Titian Love Nadia
Go Leave You

In the afternoon Nadia was escorted by Mr. Supri, leaving to pick up Rasya at Soekarno-Hatta Cengkareng Airport. Nadia was shocked when she met her husband who was tangled and coiled.

"Having filled the seminar kok kayak finished building porters anyway, Mas," chirped Nadia

Rasya just glanced at his wife not interested in replying to Nadia's joke. Until they got home, Rasya was more silent.

"Mas why the hell? Just silence from then on. Not the same as Nanad?" nadia chirped when they were in the room.

"Mas tired, honey. Last afternoon the residence of Bu Lek Milarsih did not meet. The call was not picked up," Rasya replied, throwing his ass on the sofa. "It turns out Mbah Kakung House was evicted for the construction of the Solo-Jogja toll highway," he added.

"Why don't you ask mom? I already know about it" Nadia said.

"So you already know that Miss Lek Milarsih has moved?" ask Rasya to make sure.

"Yes, yesterday had a story like that" replied Nadia.

"Alas, Mr. Tomi never told the same story. Kan Mas says he's Miss Lek Milarsih's son, maybe he knows" Nadia said.

"Tomi hasn't been back to Klaten in a long time, dear," Rasya said. "Bath first yes, already this hot," he said.

Rasya immediately went into the bathroom. Nadia is preparing a change of clothes for her husband. Next he went downstairs to the kitchen to help Nina cook the dinner menu.

"Mas Rasya has gone home, huh, Ms Nanad?" asked Nina who was peeling onions realized Nadia came to the kitchen.

"Yes, Sister Nina. Take a bath again" said Nadia. "What can I do for you, Ma'am?" continues asking.

"Please peel the oyong continues to be sliced yes, Ms. Nanad. Just take the spinach as well," Pinta Nina answered Nadia's question.

"Ready, Miss Nina!" sahut Nadia steady.

Nina will make a dinner menu in the form of vegetables oyong plus spinach and chicken geprek. For family members who can not eat spicy food can eat chicken soy sauce. After all was finished and ready to be served, Nadia returned to her room to bathe because soon the azaan maghrib will reverberate calling the servants of God to come to visit His house.

The sun was sinking into his dispute. The lanterns began to light up the darkness. In the sky there is a bright twilight sky on the horizon. Sriti birds fly in droves to return to the nest.

Nadia and Rasya perform maghrib prayer together in their room. Nadia kissed the back of her husband's hand shortly after Rasya finished chanting do'a. Rasya also automatically kissed his wife's forehead.

There was a strange sense lodged in Nadia's mind paying attention to Rasya's attitude since he came home from Solo. The man who had officially become her husband was now more silent, no words came out of his lips just to joke. What's wrong with her husband? What he had to do with Bu Lek Milarsih was so important that he seemed so disappointed that he could not find a place to live for his mother's younger brother.

"Mas seems tired. Would the dinner be taken to the room or below?" tanya Nadia offered.

Nadia took off her face, then hung it back into the hanging cabinet.

"Below, honey. There is something that I want to talk to you, Mom and Dad" Rasya replied with a flat face.

"All right, I'm down first, Mom. Want to help Sister Nina nyiapin dining table," said Nadia who is only possessed by Rasya.

After Nadia went missing behind the door, Rasya threw his butt on the sofa. He seemed to be kneading his temple slowly over and over again.

"How did Nadia respond to me after she found out who Raka really was?" ask him to yourself. "Maybe he will feel lied to, even though I completely forgot about it. I want to erase all the memories with Kania" he said.

Downstairs in the dining room. Nadia, Ms. Nastiti and Mr. Baskoro are ready to eat dinner.

"Kas Rasya hasn't come down yet, Nad?" ask Miss Nastiti about her daughter-in-law.

"No idea, Mom. Maybe he still achieves. But he said he wanted to eat here" replied Nadia.

"O, you just wait here, let the mother call," said Mrs Nastiti.

He left the dining room up the stairs to the second floor, to his son's room. Ms. Nastiti's plan opened the door to her eldest son's room. In his eyes was Rasya who was slumped and lethargic.

"See, let's eat, son. It's been waiting for your father and wife in the dining room." Ms. Nastiti invites Rasya to eat.

"Why did you hide Raka from Rasya, Mom?" Rasya even asked the mother regardless of her invitation.

Miss Nastiti is sitting down. "Mothers of the time just thought they didn't want to sacrifice your education, son. Kania is also married again, right?" sahut Bu Nastiti's.

"His husband Kania is now just a building porters whose work is not certain, Mom. Raka did not go to school because they could not afford to pay for school until High School" Rasya said.

"Take Raka stay here, enroll her to the best school. However, he is still a descendant of the Baskoro family, the high school period alone did not graduate" said Bu Nastiti.

"Rasya has spoken to Kania and Kania agrees, Mom. The problem now is how does Rasya convey to Nadia who Raka really is?" rasha was frustrated.

"Why should you be confused? Just tell him that he's your real son, doesn't he already know you're a widower? He still loves you, even though he already knows that you are a widower and you are 14 years old?" Cetus Bu Nastiti's.

"He knows that even though I'm a widower I'm still a virgin, ma'am. I always said I was a virgin, because Celine and I never had sex. I completely forgot what happened between me and Kania, Mom. Because I had forgotten about it" Rasya said.

"Mom sure everything will be fine if he really loves you. Don't you also accept the lack? Even though that time you knew he was barren by the doctor, you still accepted it. Rest assured, he can definitely forgive you," said Ms. Nastiti. "Let's get down!" he pulled the arm of his eldest son.

Nadia took a plate, filled it with rice, vegetables and soy sauce chicken, then placed it in front of Rasya. They enjoyed the meal in silence.

"I want to say something to you, sir, Bu and you Nanad" Rasya said with the courage he had gathered after finishing a plate of rice.

Their views focused on Rasya. "Last afternoon I met Kania, my ex-boyfriend from High School. Her first child has graduated Junior High School, but Kania said she was unable to send her to high school because her husband is now only a building porters. I want to ask permission for you to take the child to stay in this house and enroll in High School" Rasya said.

"Father no objection, but you now have Nadia as your wife. So the father is up to Nadia only," said Pak Baskoro.

"Mother doesn't mind either" said Ms. Nastiti.

"I don't have a problem either, this house is not mine. And the money to finance his school later is also not mine, Mas. So yes it is up to Mas Rasya. Provided there is no longer a relationship between Mas Rasya and his mother the child, Mbak Kania," said Nadia.

"All right, that means you've all allowed it. Tomorrow morning I will ask Raka to come to Jakarta," concluded Rasya.

"Raka?" nadia asked who seemed to catch something from the arrangement of the name of the child, but she was quiet in the heart.

"Yes, why, honey?" Rasya turned to ask Nadia.

"It's okay, Mom," said Nadia quickly

'Later in the room, I will ask the same Mas Rasya, ' Nadia's inner self.

Nadia patched up the dirty dishes and other cutlery and took them to the kitchen. He put it in the sink and went back to the dining room, where no one was sitting. Nadia went upstairs to Rasya's room.

There was nothing in Rasya's room either. Nadia opened the door that was connected to her husband's office. The man now appears to be sitting in his swivel chair with his face face face face down on the table.

Nadia stepped slowly, approaching her husband, twitching her shoulders and nape. "Mas why? Still tired?" tanyakanya.

Rasya raised his head. "Sit, Honey!" the door pointed to the chair in front of him.

Nadia sat down. However, it seemed that he could no longer stem his curiosity. "Mas, who is Raka really?" tanyakanya.

"He's Kania's son, honey. Senior High School Friends first. Didn't you say that?" Answer Rasya.

"Who's father?" Ask Nadia again.

"The name of his father is Sugiharto" answered Rasya again.

"That's the name of his biological father? Why do I catch that Raka's name is an abbreviation of Rasya and Kania huh, Mas?" cecar Nadia cynical.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence, honey," elak Rasya.

"Why does Mas not want to be honest with Nanad, or maybe Mas still harbors the same feelings of love he is Raka's mother?" nadia Urge.

Rasya also immediately clasped Nadia's hand. "Oath to Allah, dear Nanad. Right now in Mas Rasya's heart is just filled with you," he said. "Well, I'll tell you the bad memories that you've been throwing away all this time." Rasya added.

After hearing the graduation announcement, Rasya and friends scribble their clothes with spray paint. Next they convoyed around the highway. But it was different with Rasya and his three friends. They prefer a party at one of his friends' houses.

They only consist of 4 young people, Rasya and Kania, and 2 more young people are also lovers.

While enjoying the celebration, it turns out that Rasya's male friend nagged it by inserting a peeled and sliced amethyst into a mixture of fruit slices. Moments after enjoying the celebration, Rasya became lost consciousness like a drunk, until they did something forbidden by religion.

"For God's sake, dear. Mas only did one time and that was because Mas was in a state of loss of consciousness. One month later Kania was forced to marry a man of her father's choice" Rasya said. "It's now up to whatever your judgment is against, Mas. Provided do not ask for separation," he said resigned.

"Mas, it looks like we need at least 3 more days to separate, I want to calm down" Nadia asked.

He immediately stood up and stepped out towards their room through the door. Nadia took her backpack and put some of her college books in it. Then he grabbed his phone, typed and scrolled for a while. Rasya.

"I've booked a taxi online in a moment. I want to stay at Rumi's house" said Nadia to Rasya.

"Nad, Nad, don't go, honey! Mas still misses you, "pinta Rasya frustratedly grabbed Nadia's arm.

However, Nadia immediately brushed him off regardless of the whining of her husband. In a hurry he carried his backpack out of the room down the stairs, then immediately out of the house.

"Basic impostors! All men are the same!" objurgation.

Her name is different, Nad. 😂😂😂

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