Titian Love Nadia
Future

Siti hurriedly headed towards the living room to open the door. Not long after, Siti appears followed by Rayan behind her with a crackle bag in her hand.

"Rayan, let's eat together," asked Ardi.

"Thank you, Om. The intention is to invite Prima to eat outside, it turns out the cuisine in this house does not seem less tasty," said Rayan who like to refuse, but tempted as well.

"Yes have done thinking, eat what is in front of the eyes. What did you bring?" ask Goddess.

Rayan sat in an empty chair. "This is martabak, Aunt. There are also sweet martabak eggs. Prima said Tania did not want to eat rice," answered Rayan.

"Let Siti take it upstairs, what do you want to eat rice with?" tanya Dewi brought rice and side dishes for Rayan.

"I can take it myself, Auntie," said Rayan.

Hearing her name being mentioned, Siti came back closer to the dining room. "What's up, Mom?" tanyakanya.

"Please bring this martabak for Madam Tania to her room," told Dewi to hand over the package to Siti.

"Well, ma'am," Siti said.

Siti leaves the dining room, goes up to the second floor to Tania's room. Without saying hello first, Siti knocked on the door immediately stepped over to Tania who was still leaning on the bed rest while playing with her cellphone.

"Mbak, this is a martabak from Mas Rayan," said Siti thrust the package she carried.

"Mas Rayan has arrived?" sahut Tania half asked to accept the gift from Siti and immediately opened it enthusiastically.

"Yes, Mother. Let's eat mumpung is still warm," said Siti who saw the martabak was tantalizing on the tongue.

"Let's take it, Sister Siti. So much I can't spend it. Emm ... Ma'am Siti eat sweet only yes. I'm the one with the egg out, too" Tania said with her mouth full of slags.

"If Mbak Tania does not want his sweet martabak, meningan Mbak Siti take it down Mbak. Let Ms. Siti eat with Mas Karim," suggested Siti.

"O .. Yes take it, Ma'am. I eat martabak eggs are also full," said Tania.

It is with pleasure that Siti took a box of sweet martabak that is still wrapped neatly in plastic crackles to carry it to eat with her beloved husband, Karim.

"Thank you, Ms. Tania," said Siti.

Tania simply nodded in response as her mouth was already full of food. He enjoyed the martabak of Rayan's giving, it seems that his nausea is now on holiday because of PPKM.

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Nadhif put his bike back in the yard. Then follow the steps of the security guard.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ardan, this is the young man you mean" said Mr. Sam.

"Thank you, Sam. You go back to the post, please" said Ardan.

"Thank you, sir" said Mr. Sam and stepped outside.

Already various negative feelings raged in Nadhif's mind. What would this middle-aged man in front of him do to her. The feeling of groggy also dominates. He lowered his head, afraid to look at the man

"Please sit down, son!" ardan.

Nadhif sat in front of the man. "Thank you, Tu ... Mr Ardan?" sahut Nadhif was surprised to see the man's face. It turns out that the middle-aged man in front of him is a lecturer guiding his script, which until now has not been willing to accrue his last chapter thesis even though according to Nadhif it is correct.

"I'm Ardan Ardiansyah's real brother your boss in Ardimart. How are you Nadhif?" Asked Ardan with a smile on his lips.

"Thank God be healthy, sir," replied Nadhif. "It turns out that Aghni was Mr. Ardan's nephew?" half asked.

"Rubber. You're so busy, you've forgotten your thesis revision?" ask Mr. Ardan who is almost like a conclusion.

"That's it, sir. My work in minimarket more and more, so I have not had time to fix my thesis," said Nadhif blushed.

"I'll give you one more month. If in the period of one month you have not been able to revise your thesis, you are very forced to repeat it from the beginning with a different title," threatened Mr. Ardan.

"Yes, Sir. In the Lord I will not waste this opportunity, ' said Nadhif.

"Yes, you still have a task at the minimarket, right? Go ahead, you may return to your workplace, "send Mr. Ardan.

"Thank you, sir. Then excuse me," said Nadhif please leave. He immediately stood out. But he has not stepped up yet.

"Well sir, has the guest been told to go home? Keep this tea redundant," exclaimed Bi Sumi from the kitchen carrying a tray of sweet tea and snacks.

"Haha ... Nadhif, it seems like we are destined to talk even longer. Please sit back, son!" kelakar Pak Ardan asked Nadhif to sit back. Nadhif sat back down.

Bi Sumi put the sweet tea and snacks she brought on the table. Then immediately leave the middle room after welcoming.

"Drink, kid. Oh yeah, where are you from?" Ask Mr. Ardan began to familiarize himself.

"I'm from Indramayu, sir," Nadhif replied after sipping a warm tea served by Bi Sumi. "Is Mr. Ardiansyah also originally from Bandung as well as Pak?" askalanya.

"Yes, he's real here too. This house is also the hereditary legacy of our parents. However, he complained of fate in Jakarta. His efforts began to develop after the birth of Aghni, the girl you followed earlier," said Mr. Ardan at length answer Nadhif's questions.

"Ah, are you curious about my nephew?" sergeant Mr. Ardan. Nadhif was made to blush because he was caught by the kepo against Aghni. "He wanted to stay with me because he escaped from an arranged marriage with the young man of his papa choice" Mr. Ardan continued.

Hearing the words of Mr. Ardan that Aghni had been betrothed to a young man by his father, immediately made Nadhif's heart shrink, meaning he had no chance to get close to the girl.

"But you take it easy, yesterday Aghni told me the same story, that Rayan her fiance had released her last week, before she returned here," added Mr. Ardan.

Nadhif's heart warmed up.

"But, are you sure that Aghni's parents will accept you as her daughter-in-law? You're just a manager of his store."

Pak Ardan's question again made Nadhif's heart shrink. "I don't think that way either, sir. I just met with Aghni for the first time, after I saw her at ARD's Corp's birthday party at that time" Nadhif said. "Sorry, Sir. The tea is over, I'm sorry. It's not good with other employees if I leave the store too long" he said.

"Yes, Nadhif. Go ahead! Don't forget to revise your thesis immediately!" said Mr. Ardan reminded.

"It's God, sir. Thank you for your time" Nadhif said.

Nadhif grabbed the back of the lecturer's hand and kissed him. The young man then came out of the house, riding his motorbike. Before leaving the courtyard, Nadhif took the time to look towards the second floor, a room with lights still on and open curtains. However, he saw no one there.

"It was like someone was there" he murmured. The young man was immediately gas-fired leaving the residence of Mr. Ardan.

Meanwhile, after Nadhif's departure, Mr. Ardan climbed the stairs leading to his nephew's room. There the lights were turned off and Aghni was already wrapped in the blanket. Mr. Ardan sat down by the side of the bed.

"Om know you haven't slept, people just saw the light outside the room still on" guess Mr. Ardan. He grabbed the remote control and then with one press the room light is back on.

Aghni also wriggled to look at her omnya. "Om know him?" ambiguity question.

"He who?" asked Mr. Ardan pretending not to know with Aghni's question.

"The man Om interrogated just now" said Aghni.

"Interrogation? Your words are like equating Om with the police questioning the suspect" said Mr. Ardan.

"It's up to you to tell me what. Do you know the person or not? Ardimart's manager, who was intending on Aghni," asked Aghni again.

"You were having a conversation, huh?" Mr. Ardan accused Aghni instead.

"Playing nguping people talking also loudly noisily, in the living room again not in the living room, Auntie must also hear," said Aghni blushed trying to avoid the accusations of her om.

"Goddess ... Definitely nguping. He is a student om who is again the guidance of thesis. You like him?" asked Mr. Ardan staring intently at Aghni.

Aghni did not answer. He just silently played his fingernails.

"You rejected Rayan because she was far above you. Now what's the difference with Nadhif? The same age, Rayan is still a thesis, Nadhif is also still a thesis. Rayan's a rich kid, while Nadhif's just your papa's store manager. Are you sure papa you'll approve?" mr. Ardan said at length ended with a question.

"If according to Om he is a good man, Aghni believes papa must approve. He's just a store manager because he's just a high school graduate, but now he'll be a thesis, S1. Did you forget that you were just a housekeeper? But you can take it, right?" agni issued her argument. Mr. Ardan listened carefully to his nephew's words.

"Well, Om will support you" said Mr. Ardan comforting his nephew. Aghni smiled at him. "Heh, don't be happy just yet!" sergeant.

Aghni made gawking by the word omnya. Just now his heart was made to soar into space, now it was dropped again to the bottom of the well.

"Om will give him a scholarship to study S2 and even S3 if he wants, abroad," he said immediately eroded the smile on the lips of Agni.

"Om, what is that?" Aghni pursed her lips.

"Aghni, you're still in High School. Not allowed love. Your future and his future are still long" said Mr. Ardan.

"Haha ... Whaan? Not allowed love, but already betrothed," shebik Aghni sneered.

"That's only four years, Aghni. If the achievement is good, it can also be finished faster," said Mr. Ardan without regard to the sneers of his nephew.

"When he gets a girl abroad what?" ask Aghni to worry.

"So he's not your soul mate, you have to accept that." Mr. Ardan concluded.

"Nr ...." Aghni sulks spoiled.

"Mahaha ...." Mr. Ardan only responded to Aghni with laughter.

"Pa!" suddenly a woman appeared in the doorway.

"Attent, Ma. Your spoiled niece is in love again," exclaimed Mr. Ardan who immediately got a punch on her arm.

"Okay, you can follow him to study abroad also if you have graduated high school," he said Ardan comforted.

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