Why should he?
Chapter.24 Go back to the village

Today Malik and his family and Nisa will leave for Malahati village, a village located next to the village of blooming saris, although not to return to his hometown, Malahati, even in Malahati village he will still meet Yudi, the person he has been avoiding.

Nisa's cousin is getting married to Yudi's cousin, the son of Miss Santi's younger sister.

The journey that took for approximately 3 hours made Nisa not calm, if only she could avoid moments like this, of course she would not come, he would not come, but fate still brings them together, it is unexpected that even his cousin's brother even got the mate of cousin Yudi.

Gibran turned to his cousin who did not sleep at all, while his older brother Fauzi and his wife were asleep in the back bench, as well as his father and mother, only Nisa ya g still looks riled up.

POV Nisa's

“Nis.. why?” ask brother Gibran to me, maybe he saw me not calm and a little restless, his article since from the house pakde Malik my eyes can not be invited to rest at all.

“Nothing sis,” answered me , I glanced at her at a glance, then turned my gaze outside the car window. It's been 2 years since I went back, and now I have to go home and meet the person who hurt me the most in my life, the pain still feels, even though the wound is dry, the pain is still painful, but the marks are still there.

“Don't lie to me, you're nervous or why?” ask again, indeed fellow people who have experienced the same thing, of course Gibran already can guess the contents of my heart clearly.

“Mas want me honest or??”

“Yes to be honest, I know what you are feeling, so do not try to cover it.” concluded again.

I bit my lower lip, actually I was reluctant to say it, but Gibran knew all about my story, so why should I pretend to be ordinary.

“Actually I am not ready to meet mas Yudi mas!” I said in the end.

“You are calm. there is a mas. he will not be able to disturb you.”

his face alone, it feels like my heart hurts so much mas. how about I meet directly, even though it has been two years, but the wound is still imprinted until now!” maas Gibran was silent, maybe he was thinking about how to calm me down.

“You are calm yes.. For sure he will not dare to whip with you, we'll see later!” he answered with complete confidence, no matter what makes Gibran convinced, but at least I still have the strength of my cousin's brother, there are Gibran mas and also mas Fauzi, should I feel calm.

Arriving there, Pakde Warno, Mother and Grandpa had welcomed us, a smile on my mother's face saw me coming. Bik Rana was also there, because indeed he was our distant brother, if there really was a big event like this, he would definitely come.

“Yeah Nis.. since in your city more beautiful yes.” praise Bik Rana .

“Maybe the same city water different villages Bik. proof now Nisa more white clean skin, her face also added glowing.. many city guys who want to make your decetin, right?” added Bowo mas who followed the sound praising me.

“Bibik mas Bowo can be aja, I am ordinary really.”

This is also one of the things that makes me lazy to return, not not not to miss. but better to stay away from the mouths of people who are narrow-minded and not open.

“Hush! already Ran.. this they are still tired loh, just came from the city.let them enter first,” sela bude Lilis wife of pakde Warno.

“Iya sorry mbak.. used up I miss Nisa, anyways you why the hell did Nis never come home? every eid ul-Fitr you always aja lebaran in the city, do you not miss the same beloved village you?” said Bik Rana again.

“Kangen lah bik, just the same mother grandpa want to spend the night there,”

“You've got a new boyfriend belom Nis..”

“Yeah Bik.. I'm still tired of this loh. ask around aja ya.. I want to take a shower first, sultry about it,” answered I end the chat, I'll take a break, I really feel very tired, but besides that I also as much as possible avoid their questions about the boyfriend or prospective husband, because until now I have not got it, too, I'm still comfortable alone, I'm still young, I'm 21.

“Tomorrow Yudi here loh Nis.. You are ready not to meet him!”

Degh's!

Spontaneously I stopped my steps to enter the room, the words mbak Intan immediately made my heart beat very strongly, I also did not know what was really going on with my body, I did not know, every name mas Yudi is called by others, my heart immediately feels not as usual, not Love.The feelings of love that arise used to be not like this, if I used to hear his name called, if I used to hear his name called, my heart immediately flowered, like thousands of butterflies circling my body.

But now it feels weird, I feel uncomfortable at all.

“Nis...” call mbak Intan.

“Iya mbak?”

“Mbak apologizes yes. not mbak not think about your feelings, but mbak same Anton love each other, sorry can not refuse to Yudi come here!”

“Nothing mbak.. I'm the same Yudi already finished, so do not Maslah he wants to come or enggak.” answered me with confidence.

“But said Anton, until now he still continues to think of you Nis, even his daughters he does not care so much, because he is not sure if it is his son!” I budged, indeed reluctant to answer, I did not want Yudi to misunderstand me.

“Already mbak.. Yudi family affairs, just get to mbak aja, he already has a family, do not involve me again in any of his problems!” my firmness, like his mbak Intan want me to be close again with mas Yudi, or indeed he was told Yudi to convey this, so that I was devastated..

“Mbak just say what you know only Nis, no meaning really!” I concluded the smile of hearing the reply mbak Intan, as I suspected, mbak Intan is Yudi's man, because in the past. she is typical of women who rarely mingle with her cousin, mbak Intan, therefore I am closer to Gibran and Fauzi than to him and his brother Heni.