Titian Love Nadia
Backroad

Rayan, who was about to leave Rasya's 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.

With the forced handle of the door that he had held it he released again, came back to the brother and sat in front of him.

"My friend asked me to get a laptop, Mas. But the money is only three million" said Rayan.

"What a fact you are, Ray! My advanced laptop time you appreciate three million? Just buy me a new notebook. In the store a lot of that price," Rasya.

Rayan spread his shoulders, "Well, if Mas ngijinin anyway, it's also not okay if the name is also a pleasant effort of friends, rather than a laptop mubazir," he said resigned and stood back.

"What else for your friend? Didn't Prima get a laptop yesterday?" rasha asked curiously.

"This is for Prima's friend, Mas. Nadia," Rayan replied briefly.

"What's? You mean Asa Nahdiana?" Rasya asked in surprise, Rayan nodded. "Yes, just give it to him don't have to ask to pay. It must have been my corrections money from yesterday" he added.

"Thank you, Mas" said Rayan briefly who was about to leave.

"Oh yes, Rai. Do you know why he didn't come to this room? In the cafeteria too did Mas not see it?" Rasya revealed his question that since this morning was only stored in his mind.

"Why didn't Mas Rasya ask the person directly, call for example?" sergeant Rayan.

"Mas didn't save his phone number, Ray," Rasya said.

"He was sick this morning, Mom. The body is bruised and hot. I'm surprised, the working period corrects the paper tasks only to the bruise?" rayan's answer was like insinuating Rasya with an intimidating look.

"You still suspect the same? You think you hit him in this room, do you?" Seringai. Rayan is still waiting for her brother. "Originally you know, Ray. Yesterday afternoon on Maghrib time he was fighting against three thugs who tried to harass him in front of the campus when he was about to go home. That's great, isn't it?" Rasya told me about the girl accompanied by praise for not accepting her sister's accusations.

Instantly Rayan's eyes rounded to hear the words of the brother. "What, Mas? A fight?Against three thugs at once? That skinny girl?" He asked in a row of disbelief but was only answered with a nod by the older brother.

"She's a special girl, isn't she, Ray? It turned out that not only was his brain watered down, but he was also a martial artist. Unfortunately yesterday their strength was not balanced one against three, so he was caught off guard and hit," said Rasya proud of his students.

"Comm ... Yeah, he's special, Mom. But remember, don't be rash! Do not let the fate like Vienna first, because Celine will certainly not stay silent if you know this," Rayan reminded her again to the brother about the incident two years ago.

"What do you think your brother is a pedophile? Liked his own students. I just feel sorry for him and admiration for him, Ray. A girl lives in this big city alone" Rasya argued.

"O .. just pity? Admired huh?" rayan Syndir. "Whatever, Mommy. Mas's mouth may say no, but Mas's eyes can't lie that Mas Rasya likes him. I just go home ah, Mas," his saying went straight out without caring about the reaction of the brother.

"Titi deje, Ray!" sahut Rasya's.

Rayan, who was outside the door of the rector room, heard the cry from her brother, also giggled. "Hahaha, even your style is the same," he murmured.

While Rasya was still sitting in his seat of honor. He seems to lean his back that feels sore due to most activities sitting all day. "Did I really like it?" ask the man to himself. "I would rather my property be his, than that of Celine, the ungodly wife," he murmured.

"Mobile? Where's the phone?" Rasya immediately remembered the duplicate phone from Celine's phone made by his best friend, Doddy. He reached into his laptop bag, where he always kept the sophisticated phone since he received it from the hacker.

"With the free time, I'll open it now. I'll soon find out who you really are the snake woman" he murmured.

Rasya began to open the phone starting from the photo gallery, even old photos that have been destroyed on Celine's phone are also on the sophisticated phone. Rasya saw a photo of a couple of brides tying sacred vows on the altar. When he saw the time when the photo was taken, he was flabbergasted.

"This picture was taken one year before I married Celine" she wrote. "So all this time a Rasya Abdillah Bagaskara has been cheated by Celine raw with her fake marriage. It's only fitting that he never wanted to serve me as a husband, but he still had a husband. I have to investigate who the bule man in this photo is, he must be from the same country as Celine" he said.

Rasya closed the photo gallery in the phone he was holding. Now he switched to the m-banking application and opened it. Rasya was stunned when he saw the balance in the account belonging to Celine. Hundred billions? Indeed, the amount is only a percentage of the wealth of the Baskoro family, but he did not want the property owned by the slick woman Celine. Meningan infused to the mosque or donated to Gaza for more benefits. He grabbed his cell phone which he put on the table. He wants to call Doddy right now.

"Hello, Brow. How areya? Did you open the phone?" ask Doddy right after the call is connected.

"Alhamdulillah not to have a stroke when knowing the balance in Celine's account," Rasya replied trying as calmly as possible.

"Hahaha, now you know who your real wife is. Uh, I mean your fake wife. I'm surprised, where did you get that snake-like cunning woman?" Doddy's words immediately made Rasya's heart cornered.

"No need to talk about that first! Now, most importantly, how do you move money in Celine's account without her knowing it's moving?" Rasya focused the conversation on his original goal.

"That's a small problem, Brow. Just press enter doank, done. I love that phone so you can know who that woman really is, just keep your eyes open. Fortunately he was careless. Where do you want the money to go?" ask Doddy.

"Before I send via WA chat only, I close the call first ya."

"OK," said Doddy.

As promised, Rasya typed his account number and sent via WA chat. Within seconds the chat got a reply from Doddy.

Rasya reopened Celine's m-banking app, sure enough what Doddy said. Celine's account balance is 5 digits long and there's no mutation record there. Rasya then opened the m-banking account he sent to Doddy earlier which was actually the account only devoted to donations, now the money has been moved to the donation account.

"Thank God, may this money be more useful later," Rasya was grateful that one problem was solved.

[Thanks yes, Brow.]

Doddy

[Together.]

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For 5 days Nadia rested at home without doing any activities except sleeping and to the bathroom, let alone to go to college. He did not want to be taken to the hospital not only afraid of the cost bill, but also afraid of being diagnosed that he had covid virus.

Today he will be back to college. But he was still traumatized to meet with thugs at that time if he would pass the highway to get to his campus. He asked Mbak Rumi there might be another way to the campus besides passing the highway. Nadia met her mother who was in the kitchen.

"Sir, is there any other way to my campus other than through the highway? I'm afraid to meet the herd of thugs again if it's right to go or go home to college alone," asked Nadia.

"There's a road to your campus, at the end of the front alley of this house, but it's coming through at the back gate of the campus. Mbak Asih Mbak Rumi's brother waitress in the cafeteria owned by Ida, also used to go through that road," said Mbak Rumi at length answer Nadia's questions.

Nadia's face started to shine. "Well, Ma'am?" tanyakanya.

"If you want, let's get you back?" bargained for.

"Yes I want Ma'am" replied Nadia enthusiastically. "I picked up the bag first huh, Ma'am," the saying went straight to his room half-run, a smile expanding as if imprinted on his lips.

Nadia went into the room, a moment later she came out and was ready to go to college. Not forgetting he locked the room door, Ms. Rumi was waiting in front of his room. They left on foot so that Nadia could memorize the path.

"If you want to go home until late afternoon or evening, you can go to the cafeteria. Go home with Mbak Asih," said Mbak Rumi.

"Yes, Ma'am" said Nadia.

Ten minutes later they had reached the back gate of the campus.

"Well, it's here, Nad. Go home first, right? You be careful," said Rumi.

"Yes, Mother. It's closer through here huh. Thank you very much, Ma'am," said Nadia happy.

Nadia breathed deeply and then threw it away slowly. He looked at the magnificent three-story building in front of him with a smile adorning his lips. He felt grateful that poor girls seemed to be able to attend the elite college.

The skinny girl whose face still looked a little pale stepped into the gate and headed straight for her class.

"He's dead!" prima hugged Nadia.

However, Nadia's hand held her back. "Dragon's distance!" said it.

"Kangen," the great-grandson of Prima pouted.

"I miss you too" said Nadia.

Prima embraces Nadia to sit on an empty bench. They were briefly seen small talk and serious because Nadia asked if there was a task for five days before finally Miss Siska came to give a lecture. They followed the courses led by Ms. Siska to completion.

When Rasya entered to fill the next lecture schedule. His eyes seemed to sparkle looking at the girl he hadn't seen for five days.

'His face was still pale, I wanted to give my chest for him to rest his head comfortably, ' Rasya looked at Nadia.

"Sir Rasya, did you get a disease that you can't blink?" chirps one of the students who immediately managed to disperse the reverie of the three-headed lecturer.

Gerr ....

Laughter filled the room.

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TB