The Forsaken Heart Flakes

The Forsaken Heart Flakes
Chapter 83


A small debate between Nadira, Nera, Kamila Mother had occurred for a while because Kamila Mother still did not allow Nadira to spend the night in a rented house. Even after Mr. Gahar intervened, the middle-aged woman remained steadfast with her wishes. He really did not care about the little Tiara.


"Sir, sorry in advance .. not that I do not want to appreciate the good intentions of the Father, but it seems that my existence here has been completely undesirable. So, please don't stop me from getting out of here anymore" Nadira said after she felt that Mr. Gahar's attempt to convince Ms. Kamila was unsuccessful. He couldn't stand to get out of there.


"But, Nad ... What about Tiara? Don't you feel sorry for taking your baby out of the house at night? Not to mention you also don't know where to live." Pak Gahar's face looked worried as Nadira decided to leave immediately.


"Father need not worry, Tiara is my daughter and I can take care of her. I also do not want to make your relationship more distant because of my presence here," Nadira said again.


"It's good that you know yourself." Nera suddenly interrupts the conversation between Nadira and Pak Gahar.


"Nera, watch how you speak! If you really want to be Andri's wife, please change that bad attitude. I don't want to have an unethical daughter-in-law!" sergeant Pak Gahar who immediately made a silent red.


Hearing Mr. Gahar's high tone made the red guts shrink and he chose to hide behind his mother's back. Just this time he saw the middle-aged man speaking in a high tone.


Damn it, why did Mr Gahar even defend Nadira? it's in the heart.


"Sir, please don't block me anymore. I choose but right now" said Nadira who of course made Nera and Kamila's mother smile satisfied.


"Are you sure?" ask Mr. Gahar with a heavy heart.


"Yes, Sir. Greetings to Nurul. I'm sorry I didn't see her first" Nadira said to Nurul's mother.


Mr. Gahar just nodded faintly. He knew that his wife would not have the heart to see Nadira leave, so Pak Gahar asked Ibu Nurul to stay home and he would take care of everything. Although his attempt to convince Kamila's mother failed, but at least he did not make Nadira feel that he was really expelled from the village.


"Well, if you're going to leave now. I hope you will quickly get a place to stay" said Mr. Gahar while wiping Tiara who was in Nadira's arms.


"Yes, sir."


Nadira also said goodbye to Mr. Gahar and immediately boarded the car that had brought his belongings earlier. Although tonight he did not know where to stay, but at least he had gone from a place that made him feel uncomfortable again.


Hufp, I hope this is the last time I feel driven from a place that makes me comfortable, Nadira's mind while staring at the car window that began to drive away from Mr. Gahar, Kamila's mother, and Nera was still standing there.


***


"Mom, if you may know ..where are we going?" ask the driver who has since noticed Nadira silent while staring out of the car.


"Please take me to the inn first, sir. I don't know where to stay yet, so .. for tonight it looks like I have to find a place to rest first" Nadira replied after a moment of thought. Going suddenly like this left him with no preparations whatsoever.


"So .. We don't have a purpose yet, Mom?" the driver asked in surprise.


"Yes, Sir. Sorry ...."


"Ti–it's okay, Mom."


"Mom, actually I'm confused because the lodging here is on average expensive and I see Mother ...." The driver did not continue his words as he judged Nadira's performance would not be able to afford the hotel room rent. So, he stopped his car in front of a simple rented building.


Nadira, who understood the driver's intentions, was silent. However, it did not make him hurt because in fact he was not holding more money, even if there was only enough for the rent of one month of my room.


"It's okay, sir. But ... By the way where are we now?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.


"O–oh. This ... we're in front of a boarding building, ma'am. I guess, I can rent a single room here for a place to stay," the driver replied as he pointed at the building beside him.


"Oh, boarding room, yes ...." Nadira slightly eased his decision to stay there. He had intended to rent a house back to be used as a place to live, but after thinking for a while, he nodded and asked the driver to bring down his belongings. Yes, he will stay in the boarding room again like when in Bandung.


***


The next day Nadira chose to take a walk in the new place. Nadira was quite impressed because his boarding neighbors were kind and accepted the presence of him and Tiara there. Likewise with the friendly owner makes Nadira immediately feel at home there.


"Sir Nad, where are you going this early in the morning?" ask one of Nadira's neighbors who he met last night.


"You go for a morning walk first, Ma'am Nur. All of you memorize the area here," replied Nadira with a friendly smile.


The woman, who was called Mbak Nur, smiled and nodded back at Nadira, before she returned to her room. Nadira's boarding room is located downstairs, so she doesn't have to go up and down the stairs anymore.


Hmmm, the place is quite comfortable as well, inner Nadira. I was lucky to be reunited with a good enough taxi driver.


Nadira continued walking while looking around. Right around a corner, there was a porridge cart that made Nadira stop his steps and take Tiara there. He chose to fill his stomach first.


"We'll have breakfast porridge first here, yeah, son!" he said to Tiara.


The baby only replied to Nadira with adorable babbles because she also did not understand what her mother said.


"Sir, please make a bowl of porridge," Nadira pinta told the porridge seller.


"Oh, yes, Ma'am. I will make, please sit down first," said the porridgeman who was immediately embraced by Nadira.


The mother of one child also sat on the bench that had been provided there.


"Do you want to be wrapped or eaten here?"


"Wrap it, sir!"


After hearing Nadira's answer, the porridgeman immediately made an order from his customers. Meanwhile Nadira focused on Tiara who he was carrying. Suddenly someone approached him.


"Nadira?"