The Sweetes Feeling 2's
Nania 2's anger

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"Where is Nania? I can't reach him!" Daryl's voice rattled from across the street. While Regan held the woman's cell phone that did not turn on.

"Regan?"

"Nania is shopping, sir." Then he answered while still watching Nania who was busy filling the trolley with some goods. After the two trolleys he had previously brought were full.

"What shopping? What time is it, why didn't you tell me?"

"Ma-sorry, Sir. Last time I almost turned into the street of the house suddenly Nania asked to go to the supermarket."

"Well, I thought he was home."

"Sorry, sir." Regan can only apologize.

"Yes already, after shopping directly between him home. Tell him I've been waiting for him at home." said Daryl.

"Good, sir." And then the conversation ended.

"Sir Daryl called." Regan is approaching Nania.

"Hm …."

"He's calling your house."

"Oh, the hape is dead. I forgot it wasn't charged for two days."

"What if there's something important?" Regan followed her down the hallway of Jakarta's largest supermarket.

"There are you."

"If you don't go with me?"

"No way. If not the same boss, yes I go with you. Where am I going alone?"

"Mh …."

"Eh, that's another discount!" Nania rushed to the area where she saw a considerable discount writing.

"It just so happens that the stockpile is almost over." The woman clapped her hands together with a cheerful look. Then he picked up some things he might need at home.

Detergents, liquid soaps, bath soaps, soaps for cleaning kitchen utensils are also some kinds of fragrances and others. Which immediately made the trolley that Regan held fuller.

"I think the discount is only detergent. The others don't." The man stared at the contents of the trolley and the writing on the shelf.

"Times?" Nania did the same. "Oh yes." Then he laughed. "Let's let's go, time to reverse again? Haha." Then he continued his adventure in the supermarket.

Some boxes of meat, fish, and other groceries include those packed inside cans separated in certain containers. While vegetables and fruit are put together in a large tote bag.

And other pre-packaged groceries have been waiting where Regan is.

"Well Mother, the total is five million seven hundred thirty-five thousand five hundred rupiah." The cashier mentioned the amount Nania had to pay.

"Duh, a lot of it?" The woman laughed.

"Yes, Mommy. It's been cut five percent discount because of the total amount of shopping."

Nania nodded her head. Then he reached into the wallet in his bag.

"Regan, my card doesn't exist. Where are ya?" But he did not find the thing in question.

"What?" Regan approached him immediately.

"Debet I don't exist, I think I forgot to bring it?" Nania showed me the contents of her bag and wallet.

"Ah, yes in the drawer. I didn't bring it because there's no shopping plan!" Then he patted his own forehead.

Regan seemed to snort, but she immediately took out her purse. Moreover, seeing a long queue behind the wife of his superior who already looks impatient.

"I pay first" he said, issuing his card.

"Telephone my husband, let him transfer." Nania held him back.

"Old." The man approached the cashier and handed over the card. "How many were there in total?" She asked.

"Five million seven hundred thirty-five thousand five hundred rupiah, sir." The cashier replied.

"Good." Then the payment was immediately Regan did.

"Thank you for shopping, come back next time, Mom?" said the black-hooded woman so kindly. 

Of course, consumers this time are shopping in large enough quantities at their place.

"Indeed, the need for a house every month is this much huh?" Regan moves Nania's groceries to the back of her car.

"No." The woman answered.

"Or is it more than this?"

"not alike. But for the household I am usually less than this. They eat more often in the big house. My clothes are also taken care of the same art there."

Regan looked at Nania for a moment.

"Why are you shopping this much?" ask her with a sense of wonder that is quite large.

"No why-why. I'm going to go shopping again."

"What?"

"From me asking your anther to go on a picnic, it could be a serious problem. Mending me shopping for home necessities. My mind is distracted." Nania answered with all her innocence.

"Geez!" Regan shook her head while laughing.

"Nobody's funny to know. It's all useful because it can be a material to vent me when I'm angry." Nania.

"Is there shopping because of anger?" 

"There is, and good too. If I'm angry, I have to eat so I don't go berserk. So the food supply at home must be full."

Regan laughs again, then she closes the back door of her car after believing all of Nania's groceries went in there.

"Why angry? Is there a problem, right?" Regan switched to open the passenger door.

"Yes." Yeah." Nania answered.

"What problem?"

"Boss you're a bitch."

Laughter almost gushed from Regan's mouth.

"Laughs anyway? Because it's normal?"

"Yes, hasn't Mr Daryl been like that? And you already know, then what's the problem?" He closed the door as soon as Nania had entered and walked around to the driver's seat.

"I don't have a problem with his nature, because he already knows how he looks." Nania spoke again.

"What makes you angry? Aren't you used to Mr. Daryl's habits like that? All this time no one's put up with anything Mr. Daryl did, and you're the only one who hasn't bothered." Regan starts the engine of her car.

"I told you I don't have a problem with all of that."

"Want to?" The car started to go.

"But I can't stand it when I see her being affectionate with other women."

"What?" Instantly Regan stepped on the brakes so that the four-wheeled vehicle stopped suddenly.

"I see your boss hugging the same guy from the agency. Same model as well." Nania leaned forward, and she seemed to be complaining to her older brother.

"Sir Daryl cheated?" The man also looked.

"No. Uh, I don't know either. He said it was just a formality."

"When did you see him?" Then Regan asked.

"Last noon,"

"Last noon?"

"Yes, same model agent who's the friend."

"On FSH?"

Nania nodded her head.

"Sherin?"

"Indeed. Sherin of Ring's Modeling. And he's indeed Mr. Daryl's SD friend. What you see is not affectionate, but a formality. That's how it is in their world."

"I know about that."

"Why are you angry?"

"I didn't say that."

"What?" Regan laughed again.

"Maybe for those of you who work in the entertainment world feel that it is common. But for me it does not make sense, how men who are married even silent when there are some women who try to get closer. They even dared to hug and kiss when they knew that the man was married."

Regan scratched her un-itchy head. He thought about how to explain this matter to Nania who might not understand, that that was how the interaction in his world of work Daryl.

"I don't know, but my logic doesn't get there." The woman placed her back on the back of the chair.

"I know it might be common in their work world. But the danger signal in my head kept ringing. And I'm dizzy." Then he rubbed his painful head.

"I exaggerate is not it if as a wife does not feel like my husband's interaction is like the same models? Am I lebay?"

Regan cannot answer that, because even though Nania is a woman. And as a wife, she clearly deserves to feel dislike or jealousy towards her husband. Especially if you see with your own eyes and head what is happening. Moreover, he was not used to it.

"If he forbids me from reacting with others, then why would he do it?" said Nania again who looked out of the car where the sky was dim.

While Regan just glanced at the rearview mirror on the wheel.

"I was forbidden, but he was free to do anything. What kind of household is this?" he then fell silent until the journey continued.

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Daryl stood on the terrace after pacing in front of the house. He was like a father waiting for his daughter to return.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going shopping? I was in a hurry to get home." A barrage of questions was immediately welcomed as soon as Nania got out of the car. But the woman didn't touch him at all. He was busy sipping bottled juice in his arms.

"Malyshka?" And Daryl followed her into the house.

"Why couldn't I call you earlier?" Then he asked again, and still remained unanswered. Only Regan left Nania's flat object to him.

"Hape Nania is dead, and you better not bother her first." The assistant told.

"Why?" Daryl immediately grabbed the phone.

"Weight, Sir. Weight. Facing a jealous woman is like holding a double-edged sword. Whatever we do will still hurt him."

"What's? She's complaining to you?" Daryl turned away unhappy.

"From Nania's rampage, it's better to complain, sir. Maybe talking will lessen the burden of his mind."

Daryl snorted loudly. But his assistant has a point too.

"Where have you taken him to come home this late? Didn't know I didn't eat because I was waiting for him?" Daryl pokes, but he stops when Regan opens the back door of his car.

"Healing, sir."

The man's mouth gaped when he saw the contents of the back of the vehicle, which included several large, medium and small tote bags and cardboard boxes that he estimated contained the materials needed for their homes.

Regan moved him into the house until his car was empty.

"Do you guys put it in storage, sir?" bargain Regan after she finishes taking out Nania's groceries.

"No need. It's the night, if you want to go home, go home." But Nania pulled up from the stairs.

"Let me." said he, who had changed his clothes.

"Okay, then." Then Regan handed over the receipt of the groceries she had paid to Daryl. "Here do I leave it to you or Dinna?" ask her.

"What's this?" The man immediately accepted it.

"Supply truck, sir."

"Truck?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You paid?"

Regan nodded her head.

"Why?"

"I forgot to bring the card. There was only two hundred thousand in the wallet. Ask that you who transferred Regan won't." And Nania snatched the paper from her husband's hand.

"Fear too long, because I see other buyers are already upset, sir." Regan answered.

"How not to get upset? This much shopping?" Daryl pointed at the items.

"Yes, I'm sorry to have taken notes. I'll change it later. Maybe I'll transfer soon? Hape is dead. Later want to charge first." said Nania who folded the paper.

"It's okay. Just relax because …."

"No way! Tasty my wife's groceries you paid for? I'll pay right now!" sergeant Daryl saunters into the living room to retrieve his phone.

"How much should I pay?" Then he immediately returned with a lit cell phone and snatched the paper from Nania's hand.

Then his eyes rounded when he saw the number listed on the bottom of the paper. "What do you buy?" He turned to Nania, then looked at her dining table and kitchen counter filled with groceries.

"I told you I'd be the one changing." The woman almost took back her shopping receipt.

Daryl snorted again as he moved the object away and threw it into a trash can under the counter.

"I've transferred, all with your overtime pay today." Then he shows Regan the screen of his phone. There is a stamped amount of money that goes into the account of his assistant which is indeed more than it should be.

"It's actually too much …."

"Go home, it's night. Enough for today, thank you." said Daryl who made Regan understand and immediately left the place.

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"We want to open catering, so you're shopping this much?" Daryl finally ventured to make a sound after Nania almost finished cleaning her groceries.

The refrigerator is already full of various types of food, and the storage cabinet what else.

"Let's be calm if there's plenty of food at home." Nania answered the origin.

"But not that much either, Malyshka. Who's gonna eat it?"

"I."

Daryl looked at his usual face when they almost had a fight this afternoon.

"But we often eat at the big house, honey."

Dih, call me Darling? How are you doing hugging kiss the same model? Inner Nania grumbled. He would never forget what he had seen before.

"From now on, I want to cook and eat here. In the big house if you get together again." Nania answered.

"But we're used to it?"

"Yes, you ate there while I was here. Whatever." The woman stuffed the totebag folds into her kitchen drawer.

"Malyshka, if you're still angry about what happened, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to …."

"Udah ah, I'm dizzy when it comes to unimportant matters. I think my migraines are relapsing. It's up to you." Nania walked back up the stairs to her room on the second floor.

"Darling, I'm not done talking." And Daryl followed him who immediately entered their room.

The woman drank a medicine from her nightstand drawer, then got into bed. Then he buried his little body under the blanket.

"Darling?" Daryl follows her, though Nania does not bother him at all.

And the man was stunned when it turned out that Nania had already fallen asleep. It was heard from his smooth snoring, and his already heavy breathing.

"Aarrgghhh! Why would something like that make you so angry?" And he couldn't bear to just hug her.

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