Titian Love Nadia
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Nadia grabbed the hand and kissed him. However, he did not release it immediately. He even held the hand in his lap. And rested his head on Rasya's shoulders. Suddenly, his feelings turned melow.

"Sir," call Nadia.

"Hemm" said Rasya.

"If tomorrow I have an accident and become a disabled woman, do you still want to make me a wife?" Nadia asked with eyes looking out the window.

Rasya scrunched his forehead in wonder. Just now also smiling happily, why now asking such pitiful things anyway, Nanad?

"Why are you asking like that? I don't like it" Rasya said, not answering Nadia's question.

"Sir, all the possibilities are bound to happen" Nadia said. "Father just answer," he added still begging.

Rasya let go of his hand, then faced towards Nadia. He held both shoulders of the girl who was currently facing him. "There, if you get disabled, I will finance your treatment to heal even to the end of the world. Satisfied you?" mutilate. "There is no need to think the no-no, let alone a sad thing," he added.

Rasya turned back to face the front. He grabbed Nadia's head to lean back on her shoulder. "That's not a sad thing, honey. I wish it was fun" he asked again.

"I just tested Father, Father 'kan already used to love me quiz," said Nadia lightly.

"But this quiz of yours scares me" Rasya said.

"If you are afraid to read the verse of the chair, sir," cetus Nadia lempang.

Rasya did not respond to the girl's words that sounded inconsequential. After that there was no more debate between them, only MP3 songs were heard from the dashboard of the car. Until their car stopped because it had reached the garden which would be the location of the construction of the villa.

Amir got out of the car and stepped back, opened the trunk and took out the contents.

"Remain, wake! It has arrived," said Rasya with his right hand patted his cheek to wake him up, apparently Nadia was asleep. "The car ride for a while was asleep" he said.

Nadia blinked her eyes, momentarily paying attention around gathering her consciousness. "Have you arrived, sir?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, let's get up!"

Nadia also straightened her body. Opens the door on his right side and shuffles out of the car. He closed the door and leaned back against it with both arms folded in his stomach. Looking towards the lake that looks starting scorching. Then straightened his body again and stepped closer to a tree. He sat under the tree that had been covered with mats, observing the land that was to be used as the location of the construction of the villa.

A middle-aged man who was shortly thereafter known as a gardener came carrying a bundle of stakes and raffia rope and put it on the ground. The ground was cleared, the trees growing on it had been cut down. Rasya was already standing on the ground wearing boots, hats and sunglasses. The man did not escape the attention of Nadia, looking handsome and very handsome. He seemed to be watching and calculating the land.

Rasya turned his head towards Nadia, waving his hand, gesturing for the girl to approach. Nadia approached and joined there. He seems to think. A moment later he took a stake and planted it in the land which he considered to be the corner of the villa to the left. Nadia again took the peg and blade made 1 meter long. Measure the width of the ground to the right with the blade and re-plug the peg after estimated length.

Rasya only noticed what the girl was doing while stretching the raffia rope from the first stake to the next. The girl stuck the peg to completion without seeing the drawing of the floor plan she had made the other day. He just uses his feelings. After finishing Nadia again sat under the tree, grabbed a bottle of mineral water and gulped it down.

Rasya approached the girl and sat down beside her. "It has finished our activities today, tomorrow morning it is ready to start the construction of the villa, later tonight Mang Dudung will ngundang villagers to read Manaqib here," he said.

"We're here till tonight, sir?" ask Nadia.

"No need, it has become Mang Dudung's business" Rasya said. "She said he was fishing? yuk!" reminded him.

Nadia looked up at the lake, "It looks like it's really hot in there" he said.

"Wear this hat." Rasya put a hat on Nadia's head. "There is a small hut that Mang Dudung used to fishing there," he said.

"There's a bait already?" nadia asked while taking a small sling bag from inside her backpack and wearing the bag.

"So already bought all the time in the fishing shop, later if less can use moss or small worms, we look at the edge of the lake," answered Rasya.

Rasya stood up and extended his hand to Nadia to help her up, "Yuk!" bring him.

Nadia welcomed the hand and stood up. Rasya carried a large plastic bag containing fishing gear, while Nadia picked up a 1500-milliliter bottle of mineral water and a few snacks stuffed into a plastic bag. They stepped hand in hand down the path leading towards the lake.

There is a small hut about 15 meters from the lake. To go to the small hut there is a bridge made of woven bamboo that connects.

Nadia took off her shoes and sat down with her legs dangling into the lake water. While Rasya squatted assembling his fishing rod.

"You want to wear this joran?" ask Rasya who has finished assembling the selection of Nadia.

"Yes, sir, this one's lighter. If you choose seems too heavy for me," replied Nadia received the fishing rod.

After putting the bait on the hook, Nadia started throwing the hook into the middle of the lake while holding the handle of the fishing rod. However, suddenly the phone inside his sling bag rang. Nadia opened her bag with her right hand while her left hand was still holding the base of the net.

Nadia checked her phone, K2ng's name on it, it was her brother's contact name.

"Assalamu'alaikum," Nadia said as the call timer began to run.

"...."

"...."

"Said chat aja, here away from the tower. Kakang's voice was broken as a kayak swaying the dangdut singer. kikik .." he cried again while laughing amusedly with his own words.

"...."

"Take the kang ah. Matiin aja deh," grumbled Nadia who immediately pressed the icon in red.

Not long after that, a chat notification appeared. A moment Nadia replied to a WhatsApp chat with her sister then put her phone back in her sling bag. Suddenly the fishing line twitched a strike sign.

"Dapette! dapet! dapet, Sir! Horeee ..." cried Nadia in excitement.

When he pulls the fishing rod and rolls the strings while screaming in excitement, the tip of the fishing rod is curved and ....

"Yeah .. break up. Not getting a big fish," he complained disappointed.

"Mahaha ...." Rasya laughed when he saw his girlfriend disappointed. "Actually it's too small, Asa. Or maybe because you have cut off your sister's phone unilaterally, so the strings are broken," he said meledek. Nadia just throbbed.

Rasya tucked his fishing rod between the bamboo webbing cavities of the floor of the hut so that the fishing rod does not fall into the lake. Then take over Nadia's fishing rod and replace it with a new string.

Nadia had just realized that the net bag that was still empty was now dipped in water and the rope was tied to the pole of the hut. He lifted the net, his eyes wide to see the contents.

"God willing, the Father has got three tails, big again," he exclaimed in disbelief. Rasya just smiled proudly. "Bapa used to go fishing, huh? Do you have time to fish?" tanyakanya.

"Just fishing here with Mang Dudung" Rasya replied casually.

"Mother comes here often?" ask Nadia again.

"If it's a holiday again" Rasya said.

"Oi ... Looks like this lake does not need to be overhauled, sir, so the effect is still natural. We only need to make the garden around it so that it is pleasing to the eye" said Nadia.

"I also have such a plan" Rasya said. "This is the joran you've made, or want to replace a bigger so strong?" bargained for.

"That's all, sir." Nadia received her fishing rod which had been replaced by a string and hook by Rasya.

It was not long before Nadhif arrived at the site on his motorbike crossing the road near the lake and in his bonnet a teenage girl perched hugging him affectionately.

Nadia frowned in wonder. "That's kang Nadhif kok same chick, another friendly hug. How I feel like I've seen that girl, yes" he said guessing.

"Who?" asked Rasya.

"That girl is like Om Ardi's son. Aghni's sister Tania, who we saw at that time at ARD's Corp's anniversary event where Kang Nadhif worked, sir. Do you remember not?" Nadia explained.

"Oo, Agni. Is that Rayan's ex-fiancee?" tymphal Rasya.

"Ah yes. She's Mas Rayan's ex-fiancee, I forgot, '" said Nadia patting her forehead.

"Where might Aghni want to go to a place like this?" ask Rasya.

"Where might he want to be with Kang Nadhif. Same handsome Mas Rayan and tajir twisting twisting twisting he did not want, let alone the same Kang Nadhif who is only a laborer in one of his papa's shops." Nadia.

"If it's a love affair, Asa. Love does not look at the level of impiety - twisting someone, or twisting someone's twists," said Rasya who then smiled amusedly with his own words.

"Hahaha, I just heard such poetic words huh. Well, if you want to pee here where are ya, sir?" nadia could not help but laugh.

"In the hut there is a small hole and a bucket to take water. Do you really want to pee here?" ask Rasya to make sure.

"Not be a dech" said Nadia meralat.

"Rame is really here, I think a lot of people," said Nadhif who suddenly was among them.

"Don, Kang Nadhif. What's he carrying?" nadia asked the brother.

"The back carries the ice under the tree, but the legs do not carry the bowl" replied Nadhif.

"Asik ... Who were you the same brother? How do I know that girl" asked Nadia again.

"He is sitting under a tree, you are alone. Here let the fishing leg," replied Nadhif asking for a joran held by Nadia.