The Forsaken Heart Flakes
Chapter 78

Hearing Andri's statement, Nadira fell silent. The woman looked surprised before finally choosing to ignore and leave in front of Andri. However, just a few steps Nadira walked, suddenly his hand was blocked by the man.

"Nad, I'm really interested in you, too. But I can't have you because I know you're still somebody's wife" Andri said.

Nadira let go of her hand. "If you know I'm still somebody's wife, you should appreciate me more and don't do anything out of bounds!" he said firmly.

Andri lowered her head and said, "Sorry. I'm sorry if what I did made you uncomfortable."

"Hmmm. Never mind. I just wanted to say that. Don't let any other misunderstandings happen again because you're lingering here," exorcised Nadira subtly.

Andri did not reply to Nadira and only nodded faintly. He did not expect that Nadira would rebuke him directly for his attitude and his words to Nera.

Is Nadira going to start hating me? andri began to walk away from Nadira's house. Sometimes he looks back to see Nadira.

Meanwhile, Nadira seemed to let out a long sigh as Andri had already moved away from her home. Actually Nadira did not intend to reprimand the man as before. It's just that after Andri confessed to him, he thought that he should do it.

"Hopefully Andri understood what I said earlier and she no longer compared Nera to me" he muttered as he walked into the house.

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All the homework Nadira has done. The day has gone by day. Nadira decided to fill his stomach first because since morning he had not eaten any food except warm tea to block his hunger. Nadira saw the rest of his rice suture remaining a plate again. He decided to eat it because he felt that there was no way anyone would buy his merchandise again while it was already noon.

"You wait here first, yeah, kid!" nadira said to her daughter while laying Tiara on the porch of the house.

Just now Nadira was about to take the plate inside, suddenly there was the sound of foreign-sounding mothers in his ears.

"Assalamualaikum, Nadira!" greet the middle-aged woman.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Nadira turned around and could now see who the person who had just greeted him was. "Lho, Santi's mother?" He was shocked when he saw the middle-aged woman he helped yesterday coming to the house.

"Let's go in, Mom." Nadira invites Santi's mother to enter her rented house.

"Thank you, Nadira." Santi's mother followed Nadira's steps while occasionally paying attention to the young woman's residence.

"Please sit down, Mom! I went back to get some drinking water" Nadira said again after she finished putting out a mat for Santi's mother's pedestal sitting there.

"You shouldn't bother, Nadira. I didn't come here to trouble you either. I came here because I wanted to say thank you to Mom as much as possible," said Ibu Santi.

"It's okay, Mom. After all it is my duty to help Mother" Nadira replied with a smile.

Santi's mother smiled faintly. However, slowly the smile seemed to disappear when he only realized that the young woman in front of him was no longer a single woman.

"Yes, Mom. This is my daughter" replied the young woman again.

"Oh my God, funny ...." Santi's mother approaches intending to ask Tiara's permission. "May I carry him?" tanyakanya.

"Oh, yes, please, ma'am."

Santi's mother accepted Tiara and immediately took her to sit down together. He let Nadira go behind himself while he would take care of Tiara first. Shortly thereafter, Nadira returned with a tray containing two glasses of warm drinks and wet cakes this morning he had made.

"Please enjoy, Mom. Sorry, just the potluck," said Nadira while inviting Santi's mother to enjoy the treat.

"Thank you, Nadira. You don't have to do all this."

"It's okay, Mom."

Nadira immediately returned to take over Tiara from the lap of Santi's mother because she did not want the middle-aged woman to feel troubled.

Apparently she was married, the inner mother of Santi when she saw Nadira who started giving milk bottles to Tiara. There was a bit of disappointment in his heart when he found out that Nadira was married.

"Is Mom okay?" nadira asked when she saw Santi's mother who was just silent while looking at her.

"Eh, i–iya ... Mom is okay. Mother is fine," replied Santi's mother with a little stammering.

"Oh. Alright. What about Mom now? Does the wound still hurt?"

"It's okay. Just a little more, until it's completely healed."

"Thank God ...."

"Yes. Oh, yes ... does the merchandise belong to you?" santi asked while pointing at Nadira's merchandise which was still a little more.

"Yes, Mom. That's wares. I can't go to work because there's my daughter I have to pay attention to, while I'm also for income. So, I chose to start a small business here" Nadira replied with a smile and lowered her head.

Santi's mother nodded her head. "Hmmmm, I'm sorry if I'm so presumptuous, but where's your husband, Nadira?"

Hearing sensitive questions from Santi's mother, made nandini lower her head while looking at her daughter. Questions like this are what make him reluctant to get from others. However, he also had no reason to cover up his current status.

"I'm .. I'm just a widow, ma'am."