The Sweetes Feeling 2's
Anandita Love Story's

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"I'm without you like an ambulance without uwiw uwiwan." Story whats app Anandita becomes the first thing Regan opens, as usual.

"Sepi, you know." 

Then Regan continued to see other stories that at that afternoon were quite a lot.

"I know you're busy, but I'm afraid there's no you."

"Soranghae." And emot love became the last thing that the girl uploaded a few seconds ago.

"Aarrggh! Why does this girl keep on acting? He doesn't know if everything is under his father's supervision? Danger, danger!" Regan couldn't bear to make the call. Although it failed because Anandita did not answer it.

He saw the watch, and apparently it was already 1 o'clock, maybe the girl was teaching the kids.

"Can't do this, can't! He must be stopped!" he said he turned off his phone again.

"Sorry, Sir?" A staff approached.

"Yes?" And soon the man responded quickly.

"Had to come, sir." He handed me a pretty big package.

"Oh yeah? That fast?"

"Yes, it just happens to be there, sir."

"That's great. Thank you." he said, accepting the item from his subordinates.

"Good, Sir. I'm back at work?"

"Yes, please." replied Regan who placed the package on a table located not far from him.

But then he got up and grabbed back the package containing the special shoes when he remembered Anandita.

"Hey?" call him to one of the nearby staff who was finishing the day's work.

"Yes sir?"

"You can make sure everything's done, right? I have to go for a minute" he said.

"I, Sir?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Mh …."

"I have to drop this off for Mr. Daryl." He then showed the package to the staff, then prepared to leave.

"Not long, just two hours. Make sure everything's done as soon as I get back." The man immediately moved.

"Well, sir" replied the silent staff for a moment, before a colleague reminded him to return to work.

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"So seriously the same number?" Yuna checked back the amount of money they received from Mahira.

"Yes brother. That's what Nania loves." The girl answered.

"No kegedean?" Dirga also saw.

"That's all the perfume sales this week, brother."

"All donated?" Dirga asked again.

"Yes, as you see."

"Not wrong?"

"I don't think so, because I asked Nania. He said, if to help fellow students is good too. May you be trustworthy."

"Hey, what do you mean say I wish you trust? You think we're gonna take advantage of the donation event?" Mahendra reacted after hearing Mahira's words.

"I mean hopefully useful, brother." Then the girl corrected her words.

"What I heard is not that."

"Yes, my brother I'm sorry." Mahira tried to calm down.

"Absolutely so!" mahendra said again before Yuna finally stopped him.

"If you're sure, thank you. And tell Nania our thanks too? This is very useful for our friends, and we will make sure this donation is channeled appropriately." said Yuna.

"Yes, Brother. You're welcome."

"Certainly, where's the Naniya? Why isn't he here?" Dirga asked the whereabouts of his one underclassman.

"At least feeling good, brother. So you can't come here." 

"Ooo, that. Tired."

"Well, when I'm done please say goodbye, brother?" Then Mahira said goodbye.

"Why? People want to gather first. Don't you want to come?" ask Dirga before the girl leaves.

"No, brother, thank you. I have a job." Mahira answered, and she left immediately, under Mahendra's probing gaze.

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"Okay .. The lesson is enough to get here, we'll see you next week. Don't forget the job, do you?" Anandita ended the study session that afternoon, and the children immediately cleaned up their stationery.

After the distribution of food and parcels and allowance as usual, they immediately went home and stayed the volunteers who decided to gather first before going home.

They discussed some plans that will be realized in the next few weeks. About social services and other activities related to free education at Rumah Baca Nania.

"Ehm …." But the discussion was forced to stop when Regan suddenly appeared.

"The ice is over, but why are you still here?" The man stared at his watch which showed two o'clock more.

"Yes, Sir. We are in discussion." replied Lisa who immediately gave a response.

"What discussion?" Regan went inside the building and saw the situation inside. Of course his attention was immediately locked on Anandita who was sitting among the other volunteers.

"On social service, sir." Lisa replied again.

"You want to do social service?" ask Regan who momentarily turned to the woman.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Nania knows?"

"No, Sir. We'll tell Nania that it's fixed …."

"Wrong!" Regan. "You should have involved Nania in the first place, instead of planning it yourself. However, this reading house belongs to Nania, and you are the volunteers who helped her. So, everything related to the reading house should be known to Nania as well."

"We think Nania would agree, sir. So …."

"Nania would agree. But its existence as a home owner reads should also be appreciated. At least we should be told about this plan."

"Mh …."

"Didn't you guys have a whatsapp group? Why not just use that as a means to discuss? So everyone will know even if they're not present."

"I think it's better to meet in person, sir." Lisa answered again.

"Then what if there are those who are unfortunate and cannot attend directly? Are they not considered to be his existence?" regan.

"Not so, sir. I mean …."

"Then whatsapp group functions? Isn't that to include everyone despite not being able to meet? I guess it's more efficient as well and time saving."

Lisa did not answer again.

"Already, the discussion continued in the group, later that night I open the chat." Regan ended the conversation.

"Good, sir." Then they disbanded.

"Who picked you up, Ann?" Regan approached Anandita who was wearing her shoes.

"Papa told him to call if you want to go home. The driver will be sent." The girl answered.

"Have you called?"

"Not yet, just wanted to. But did you come?" Anandita smiled broadly.

"Then it won't be, I'll take you home."

"Really?" Anandita with sparkling eyes. "Are you not busy? Is it the opening night of FSH Fashion Week?"

"It's also there."

"Where is Om from?"

"Back of Mr. Daryl's house."

"Who did you do?"

"Shoe drop."

"Ohh …."

"If you've got your shoes on, let's go home soon." Regan walked ahead of him.

"Udah, no. Um …. We?" Anandita chased after him. "Om gonna anterin me?"

"Yes, I said that." The man opened the passenger door.

"It's going to be another muter Om, far away. From my house to FSH …."

Anandita sumringah's face, and her eyes sparkled happily knowing the man would drive her home even though her distance to work doubled.

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The atmosphere in the car was still quiet. No one intended to start a conversation even though in reality they wanted to say a lot of things.

Anandita busies herself with her phone, while Regan focuses on traffic. But after a while the man finally couldn't stand it either.

"You better stop, Ann." Regan stared at the cars that stopped as the traffic lights turned red.

"Hum?" Anandita.

"Well .. you stop making stories like that. If not …."

"Om see my story?" The girl replied. Although actually he knows this because it is deliberately set up social media so that only Regan can see.

"Of course, who wouldn't?"

Anandita clenched her mouth to hold the forced laughter out.

"Aren't I kegeeran huh? But how do I feel that your goal is to make that story for me?"

"Emang, heheh …." Anandita immediately replied, while Regan let out her breath.

"intentionally. Do you know how I feel, when it's for others?" said again.

"But it shouldn't be, Ann" said Regan, who drove back to the car as the other vehicle moved.

"Why?"

"Danger."

"Why is it dangerous?"

"What if Mr. Arfan or Bu Dygta saw? That would raise suspicion."

"No."

"Surely."

"No, not."

"Surely, Ann."

"No, I have privacy. So only Om doang saw. Uh …." The girl closed her mouth.

"What?"

"Come on, let's go again ah!"

"You mean?"

"The Sw is only Om who can see, the others don't."

Regan fell silent.

"So safe. Ahahaha."

Regan blew her breath in the air.

"Why? About kesel? It's okay, I also love sprains." the girl laughed while keeping her mouth shut. 

I could have heard om-om. His inner.

"Geez!" Regan mutters.

"And I didn't ask Om for yain. But I have to self-destruct my feelings anyway? Tired Om."

"But don't" Regan replied in frustration.

"Why?"

"You're overreacting."

"No, no."

"Seriously. Later if Mr Arfan knows how?"

"However. Just be usual."

"Well!"

Anandita kept laughing looking at the grown man behind then it seemed frustrating.

"You don't know, and you don't understand what you're saying. You haven't even really understood the meaning of the word love itself." Regan turns her car towards the road where Arfan Sanjaya's residence is located.

"Well, that's why I teach."

"What?"

"I mean Om knows exactly what I said."

Regan took a breath.

"All I know, I have feelings. And that feeling is for Om."

"You just experienced it, Ann."

"Where is it wrong?"

"It's not wrong, it's just that you shouldn't be like this."

"Who said? I've been dating a lot."

"That's different."

"About who my parents are?"

"Not."

"Continue?"

"Yes, it's not time yet. Should be children your age are busy studying, pursuing goals. Not even love."

Anandita chuckles.

"Seriously."

"If you can't, can't you wait for me?"

"Huh?" The car almost arrived in front of the house.

"Om still single?"

"Umm .. still." Then Regan stopped the car in the yard.

"So wait until it's time to date."

"Did you think I had the same feeling to ask for something like that?"

"Aren't ya?"

Regan just looked at him.

"But it may be a long time." The girl with her confidence, then she laughed again. "Om wait for me to get it with Papa huh? That's over later …."

"I'm older than you, Ann." said the man.

"Continue?"

"You'll also find someone better than me."

"Times?"

It felt like Regan was at a loss for words for this girl. But he did not return to speak, the door of the house that opened spread their focus. And the figure of Dygta who dominates the view.

Regan immediately came out along with the girl who was also down.

"So Mommy, wait, why didn't you call? Apparently going home with Regan?" The woman immediately welcomed her daughter.

"Yes, Mom. Excuse me. I went to the reading house to check out a few things." The man in question answered.

"Yes, thank you, Regan" Dygta said. "Come in? It just so happens that Ann's dad is there too." Dygta bargained with all her hospitality.

"thank you. But unfortunately I can't, Mom. I have to get back to FSH." But he refused.

"Is that so? Still making preparations for tonight?"

"Rubber, Ma."

"All right."

"Then I say goodbye?" said Regan who glanced behind the woman and vaguely saw the figure of Arfan who appeared and almost out of their house.

"Good, please. Thanks for dropping Ann off?" dygta said before Regan left.

And the man nodded his head, and soon departed from the place.

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