Why Should I ?
feasts

"So Kinan took Allena and Kevin away ?"

Rama was quite surprised to hear the story that Nadhira told. Abbas is not a wealthy man and he is not a native of Surabaya. It is possible that Abbas took Kinanti and her two children to his homeland.

"Yes yeah. Said Aunt Lina they left yesterday."

"Good." chirped Nurin, who suddenly emerged from the kitchen carrying a fresh juice and cake.

"Already, do not need to be too thought of, later also if you have earned sure Kinan will find you." Nurin was very sure. Kinanti is indeed very crazy treasure, he also chose to divorce because he felt less with the income that Rama gave. He was also so enthusiastic and suddenly changed well when Nadira said he passed the selection and would leave for Japan. However, even though Nadhira was aware and very knowledgeable with Kinan's attitude, but only his heart ached when Nurin vilified Kinanti.

"O, yeah, auntie made that cake. Cobain dong !" Nurin switched the conversation. The silence was suddenly gripping in taste because he was wrong in speaking. Nadhira hinted at his dislike of the accusations he deliberately presented to Kinanti. Matre women, and crazy possessions that usually only make a lot of people dizzy.

"Tante jago cook cake now yes. "sahut Nadira no less sumringah. He tried to forget, trying to make peace with all the stories that always did not side with him. The twists and turns of life force his brain and heart to work hard. Even from his early age.

Peaceful, is the right choice and accepting and grateful has become the most correct thing to deal with the complexity that I am facing. - Nadhira.

""It's delicious loh aunt, why don't you try to sell it." praise Nadhira after enjoying a bite after a bite of a piece of cake in his hand.

"Ah you, say good too must be because in front of aunty aja."

"Ih Aunt, seriously. It's really good pol." continued Nadira continues to praise. "Cobain is well ! "

Rama according to him. He took a piece of cake, then bit it. As if not believing, Rama tried to enjoy, bit him again, until a piece of the cake disappeared from his hand.

"Can you add 'em ?" rama's Goda on Nurin. The expression on Rama's face drew the laughter of the two women. They chuckle, joking cheerfully until a little forgotten by passing on an emotionally draining matter.

"Doain Nadira is a success. Later if Nadhira already have money, we make a cake shop with aunty recipe. Must be a sell-out." Nadhira smiled in hope. His dreams are high and too beautiful. Not just for himself, but for everyone he loves.

"Tante sure, Dira must have been a success. So do not be sad, if Dira again feels the world is not fair, Dira just pray. Who knows, God granted a prayer when Nadira again felt devastated. " Nurin has never been this deep in giving advice to Nadhira. He also never showed more attention to Nadhira, but this time, through his long sentences, he showed how deep his affection for Nadira was.

"Dad is also very sure, big brother can definitely succeed." Rama rubbed gently on Nadhira's head.

They clasped each other, casting supportive gazes and strong ambitions.

yes, I can ! I can be successful ! Dad is the first person I will uphold his dignity when I succeed. I promise you. - Nadhira.

Before deciding to return home, Nadhira took the time to make an appointment with his little friends. They blend in to separate. Partying small to let go of longing, before finally completely separating to continue each other's lives. To become a better human being. To mature, and plunge into the real realm of life.

Nadhira took a slow step in the cafe courtyard, where he and his friends made an appointment. On the terrace, at the very end there seem to be some friends who have been present. They looked graceful, and beautiful clad in luxurious dresses that were very matching. While the men, no less cool, and look neat and elegant. Nadhira silently stared at himself.

"Do I deserve to be with them ?" nadhira pilu. He looked down, hiding the sadness of not being able to line up with his friends. What he feared the most was bullying, and rejection because he came up with an ordinary appearance.

Nadhira took a few steps back and turned around and intended to go home. Don't want to ruin the party Ghea, her classmate had. Yes, this meeting is the plan of Ghea, the most famous and super beautiful child according to Nadhira. He who has taken pains to prepare everything, from gathering all the friends, to the place and time of Ghea is the one who governs.

brugg

Nadhira grimaced in pain. He fell down because his body hit something hard.

"If the way, his eyes are used to see ! " Snapped at a man in a luxurious jaz suit in front of him.

Nadhira just realized that he had just hit someone's body. He fell down because the man's body was bigger than his.

"I-I'm sorry Brother, I didn't accidentally." Nadhira pleaded with a stern voice.