
After dinner, Pradipta entered the room. The conversation with his family was quite tickling his heart. There was a sense of warmth that he could not translate in words. Seeing it, there appeared a beautiful flower that did not even feel when introducing Juli to her family. Pradipta also knows, sometimes July is uncomfortable when joining his family. This sometimes makes Pradipta hesitant to marry Juli. But deciding July is not an easy thing either.
Pradipta tried to call Nara. In addition to Pradipta began to miss the beautiful and sexy girl, she also panataran whether Nara meant her family was really Naranya. Her name? Pradipta smiled and felt warm with that title. He also knew it was just his thing.
“Halo,” sounds a soft voice that makes Pradipta a little tiptoed. Somehow Pradipta felt familiar with this soft voice. Her hair bristles to realize who is imagined to have the same voice as Nara. Yes, Pradipta remembers this suiara as the voice of Nada. However, Pradipta tried to pull over.
“Eh, hello. This is Mas Pradipta?” The soft voice had slightly changed intonation to Nara's voice, making Pradipta think that he was hallucinating, remembering his late wife. Back fur kuduk Pradipta bristling.
“Hai Nara, Yes it's me Pradipta. How are you?” Pradipta.
“Oh, fine. What's the matter, you call tonight?” ask Nara.
“Must not yes I called at this hour,” asked Pradipta.
“Aneh anyway. What's wrong mas?” Ask Nara again.
“It's okay, just want to hear your voice. Oh yeah, what are you doing?” answer Pradipta
try relax.
“Ehm, is ready to be ready for tomorrow's photo shoot then sleep mas,” said Nara.
“So that afternoon you made putu mayang cake? Can you cook and make cakes?” ask Pradipta
working from Papa and why Nada enjoys cooking. Pradipta again shook his head trying to brush off his memories on Nada.
“Eh but by the way Kok mas Pradipta know this day I made putu mayang?” ask Nara again.
“Ya know dong. I heard you just moved in near my house. The white house you visited was my home” Pradipta said.
“Hah? Any timing? Meaning Mrs Henky's house?” nara sounded surprised.
“Yes, Henky's Father and Mother were my father and mother. I ate your mayang cake. But only one remains. Very nice Nara,” praise Pradipta.
“Totally? How coincidental! How did this happen? Wow, Amazing..” Nara replied at the end there in a voice of amazement. It seems that Nara did not think that the house she had visited was the house of Pradipta. The man smiled happily. She is now close to Nara and there is always a reason to accidentally meet her.
“Iya, cool yes. Looks like we were destined to be together,” said Pradipta.
“What?” nara asked as if she had not heard what Pradipta had said.
“Ah no, I just said It's cool, because it turns out we are neighbors,” said Pradipta.
“Ohhh, yes, we accidentally neighbors like this,” said Nara. Then they talked at length. They spent 30 minutes talking on the phone. Nara tried to break off their conversation.
“Nara, briefly. Before it closes I want to talk. I know we have a dinner appointment this weekend. But since we're neighbors, can I meet you?” ask Pradipta.