But time shows it's time to pull the gas and go.
This guy used to wake up early. It is not unusual to find a street queue that does not stop. Surfing it, arriving at Pancarona also felt there was no one.
Nanda's friend in the form of a butut vehicle was rested in an underground parking lot. It's time to start your morning routine in an amazing studio. He thought he should first prepare a coffee maker on the ground floor.
“Hey you,” the voice of the man passing beside her sounded echoing.
Nanda stopped stepping. He found a handsome man who called him. Wearing an expensive suit that even touched the material would never be for Nanda.
May, Nanda choose to speak politely, “I?”
This foreign man approached Ananda and faced this OB man straight. Confusion took over Nanda's face. He does not know his interlocutor very well. So what made him talk to each other in a place like this?
“Live it,” this guy stops, “You, what's the same Adira?”
Tangled, Nanda really can't catch anything, “What?”
“Ananda Ramli, are you?” this man started talking again, “What relationship are you with Dira?!”
One word that came out in Nanda's mind about this guy, weird. Coming uninvited and unreasonable questions led him to this state. What to answer?
“What's really why? You yourself have something to do with Dira.”
This man's eyes sharpened, as if he did not like every word Nanda chose. That's not the first thing for Nanda. Although he does not really understand what makes people always angry, but Adira also likes to make expressions like that.
This man sharpened his gaze, “You're just an OB. Dira, owner. Your levels are far away. You shouldn't have cockroaches like you forced luck. Ruining the view.”
“Huh?”
Nanda's eyebrows shot up one, signifying that it was that big he didn't care about this man's words. Noticing more clearly, Nanda recalled one thing he had thought was unimportant. The appearance, face and gestures of his chin were always going up.
“You,” Nanda pointed his finger at this man, “You are the one who makes Dira cry when is the day right?!”
This man was silent for a moment, but he laughed strangely, “Hooh, he cried?”
Out again the uncomfortable thoughts of this unknown figure. He could smile with satisfaction when he found out that an amazing woman like Dira was crying because of him. Nanda doesn't want this guy to deal with Dira.
Nanda's left hand clucked at his waist, “Not knowing the same levels so. Why is it that there is no gentle guy at all? Mending you who are far from Dira.”
This man raised his chin higher, “How can Dira hire a fool like you?”
“Indeed you decide Dira's decision?” Nanda doesn't shake, “Listen yes, want you boyfriend, fiancee, whatever it is. I don't give a shit. You better not find any more business with Dira.”
This man disappeared without a trace. He took seriously the chirping of these noisy insects. Dare to talk as if he were at the top of the stairs.
“Ananda!”
The two men who were arguing found another source of voice. Another man who doesn't know when to come. But his voice was firm and his steps knew his position. This guy is not something that can be ignored.
“What are you doing again early in the morning?!” Daffa came, angry at Nanda.
Nanda's shrill mouth did not respond positively to what the secretary of the supreme boss said, “Well, Mr. Daffa early in the morning angry me. I just want to go in, keep working. Lah, this, born⏤Aauw!”
Daffa nudged stubbornly Nanda from the side, “Don't bounce! If you want to work, work now!”
The man, whom Nanda still did not recognize, seemed to have no reaction and chose to pay attention.
“What the hell sir?!” nanda could not stop being angry.
Daffa looked at this man, “Sorry sir. I will scold this child myself. You don't have to be difficult to take care of it.”
Nanda did for a moment think this was an important person, but he did not think that his boss was defending the wrong person.
This guy chuckles, “Absolutely you know what I'm talking to him?”
This assistant bowed small, “I think Ananda just talk not wear think. Whatever was talked about, he must have offended you.”
Not a person that can be underestimated. This guy doesn't want to deal anymore.
“I go.”
Daffa let this man go, “May your day be pleasant,”
The parking lot is still quiet even though the time is getting up close to work hours. And Nanda was increasingly made to dislike the situation.
“Why am I being scolded but he isn't anyway?! Everyone likes to get angry OB ya ka⏤”
“Shut! If I don't stop, you can trouble Adira!”
Nanda was speechless, “Why? Who is he?”
“You don't know? Virendra Abinaya, his successor Abinaya group.”
“Oh? Which sabotage works bu Adira?!”
Daffa frowned, “I don't know where you heard that from, but yes, he can. So don't be so reckless with that guy. Remember that! You will get hit yourself!”
Nanda started to mocking speech, “What? He wants to take out me and my family?”
“Can.”
Nanda silently shook his head, “Where, how?”
“He can be so!” Daffa shouted again, “Makanya bu Adira can never calm down. You are Panca too! Hence be careful!”
Ananda doesn't know what to do. This conflict is beyond his head's capacity. But he really does not want to make it difficult for people, especially the woman who is still special in his heart.
Nanda can finally calm down, “Who is he anyway? Kayak former overprotective aja.”
“Indeed former.”
Silent for a moment, “Huh?!”
Daffa again raised the voice, “Udah, work there!”