The End of Betrayal (The Household is torn apart)
Chapters 117. Ambiguously

The car that Nanta was driving had arrived at the courtyard of the house bu Laras. After stopping, Nanta gets out of the car and is followed by Anjani.

This was not the first time Anjani had come to the mansion before him. But this time, the atmosphere looked different. Anjani comes with Nanta who is none other than the son of Barasati ma'am.

"Why is your face so nervous?" nanta asked with a frowning forehead.

Anjani looked at Nanta. "I'm ashamed of your mother. Do I just go home?" anjani replied saying her heart's unrest.

Nanta chuckles. "Look easy. My mother wasn't a scary person. Come, in!" invite Nanta gently and Anjani can only obey.

Time has shown ten o'clock at night which makes Anjani even more unpleasant because he visited too late.

Chequek.

Nanta opens the door of the house that has not been locked because Nanta has contacted the mother if tonight will go home. Nanta thought his mother had gone to bed and picked up a dream. However, Nanta's guess was wrong. Her mother was standing at the end of the stairs with her lips bent.

"Well remember your home?" ketus tanyanya.

Nanta chuckled then pulled Anjani's arm to follow in his footsteps. After being in front of Bu Laras, Nanta immediately hugged the mother without releasing his hand grip with Anjani.

Anjani feels awkward about her current condition. 'Why does Nanta have to hold my hand anyway? I'll be bad with Miss Laras, Anjani's inner voice screamed.

After the hug came off, Bu Laras's gaze was fixed on Anjani. "We meet again" he said, commenting on a smile and carrying Anjani's body in a hug.

Anjani smiled then returned the hug. Anjani thought, ma'am Laras will be indifferent to her. However, his conjecture was wrong and ma'am Laras welcomed him well.

"How are you, Mom?" anjani asked shortly after the hug was cut off.

Not immediately replied, ma'am Laras actually smiled meaningfully. "Yes. You should call me mother" she replied, staring at Nanta.

"Mother!" nanta's upset. Understand where her mother's talking is going.

Bu Laras just laughed and then his hand moved around to stroke Anjani's shoulder. "Have you guys eaten?" tanyanya attention.

Nanta and Anjani nodded simultaneously. "It has. But I'm still hungry, ma'am" answered Nanta, grinning the horse.

Bu Laras bobbing heads. "Eat you two again. But before that, you better clean yourself up. Take Anjani to the guest room and get your mbak's clothes," Pinta bu Laras who is taken in obedience by Nanta.

After the departure of Baras, Nanta and Anjani rushed to take Anjani upstairs. Take him to one of the guest rooms. "You can sleep here. Please clean up and I'll get Nala's clothes" said Nanta welcome when the door was open.

Anjani stared in admiration at the room before her. Nanta is really a rich kid. Guest rooms can be this wide. What about the owner's room?

"alright. Thanks." Anjani replied with a smile. Nanta nodded then passed from there immediately.

After Nanta left, Anjani put his bag on the nightstand and walked to the bathroom to clean himself. Twenty minutes later, Anjani came out of the bathroom and immediately saw a nightgown on the bed. Maybe, Nanta has been delivering since.

When going to wear the nightgown, in it turns out there are other clothes, namely the inner clothes. Anjani's eyes rounded perfectly and began to think a no-no.

"Did all this prepare Nanta?" muttered Anjani while biting her thumb.

Feeling no answer, Anjani could only exhale as her hand rubbed her face in frustration. Without wasting any more time, Anjani rushed over wearing a full outfit.

"Miss?" call Anjani when she is standing next to the dining table. Nanta is currently in the kitchen to heat up the cooking. Might as well.

"Hm." Nanta answered him with a murmur.

"You ... who prepared the clothes for me?" asked Anjani hesitatingly.

Nanta turned his head with one of his eyebrows raised. "Why is that?" the question is complete with an annoying smile.

Anjani squinted with her pursed lips. "Forget over. No need to talk anymore." After saying that, Anjani walks up to Nanta to help the man prepare food.

The tail of Nanta's eyes caught the movement beside him. When he turned his head, Anjani was washing his hands and wiped them and walked towards him.

"Here, I help you heat up" Anjani said as she stared at the pot with chicken opor.

Nanta just stared at the figure of the girl next to him. Moreover, Anjani bangs so make Nanta's hands itch to clamp it. Nanta clucked as his gaze dropped and fell on Anjani's full lips. The lips looked natural pink.

"Why?" asked Anjani when she found Nanta was looking at her.

Nanta blinked his eyes a few times and looked away so as not to be so nervous. Of course because caught off guard is watching Anjani.

Ahem. Nanta cleared his throat first to wet his suddenly dry throat. "So how?" asked Nanta with eyebrows that went up and down.

The scream on Anjani's forehead appears deep. "How's what?" Ask wonder.

"Anu." Nanta replied with an ambiguous word that left Anjani astonished.

"Anu what the hell? What is clear dong," annoyed Anjani whose hand is now moving to turn off the stove. As he prepared to lift the pot, Nanta's voice again sounded and made his movements stop.

"The inside clothes fit right?" nanta asked half a whisper.

Anjani immediately glared sharply. In his head began to appear the question, so it is true if the one who prepares the 'full clothes' is quoted is Nanta? If true, really Anjani can not think if Nanta is a good man.

"So right? You prepared everything? Then, what did this afternoon mean about what you said, that your cheeks are still single? Obviously you look so experienced," said Anjani complete with his face murkanya.

Nanta grimaced while scratching his non-itchy nape. "That's not what you had in mind. It's true that my cheeks are no longer single. But for the one below is still sealed really," chirped Nanta intends to explain.

Anjani's eyeballs like going out and rolling on the floor. His breathing seemed to go up and down, hinting at how exhausted his patience was at this moment.

"For a long time I could go crazy" Anjani annoyed and moved his hand to lift the pot violently. However, Anjani forgot not to wear a cloth so his hands were overheated when attached directly to the Pans.

"Aw!" Anjani squealed in pain then immediately distanced her hands.

Nanta's face suddenly panicked. His hand reflexively pulled the hand of Anjani who was exposed to heat. His lips immediately pursed to blow the air, hoping that the heat radiating in Anjani's hands subsided.

"Why are you so careless?" get upset with worry.

Anjani froze in place. It's not just the pain that's gone. But his life was like flying. Not to mention the heartbeat that began to act. It makes Anjani no longer tread on earth.

'Oh my God! What really happened to me!' inner Anjani screams.