The Nick's Life
Kang Tombal's
“I wait for you now.”
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The call was decided unilaterally by the woman. He also stepped into the elevator. He was quite curious about the woman who called him earlier. Her index finger is pinching the G button. The elevator moved down.
Diah's high heels were heard knocking on the hospital floor as the woman walked towards the canteen located in the southern part of the hospital. His eyes looked around as he entered the canteen area. Then a woman with sunglasses perched on her nose waved at him.
Diah approached the woman's table and pulled the chair in front of her. The woman opened her glasses. Diah looked closely at the unknown woman. Then the woman took out some photos and threw them at the table. Diah sees a picture of herself along with Sakurta.
“Since when did you become Sakurta's mistress?”
“Who are you? What's the deal with you?”
“Of course there are. He is my husband, base pel*c*r!”
“Hahaha.. pel*c*r? I think that nickname is not right for me. The truth is I am the most beautiful woman.”
The woman turns out to be Widya is the legal wife of Sakurta. From her marriage to Sakurta, Widya was blessed with a daughter who had just completed her master's studies in America. The plan is that his son will hold the reins of leadership at the hotel where Nick works.
“Cih.. most beautiful woman. You are no more just a satisfied woman n*fsu my husband. If he gets bored, then he will throw you.”
“Then what are you afraid of from me?”
“I'm not afraid of you, it's just that I don't want to share my husband with you. Moreover, you also enjoy the money from his sweat.”
“That's the fee he has to give for the service I gave, Ms. Sakurta.”
Widya was so furious at the answer after answer that came out of Diah's mouth. It turned out that the mistress of her husband was not at all intimidated by her words and attitude. Angrily his hand was about to take the glass in front of him, but his movement lost quickly to Diah. The woman grabbed a glass of orange juice and then gulped it down.
“Sweet drinks like this fit better into my throat than this smooth face of mine.”
“Basic cheap woman!!”
“I take that as a compliment.”
Widya was further irritated by Diah's arrogant attitude. He took a picture from the bag and put it on the table. Diah was quite surprised to see the photo of the child, but as much as possible the woman remained calm.
“He's your son, isn't he? Nickolas Armando Littrell, better known as Nick. How's he doing now? Did he have a bad injury?”
“You!!!”
“Hmm.. yes I have sent people to teach him a lesson.. ups. sorry, I mean to teach you a lesson.”.
“Job!! How dare you touch my son!!” diah's emotions began to rage.
“It's just the beginning. I guarantee the next surprises will be more interesting,” Widya plays her nails. He began to get in the wind.
“What do you want?”
“Leave Sakurta. Don't ever see him again or your son will accept the consequences. I gave up all the money and stuff my husband gave you. Think of it as alms for the poor. Once again I warn you, cut off your relationship with Sakurta!”
Widya put her glasses back on and then stood up from her seat. Then with a step like a model, the woman passed away. Diah clenched both of her hands tightly. Anger so controlled his heart.
“You have dared to touch my Nick, then I will make you suffer even more. I'll make Sakurta hate you and divorce you.”
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Iza still faithfully accompanies Nick in the hospital. This opportunity they use to get to know more deeply. The girl also said whatever things her brother liked and disliked. Nick remembered what his beloved girl had said. As soon as Nick, he told me about Diah. Behind her predicate as a mistress, as a mother, the woman still did her job well. The conversation then continues about their dreams knitting the future together.
“I'm in mourning now so I can buy a house for us later. What kind of home do you want Zi?”
“I like minimalist type. The house does not have to be big, just three rooms but there is a garden, so I can plant my favorite flowers later.”
“Any Lady Littrell.”
Iza smiled at the call for him. Iza's feelings for Nick grew more fertile seeing the man's sincerity. Plus her sweet treatment made her even more convinced to spend the rest of her life together.
“But I can't cook,” said Iza.
“Ngga problem, you can learn slowly. Can you occasionally make food for me?”
“Telor ceplok gosong want?”
“You are the one who made.”
“Ish dreadful you.”
“Mending gombalin you right than me gombalin other girls.”
“Awas aja dare gombalin other women.”
“Ciee jealous yes.”
“You are sick again but your mouth still can not be diem.”
“Kan who hurts my body is not my mouth.”
“Ish ngeles aja kaya bajaj.”
Nick laughed when he heard it. The conversation continues to flow between the two. Sometimes they heard their laughter or the reddish cheeks of Iza heard the man's chattering.
“Zi. I'm bosen in the room. Take a walk, we go to the roof top. There is a park there.”
“But use wheelchair yes. Your stomach is still bruised so you can't move much.”
“Iya darling.”
“Nick iiihh,” Iza protested against the man who kept teasing her with affectionate calls.
“Why humaira?”
“Kok humaira? You like Mai ya.”
“Humaira calls the Prophet to his wife, Siti Aisyah which means reddish white cheeks. Exactly like your cheeks now, so there is no mistake if I call you humaira, borrowing the call of the Prophet to Aisha.”
Iza turned her face the other way to hide the red tinge on her cheek. He walked to the corner of the room and pulled the wheelchair that was reserved for Nick.
Nick got off the bed and sat in the wheelchair. Slowly Iza pushed the chair out of the room.
Meanwhile, Denis, who had just returned from his agency, rushed into the elevator, at the same time, Teresa came out of the iron box. The woman was surprised to meet Denis here.
“Denis.”
“Tante,” say they are together.
“What are you doing here? Pain?”
“Ngga tan, temenku again treated here. Aunt herself what?”
“Abis injectable KB. Do you want to see you?”
“Iya tan.”
“Tante follow ya.”
“Bby tan.”
Teresa gets back into the elevator, followed by Denis. The elevator moved up. The elevator door opened when it arrived on the fifth floor. Denis is shocked to see Iza and Nick waiting in front of the elevator.
“Where are you going?”
“Mau to roof top, Nick said he wants to take a walk outside.”
“You Nick yes, friend Denis.”
Teresa interrupts Iza's conversation with Denis. Teresa reached out her hand to Nick who was immediately replied by Nick. Later Denis also introduced Iza to Teresa. Iza's mind guessed what Denis and Teresa's relationship was.
“Yaah tan, who is visited even want to go for a walk,” Denis said.
“Back to room again, Zi.”
“Eh if you want to take a walk first, please.”
“Totally tan? I'm not so good.”
“Ngga. I can wait in your room.”
“Sorry yes tan. We haven't been long.”
Teresa simply nodded while throwing a smile. Iza pushed the wheelchair into the elevator and then pushed the top floor button. Slowly the elevator doors closed. Denis takes Teresa to Nick's treatment room.
The atmosphere of the roof top is quite crowded. There are some patients who also choose to enjoy the afternoon breeze here. Iza stopped a wheelchair near a tree, then sat herself on a bench.
“Roof top is good yes.”
“Iya.”
Nick's eyes looked around, then his gaze settled on an elderly couple. A husband was accompanying his wife to see the view from the height of the building. Occasionally the man's hand rubs the back of the wife's hand with an infusion needle.
Iza's eyes followed Nick's line of sight. Her smile expanded when she saw how the couple interacted. The husband faithfully accompanied his sick wife. Despite his age, he did not hesitate to show affection to his beloved wife.
“What makes you like me, Nick?”
“Everything in you makes me like you. From the very beginning I saw you, I was always interested in getting close to you. You have a magnet that keeps pulling me.”
“Ish dreadlocks again.”
“Not dreadlocks but reality. You alone, what makes you sure you want to go through the process of taaruf with me?”
“Because you are honest, you behave as you are. You remain who you are, and unhesitatingly reveal your negative side to me. You could have done the opposite to draw my sympathy. But you didn't do it, I like that. And what amazes me the most, you want to try to be a better person.”
“I guess you like it because I'm handsome,” Nick chuckles at his own words.
“If the handsome is the bonus.”
Both laugh at the same time. Nick looked at the face of Iza who was laughing without blinking. Don't ask how she feels, she's happy. Nick then takes Iza back to the room. It's not good to leave a guest who wants to visit him.
In the room, Denis was also talking to Teresa. The man told me what had happened to Nick. Teresa listened carefully, rubbing Denis' thighs.
“You want to help find the culprit? Aunty has many acquaintances who can help.”
“Still tan. Abe's been tracking the perpetrator's car plate. His father is a member of the House of Representatives. Later if we knock, I will tell aunt kok.”
“Hmm.. aunt why? Kaya is very sad, abis nois nois nois same with Dharma?”
Teresa looked at Denis for a moment. This is what makes him comfortable with Denis. The man is sensitive to the people around him. The pain and disappointment he felt was gradually reduced through the attention Denis gave.
“Yes that's how Den. Although aunt tried to toughen up and accept everything. Still seeing her with another woman with her own eyes is painful. Yesterday the new auntie mergokin she made love to her business partner in her study. Tasteless as Den. Aunty must admit that aunt still loves him. If he wants to change, aunt will also try to change.”
“Sabar yes aunt. I always pray for the best for my aunt. I hope aunt and om can be harmonious again like before.”
“Entah Den, aunty not sure. But if that happens, aunt will leave you.”
“Ngga problems tan. I was betadine for aunt hahaha.”.
“You are..”
Teresa laughed at Denis. Her relationship with Denis was only a bedmate, as a form of relief of pain over the treatment of her husband. Denis satisfied the inner needs that had not been given by the husband for a long time.
Given that the husband prefers to share sweat with other women than himself, making Teresa again inflamed. Threw Denis' jaw, then the woman**mat his lips fiercely. Denis returned Teresa's kiss no less hot. Their kisses deepened and demanded. Teresa climbed into Denis's lap without letting go of her pagutan.
FLECKISH
Iza pushes Nick's wheelchair into the room, both of whom are stunned to see Denis and Teresa kissing and unaware of their presence. Iza immediately lowered her gaze.
“EHEM!!”
Nick cleared his throat, surprising two people who were drunk with desire. Teresa got off Denis' lap, then rushed off. He's pretty embarrassed to be caught by Nick as well as Iza. Similarly, Denis, the man seems misbehaved. Not to Nick but to Iza. He rubbed his neck so much.
The door again opened, this time Rivan along with Meta who entered. The two approached Nick, who was still in a wheelchair. Denis can breathe a sigh of relief, he does not linger trapped in awkward feelings.
“Where is the situation?” ask Rivan.
“Alhamdulillah has improved.”
“Who hit you Nick?”
“People who sirik same kegantenganku rich Met,” replied Nick origin who immediately got a sneer from Rivan.
“Bro... really want to learn njai here? If it still hurts just rest first.”
“Ngga. I wudhu first yes.”
“Gue anter.”
Rivan pushed the wheelchair up to the front door, then pushed Nick into it. Soon both returned. Rivan suggests Nick get back to bed. They also started teaching lessons. Iza and Meta sit on the sofa watching Nick who has started reading smoothly. Denis watched without blinking, his best friend really wanted to change.
After Nick learns to teach, Arnav and Fahrul arrive. Arnav was surprised and happy to see the existence of Meta. He rushed over to his girlfriend.
“Assalamu’alaikum ukhti.”
“Waalaikumsalam.”
“Heleh teabag sosro in action,” led Denis.
“Sirik aja lo, Tong Tji,” reply Arnav sewot.
“Bang, want to learn naji kaga?” ask Rivan.
“Oh yes dong. His teacher's profile is here.”
“Yesterday you said you want to leave, wait for me to recover,” spray Nick.
“Yes the teacher is here, dear if you do not learn mah.”
“Mode only lo. He just wants to take your heart just Met,” Denis chirped.
“Don't beat him, Met. He is a sirik, sirik because his face is not as handsome as me.”
Denis melengos heard Arnav's words. Meta simply smiled at the unfair debate between the two people. Arnav rushes to the bathroom for ablution. He left before long and joined Rivan.
“Others want to follow you?” Rivan looks at Fahrul and Denis.
“Si bahlul mah already can naji. If Denis, atheist he is, do not need to be taught,” Arnav chuckles.
“Partially he is also not circumcised,” continued Arnav.
“Serious bang? You haven't been circumcised?”
“Where do I know shucks!” sewot Denis's.
“Ayok bang us to the bathroom.”
“Ngapain?”
“Nyamain. The same uncircumcised ones that already make a difference.”
“OGAH!!! Very loss I have to see the same legacy lo.”
Denis's answer was immediately greeted with another laugh. Arnav held his stomach because he didn't stop laughing.
FLECKISH
Everyone in the room turned their eyes to the door and Abe entered the room. And behind him, Sansan followed. Everyone was surprised to see Sansan, except Denis.
“How much is Be?” ask Arnav.
“Calon bininya Abe,” chirped Denis. Abe kicked Denis in the leg.
“Serious you want to get married? Ama nih bocil?” Fahrul pointed at Sansan.
“Other times, do not need to point emang anyway I am beautiful like a star in the night sky, but do not need all the time,” Fahrul gawking to hear Sansan's words.
“She didn't want to be fooled, but the proof is that the muzzle is rich in stamps,” Denis ledek.
“If it is not for the sake of the person who has already ngeroyok Nick, I also ogah times. For the sake of elo Nick, every day I have to pick up the ball bekel.”
Sansan stomped on Abe loudly hearing the man's nickname for him. Abe complained of pain, apparently Sansan's energy was strong as well. But Sansan did not care, he looked at Abe's friends one by one.
“Wah brother Abe saucy. That one is rich babang bule,” points to Nick.
“That rich Indian artist,” points at Arnav.
“That's rich oppa-oppa Korea,” points at Denis.
“If he is rich what?” Arnav points at Fahrul.
“Birds Onta.”
“Hahahaha..”
Again the sound of laughter resounded in the ward. Fahrul snorted angrily, if not for Abe's future wife, he might have picked up the girl.
“He's not a camel, but a woodpecker. I like ampe bolong huahahaha.” Denis is very satisfied with Fahrul.
“Bangke lo! Follow me!!”
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**Boiled tea sariwangi ama Tong Tji want gelud nih kanya.
Denis, one auntie to me ya😎
O yes. forget this.. make readers kece all, aye want to promoin novel temen, nih. His work is bro Rama Ramles who is said to be handsome but I am sure I am still handsome lah😎
The story is very, very rich. If anyone wants to stop by, don't forget to leave a trace. Thanks ya😘😘😘**