Titian Love Nadia
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Rasya looks for the whereabouts of Nadia's backpack and veil thrown by the thugs in the street and picks it up. Fortunately, both objects are on the side of the road so they can still be saved from passing vehicles. He then closed the veil on the head of the girl who had recently disturbed his mind.

"I take you home" he said once again, handing Nadia's bag. He was tired of the attitude of the girl who always denied his orders.

Inevitably Nadia obeyed Rasya's will. He followed the man to his car not far from the scene.

"Either if you say the old man was obedient, told to wait a while not at home," Rasya began to issue his scolding to the girl sitting next to him as he was driving his car. Cieee, the lecturer said he was a parent?

"Sorry," that was the only word that was said from Nadia's mouth while looking down regretfully.

"But your martial arts can too."

Nadia's eyes went astray hearing the praise of the person beside her, 'So, Mr. Rasya saw me since earlier,' Nadia spoke inwardly.

"Although it had lost to the three thugs, but it has made me salute and admiration for you, Asa," said Rasya again.

"Thank you, sir. For her praise" said Nadia bowed her head in shame.

Arriving at the boarding house, Nadia immediately performed Maghrib prayers without bathing first for fear of running out of prayer time. He performed his bathing ritual after performing Maghrib prayers. While Rasya returned to campus again because later at 19:00 must fill the extension class.

"Nadia, where did my shirt last night go to you?" tanya Sari who saw Nadia passing after from the bathroom.

Nadia turned her head, "Still in the clothesline, Ms. Sari. I just got home from college so I haven't had time to pick up my clothes, yet" she replied, drying her hair with a towel. If in the boarding house Nadia used to remove the head covering. Unless she has her husband Rumi at home.

"I've been looking at the clothesline, there's no shirt" he protested.

'Tuh, right from the clothesline just don't want to help lift my clothes. People want to do their own good, turn to help others ogah. Just live in the woods!" gerutu Nadia dongkol's.

Nadia who was about to go to the room by having to bend her steps to the left side of the house, to where she was drying clothes. Fortunately the weather was bright, if it was raining, wet all his clothes. He just felt the difficulty of living in a city that is all alone. It is true said Bang Haji Rhoma rhythm in the capital was his life nafsi-nafsi.

Nadia went back into the house with a pile of clothes in her arms.she approached Sari who was sitting in the middle room. "This will have Mbak Sari," he said while giving up a maroon work suit.

Sari's eyes immediately glared in disbelief, he was very disappointed the uniform he soon wanted to wear so changed color. "Why is it all maroon? I'm going to nitip to wash," protest did not accept his work uniform that was originally purple now turned maroon.

"Mbak Sari like no one said he wanted nyuci nitip last night." Nadia is still defending herself.

"What's the matter anyway? How noisy?" Rumi who was still eating dinner heard the noise immediately outside.

"I'm just asking for the responsibility of my uniform to turn maroon like this because of this new resident chick, Ma'am!" exclaimed Sari while pointing towards Nadia. Nadia felt cornered.

"What's the matter, Nad?" Rumi asks for an explanation for Nadia.

Nadia sighed before speaking. "Mbak Rumi knew for myself, didn't I ask permission yesterday afternoon to borrow a pot to boil the dye because I wanted to dye my old white veil?" nadia asked the mother at length.

"Yes? And Ma'am has given permission," said Rumi wanted to hear the next story.

"Well, last night I did not wash clothes, Ma'am but coloring 3 of my hoods, just as I want to take a bucket in the laundry, Madam Sari came up to me want to nitip this uniform, he begs and makes this nitip of his shirt, Ma'am. Yes, I'll color it. He didn't say he wanted nitip nyuci, just nitip doang. Because I want to color again yes I think Mbak Sari wants nitip coloring," explained Nadia at length.

Devi who had just understood the matter of her boarding friends became laughing out loud. "Eat him don't like the origin of your title, Sari. If you do not want to go out of the energy to get out of the money, take it to the laundry. You're working, you don't expect me to get money from my rich parents and Nadia. I've been helped sometimes no thank you anymore" hardik Devi.

"That's right said Devi, Sari. Nadia is not wrong in this case, it's just her wea who want to doang good, do not want to go out of energy, do not want to go out of money too, this is a lesson for you, so do not like the origin of the title," timpal Mbak Rumi gave advice at length.

"Udah ah, tired of my body, tired of being cheated and wronged too," said Nadia who then entered her room.

'Look at you, Nad!" gerutu Sari's. Uh, this kid instead of apologizing, is holding a grudge. The grudge is maintained, the chicken is newly reared, can be eaten meat as eggs.

Before going to bed, Nadia performs the Isya prayer first. After that he locked the door of his room and laid his body on the bed. It does not take long, he immediately picked up a dream.

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Rumi's mother was used to waking up at dawn to do her morning routine. But until almost seven o'clock, he did not see the nose of the new occupants of his house. After the cooked vegetables, he turned off the stove, then immediately headed to Nadia's room.

"Nadia! Nadia!" call him repeatedly while knocking at the door. "Nearly seven o'clock haven't you woken up yet?" yells. There was no confirmation from inside the room. "Nad, are you sick?" ask again.

"Nad, are you sick?" Rumi's mother saw Nadia who was still curled up in her bed after she managed to open the door of the girl's room. He put the back of his hand against the girl's forehead. "Oh my goodness, Nad. Your body is hot, "the strangler feels Nadia's body. Then he called Devi while taking warm water from the kitchen.

"What's up, Ma'am?" devi asked who had just appeared in Nadia's bedroom doorway.

"Dev, please buy Nadia chicken porridge, use your money first. Her body is hot. Let him later be able to take heat-lowering drugs," told Mbak Rumi who is now compressing Nadia's body.

"Well, Ma'am," said Devi. Devi immediately carried out the orders of her boarding mother.

"Why are you so hot, Nad? This is your skin too why so many bruises?" grouchy Mother Rumi.

"Euh," only moans and moans came out of Nadia's mouth, but the girl's eyes were still tight.

Devi quickly returned because she had to leave for campus immediately. "This, Ma'am!" he said while handing the package to Mbak Rumi.

"Thank you, Dev. Then please tell me whose friend Nadia likes to come here is who?" Ma'am Rumi asked trying to remember a name.

"Yes, Ma'am?"

"Yes, Prima. Tell him that Nadia is sick, keep asking him to take permission for Nadia to his lecturer, yes!" pinta Mbak Rumi again.

"Here is God, Ma'am. Devi left first yes assalamu'alaikum," said Devi.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, be careful on the road" said Mbak Rumi. "Nad, open your eyes! Get up, eat porridge first." Rumi's mother is still trying to wake Nadia up.

"My body hurts all, Ma'am," he groaned still with his eyes closed.

"Well, if you don't want to get up, you call someone to take you to the hospital?"

Rumi's question sounded like a threat to Nadia. Instantly he opened his eyes. "Don't donk, Ma'am," he refused. Pay what the hospital costs will be. Can-can pay money from Pak Rasya was still number.

"Well, if gini is cute. Let's eat porridge, Mother bribe, this run out you can drink Paracetamol," said Mbak Rumi.

Rumi's mother began to feed Nadia painstakingly, but only a count to three mouthfuls he Nadia had closed her lips tightly. "Cock porridge is not good, Ma'am? This time it feels salty," said Nadia revealed what her tongue felt.

Rumi smiled as she said, "His name is also sick, eat anything yes it definitely does not taste good. Not the porridge is not good, but indeed your tongue again can not menggerasain delicious."

"Now drink first, continue to take the medicine," he said again thrust a glass of water and a grain of Paracetamol that is still in the packaging.

Nadia did what was instructed by Mbak Rumi, taking heat-relieving drugs. A few minutes later he felt his eyes drowsy again due to the effects of the medicine he was taking. Nadia was back to sleep.

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In the afternoon Rayan met his older brother in the rector's room to retrieve a proposal file for cooperation with a Baskoro Groups client who was accidentally carried away. The young man was astonished, looking at his already rich brother, but always worked until late at night.

"Work doesn't have to be ngoyo, Mas. Our family wealth will not run out just because Mas Rasya came home from work before the Maghrib" he said to his brother.

For a moment Rasya took his eyes off his laptop. "You're starting to hang out, your brother is not working Ray, but rather a devotion" he argued.

Rayan, who was about to leave the room, suddenly stopped at the door because she remembered something. "Oh yes, Mas, Mas Rasya's laptop in the household that does not use it, can it be sold?" tanyakanya.

"Since when have you been a second goods collector?" sergeant the brother.

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TB