
The day began at noon when Nadira returned to her rented house. There he did not find Tiara and Nurul's mother waiting for him.
It seems Tiara was brought by Nurul's mother to go to her house, muttered Nadira while putting her groceries.
I came home too late, so I didn't have time to cook. Looks like it's a sales holiday again. Nadira muttered again.
The young woman immediately stored her groceries and returned outside the house to give a deposit belonging to Mother Nurul as well as pick up her daughter home.
After traveling for how many minutes, Nadira finally arrived in front of the house of Ibu Nurul. Apparently there was Andri who was holding his daughter. Nadira was a little awkward when she saw Ibu Nurul's first son. Actually he was reluctant to meet her, especially after hearing the statement of Ibu Nurul the other day. However, Nadira still tried to behave normally because it was impossible for him to suddenly leave there.
"Eh, Nad .. have you come?" greeting Andri when he saw Nadira who was standing in front of the open gate of his house. He immediately laid Tiara on the floor covered in a baby mattress.
"I–iya, Ndri. Sorry for making you bother to look after Tiara" Nadira said as she stepped closer to her daughter.
"It's okay. Oh yeah, is that my mom's thing?" asked Andri again when he saw some bags of crackle that Nadira brought.
"Yes. It belongs to Nurul's mother."
"Let me give that to Mom." Andri took over the bag of crackle that Nadira brought and immediately went into the house to give it to the mother.
Meanwhile, Nadira immediately carried Tiara. She felt guilty for letting her daughter wait so long.
"I'm sorry Mama made you wait so long, son," Nadira told her daughter.
"You've had a shower, haven't you? Did Oma Nurul bathe you?" nadira asked again as she smelled the scent of telon oil from her daughter's body. Indeed, for a moment Nadira felt overwhelmed because what Ibu Nurul did to her daughter, much different from what Mother Susan used to do.
It turns out to be true said people, even though my daughter did not get the affection of her Grandmother, she was still able to get the affection of a Grandmother from someone else, the inner young woman.
While Nadira was holding Tiara, Nurul's mother came out of her house alone. It seemed that the middle-aged woman was doing homework because it was visible from her long-sleeved shirt that looked rolled up.
"You have come, Nadira," said Nurul as she approached the young mother.
"Yes, Mom. Sorry I made Mom wait so long. There was a little unpleasant incident, but I don't have to worry because everything is fine" said Nadira who felt guilty.
"really? What's going on?" Nurul's mother sat next to Tiara's mattress. He prefers to accompany Nadira first rather than clean up his homework.
"really? But you didn't get hurt, did you?" ask Nurul's worried mother.
"No, Ma. I'm fine."
"Thank God you're not hurt."
"Yes, Mom."
After a while of talking, Nadira also chose a farewell from the house of Ibu Nurul because he also did not want to linger there. It's not uncomfortable for Nadira to be there, but because Nadira knows that Andri is secretly watching her from inside the house. Yes, Nadira realized that the young man was watching her because his instincts felt that someone was watching him.
"Mom, it looks like I have to go home soon" Nadira said, confirming his daughter's sling.
"Lho, what's the rush, Nad? You better have breakfast here!" take Ibu Nurul.
Nadira smiled faintly while shaking her head. "Thank you for the invitation, ma'am. But, it's not necessary. It just so happens that I have also bought food for breakfast from the market," Nadira refused carefully because she did not want to make Ibu Nurul offended.
"Oh, so .... Well, I won't force you. But, next time you don't refuse Mom's invitation, yeah!" mother Nurul's message before Nadira moves on.
"God willing, Mom. Maybe next time." Nadira left there after saying goodbye to Ibu Nurul.
After Nadira's departure, Nurul's mother went into her house and found her son sitting on a chair with eyes out the window. Nurul's mother followed Andri's eyes and she could immediately tell what her son was looking at.
"Ndri, don't think about it! Remember your father's message!" exclaimed Ibu Nurul while patting her son's shoulder.
Andri was gasped for surprise to get a pat from the mother. In fact, it seemed that the young man had not heard his mother's words earlier.
"Yes? Did Mom say anything?" tanyakanya.
Nurul's mother shook her head slowly. "Forget over. Let's have breakfast first!" bring him.
Andri nodded and followed the very steps of the mother, while occasionally looking back, right at the gate that Nadira had just passed.
Wrong, this is wrong! What I feel is wrong. But why can't I stop him?