
Aditya Atmaja, the man with the rank of major still did not expect, that he would see with his own eyes the madness of Evi the lover of his heart some time ago.
Sick but not bleeding, it was felt by Aditya while walking limped towards the residence of his parents Atmaja. Tears of sadness flowed down her face, making her remember her son with Nancy, which Evi said ...
"Is that my son? While I was leaving Nancy, we were just getting married. There's no way that fast she'll conceive, I never did, and there's never been any blood the first night ...! Aaagh ... Women are all the same! Cheap, even very disgusting!" when he arrived in front of his family home.
The atmosphere seemed quiet, there was no one from behind the window, as Adit pressed his face against the glass near the main door.
Adit keeps calling from the outside, "Mom, Adit's home!" his yell.
But there was not a single answer he heard from inside.
"Baagh ... Where'd they? You're the same mother, never home!" snarl.
Adit laid his body on the iron chair on the terrace, staring at the ceiling of the ceiling of the terrace of his parents' residence, which looked newly repaired and looked very neat.
The old house, but still looks neat and clean it also makes awe from an Aditya. Although the house is not as luxurious as the residence of his in-laws, but gives unparalleled comfort.
In that house Adit grew up, became a figure of a man who was cold and stiff, because always in the service stay by Atmaja.
Adit remembered his school days when in Penabur first, he was always nicknamed as a stiff man. Not friendly, even almost the same as Nancy who is more closed off. Their friends are just that, not much.
Aditya can only be friends with Bambang, and Luqman, while Nancy is only close to Jumaida who was used to greeting Ijum at that time ...
"Jr ..."
"Hm ... Money, you love Mas Adit. Or you pay the canteen mom, whatever they eat!" firm Nancy, while hugging the body of her best friend who was still sitting in the chair at that time.
Without waiting for long, Ijum scatters out of the classroom, to do all Nancy's orders, an innocent woman who looks very beautiful yet still childish who admires Aditya Atmaja in silence.
Bambang who saw the presence of Ijum who would give money to Adit, immediately seized the 20 thousand fractions from the hands of Jumaida.
"Hey ... Restore it!" pekik Ijum when he saw Bambang running around the school cafeteria table, because he got a chase from Jumaida.
Bambang who was always curious about the money from whom, trying to tempt the girl, "Tell me, who gave this money? Or not, I won't pay for this!" taunted.
But Luqman who is not so fond of the style of Bambang, he snatched the money 20 thousand from the hands of Bambang, and gave it to Ijum, giving space to the little girl giving her own to Aditya.
"Hey ... It's money from your secret fan!"
Only that sentence was said Ijum in front of Adit, then rushed to leave the school cafeteria, because it felt crowded by upperclassmen who never patiently fought over fried foods or other small meals.
The beauty of school in Penabur, gives the impression for those outstanding students who can enter there.
How not, the international school, became one of the best schools, and must have a smart brain to get in there.
Of course not so for Bambang, he was a respected person and had a lot of money at that time. A wealthy family with no rival to Sugondo's business, who had just started his own factory.
Smart, that's all there is in Aditya, Luqman, Ijum and Nancy, except Bambang.
Aditya who still holds the money given Ijum, just smiled thinly, looking at the fraction of 20 thousand while saying before his best friend ...
"This real money what's fake, huh? Cook every day I get this 20 grand? Do they think I can't get money from my parents?" Adit put the money on Luqman's forehead.
Luqman smiled widely, only able to answer, "We better be alone. That's good, right?"
Aditya leaves the cafeteria, passing by Nancy whom he does not recognize at all. The little girl who was petite in stature, yet her beauty was covered by long hair that was draped with welcome bangs looked like a dora to cover her forehead, only being able to blush in embarrassment as they passed by.
At that time they really did not know each other, even only Nancy who admired Aditya since childhood.
Nancy's admiration for Adit was obvious, as the man was on his 16th birthday. The little girl deliberately collected her allowance to give one gift to Adit, which was delivered directly by Nanang to the Atmaja residence.
A small gift containing white T-shirts, only written 'i'm your's', made Adit not care about how he felt at that time.
Proud, that's all he had on his head, when he received a gift wrapped in a red box, and tied a pink ribbon, without writing the name of the sender.
Very funny, the admiration of a Nancy on Aditya Atmaja in silence, so that now all that becomes real for the favorite daughter Sugondo, to be the wife of an Aditya Atmaja.
The love that Nancy keeps for an Adit, makes her close her heart to other men, including Bambang. The love story of adolescence that he considers will be a memory of the past, it turns out that now he lives with Aditya to organize the future.
Mate, maybe that's the right one for Nancy and Aditya. Although Adit's heart and feelings still reject the figure of Nancy's presence in his heart, but the kindness of the woman can not be separated from Adit's mind.
Need ... The word is most appropriate for an Adit who needs Nancy, because only the woman is able to accept her as she is, without ever wanting to complain.
Instantly Adit flinched, as Mr. RT approached him on the porch of the house ...
"Addit!" greet Mr. RT.
Adit smiled, blinked his eyes slowly, smiled thinly looking at Mr. RT who was still standing in front of him.
"I-i-iya Sir. I'm still waiting for you, like they're leaving" he explained.
Mr. RT, who really appreciates Adit, as Sugondo's son-in-law, immediately said, "Your mother is again in your new home. Here I take! Very nice of you Dit, married to Nancy ... So Sugondo's favorite son-in-law. Your house is big pisan, it feels so good," the story goes.
Instantly Aditya who was still unable to fully accept the reality, he rushed over to Pak RT, patting the middle-aged man's shoulder ...
"Can you please take me sir! I have to solve all my problems with Nancy! Hurry Sir!" his orders, directly sitting on the motor matic Pak RT.
Without waiting for long, Mr. RT followed Aditya's orders even though he seemed confused.
Just 20 minutes, Adit arrived in front of a large, luxurious house, looking confused, because seeing luxury cars lined up, and wreaths over his wife's new house, angering Adit even more uncontrollably, when his eyes saw the sign that read Bethrand Ruselli.
"Tell Evi, it turns out that Nancy was having an affair with this bule, and I'm sure that the boy is not my son ...! You cheap woman ...!" he shouted loudly calling his wife's name.
"Yancy! Nancy!"
Nancy, who heard her husband's voice from outside the house, ran out of the house carrying Abdi in her arms, only to welcome her beloved husband ...
"Mas Adit ..."
Nancy's face smiled happily at the presence of her husband which was the happiest surprise, but not for Aditya, she immediately blew up her anger, without thinking that several pairs of eyes welcomed Adit's arrival there ...
"Tell me, whose child did you bring? He's not my son, because I never did it when I got married! And I never saw blood on the first night!" he said very loudly ...
Nancy fell silent, her face flushed with her husband's questions, only able to answer slowly and approach her husband, "Mas ... You why? This is our son Abdi!"
Adit instead looked at his wife with nanar and defiantly, "You're cheating on Nan-cy! This is not my son! Because we never did!!"