True Love Never Ends
The Part 18
"Hi, Azhar..."
"Astagfirulah..."
"Heheh..." Nasha just grinned to see him who managed to surprise Azhar who was busy recording something, even so surprised the man to stroke his chest that felt pounding very fast.
"Nasha's? What are you doing here? Want shopping?" ask Azhar. Nasha bit her finger while thinking about the answer to Azhar's question, there's no way she'd admit that her arrival was only to meet Azhar? "Don't bite your finger, Nasha!" assertively Azhar while taking her eyes off Nasha who looks very cute this while biting her finger.
"Eh, sorry." said Nasha and stopped the action.
"Oh yeah, where's my turban?" asked Azhar and immediately Nasha's eyes sparkled, without realizing Azhar had given her the idea of an answer.
"Yes, I'm here to return your turban" Nasha replied.
"Oh yeah? Where's?" ask Azhar again.
"His kayak missed deh" answered Nasha lying while pura looking in her backpack.
"Oh, what's wrong next time" Azhar replied casually.
Then Nasha gave Azhar a plastic bag of bread "Neh, bread for you" Nasha said.
"Think about it, Nasha. I'm full" replied Azhar.
"Well, eat later" Nasha insisted.
"How do you know I'm here?" azhar asked as she accepted the bread "This is Ummi's bread? " murmur Azhar.
"From Ummi Rifa" answered Nasha then he pulled out a rubber chair and immediately sat there "Eh, why does Ummi Rifa know your favorite bread?" muttered Nasha then who just realized that.
"I'm Nasha's son" Azhar replied honestly and Nasha instead laughed at her answer.
"Ummi Rifa also knows my favorite bread, what does it mean that I am also her son? Hehe" said his words that make Azhar no longer know what to say "Oh yeah, I can do it? But no offense"
"What's the?" asked Azhar while tidying up some of the items scattered in her shop.
"What's your last education?"
"Huh?" Azhar immediately turned to Nasha and saw the girl who was eating chocolate and licking her fingers exposed to chocolate "Astagfirullah, could lose all the knowledge I learned during the last year" azhar murmured while stroking her chest and she immediately focused on her work while continuing to mutter Istighfar nonstop.
"What's the reason?" ask Azhar later.
"Yes I can find a better job, than you do this kind of odd job" Nasha said frankly and that again and again made Azhar smile amusedly.
"What do you want me to do?" ask Azhar again.
"Yes depends on your last education" Nasha replied casually.
"S2.." Azhar replied briefly.
"Sd Smp.." exclaimed Nasha who thought Azhar was just joking "I'm serious, Azhar" said Nasha put on a very serious face. Not his offended because Nasha did not believe him that he had finished his S2, Azhar instead laughed amusedly.
"You think?" azhar asked as if asking Nasha to guess her.
"Of course, High School is possible." replied Nasha hesitantly.
"Not that, Azhar. I told you not to be offended" he said scowling. Ah, who offends who's pouting?
"I'm not offended, I'm just asking why do you think I'm just a high school graduate?" azhar asked gently "He's the one who's offended"
"It's because you applied for a job as a shopkeeper" Nasha replied in a low voice. He glanced at Azhar, afraid Azhar was angry. But it turns out that the man seemed to smile amused to make Nasha become misbehaved.
"Yes, miss this topic.." said Nasha then quickly "Oh yeah, why don't you call me?" ask Nasha while mesem mesem.
"Make what?" azhar asked back which made Nasha's smile disappear instantly.
"What the hell" answered Nasha scowled and then she threw her chocolate wrapper into the trash can there "I'll go home first, oh yeah, greetings to your girlfriend" nasha said as she moved from her chair.
"Daughter?" murmured Azhar confused "What do you mean... Nasha's..."
"Malisa..."
Nasha ignored Azhar who kept calling her. He walked towards his car by stomping his feet.
Nasha felt very upset because Azhar told her why she contacted her. Ah, it reminds Nasha how Azhar decided her call back then just because Azhar was talking to her boyfriend.
"Ih, nyebelin.." Nasha grumbled then running her car.
Nasha went to Elin's house, they're not in class today. Sekalian Nasha wants to take Elin to Ummi Rifa's house tonight.
Arriving at Elin's house, Nasha immediately entered without permission what else the entrance was wide open.
Nasha did not find anyone in the house, she went straight up to Elin's room in Elin's room. Without knocking on the door, Nasha instantly opened her and she glared in surprise seeing Elin with a man there.
"Ma... Sorry" Nasha said shut the door again.
While inside, Elin only chuckles at Nasha's reaction. In her room there was Dilan, her boyfriend. But they did nothing but kiss.
"Come, Sha. Safe really" cried Elin while laughing amusedly.
"Well, I'm going home" cried Nasha.
This is not the first time Nasha has seen Elin alone or kissed Dilan. But this is not the first time Nasha has felt ashamed of herself when she sees them doing such a thing. Although in the world of dating it is common.
"Okey, I'll go to your house later" cried Elin again from inside.
"Later in the afternoon, we will go to Ummi Rifa's house. His birthday boy, he said to give thanks" Nasha yelled back from outside, then without waiting for Elin's answer he immediately left the house.
Nasha was driving at a low speed while thinking about herself which seemed to be going through a lot of changes. Nasha could feel her, now she was uncomfortable with open clothes. Not a week has he closed the law. She also felt ashamed of herself seeing Elin alone in her room with a man who was not her husband even they kissed on the bed.
Nasha herself doesn't understand why she's embarrassed? Though it is not Nasha's business, it is up to others to do what. That was their life.
"Right, it's their life. But why do I feel so weird?" mumbling Nasha.
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Tbc...