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“Oma.....?” call Vanessa while looking for the whereabouts of Oma Asih. “Bi? Where are you going?”
“So in the backyard, Mistress. Planting chilli.”
Vanessa nodded. “Still, Bi.”
Before getting out of there, Vanessa took her hat first to cover the heat. He joined Oma who was gardening. “Kok Oma not ngajak anyway?”
“Oma think you're sewing.”
“Udah done kok,” said Vanessa took a hose to water some vegetables that are dry.
They often garden in the afternoon. And since today Gambling is not at home, so Vanessa and Oma feel relaxed for dinner.
“Oma nanam what?”
“That cucumber whose color is ijo all.”
“What's his name?”
“Oma where know, but all the colors are Ijo all, Van.”
“Rawed immunity?”
“No ideng, yes not. Name a cucumber hulk.”
Just as Vanessa laughed, she glanced at Oma Asih at a glance. “Oma, there is an open sewing course loh. Still in this block really, according to Oma how?”
“Om is up to Judi, want to ask for anther is the same Oma?”
Vanessa chuckles softly. “Iya.”
Since being in Indonesia again, Vanessa has been a little bit daring. He was afraid to meet people he had hurt or hurt. Vanessa doesn't hate her past, but she doesn't want to get involved with the people back there.
Although several times Gambling had convinced her, Vanessa still felt the pressure, she still felt unworthy, felt sinful and she deeply regretted it.
“How much is the rate, Van?”
“Fifty thousand one meeting he said.”
“Oh, cheap. What else is there? Oma mah males if kudu follow sewing.”
“Oma males? Yaudah no papa, later delivered by the same driver who is a girl what is her name?”
“Minah? Do not deh, later Oma allegedly not take care of you, later Oma ration cut dong?”
“No, Oma.”
“First we survey first place yes, so later can report the same Judi.”
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Right now, Judi was resting quietly hoping that nothing would bother him. Until he realized that he had not informed his wife back.
The last message was last night when I was going to sleep.
When checking the phone, there were some messages there, and it was sent by Vanessa last night.
Boss💜 Wife : rest, Mas. Don't skirt nyampe late at night.
Boss💜 Wife: Have you slept well?
Boss💜's wife: Okay, good night my husband. I Love U's.
Just reading it made Judi smile, he tried to contact his wife, but was not picked up.
And it made Judi wonder, he immediately called Oma.
“Hallo, Assalamualaikum Oma?”
“Waalaikum greetings, why?”
“Vanessa where are you? How to call not lift?”
“Against the bathroom maybe. Some have just left, a phone call. He said you were staying up late, rest aja.”
“Not that, Oma, I was ka...”
“Nah right.. look who misses his wife.”
Judi cleared her throat, she did not want to be considered her heavy longing self. “No, I'm an initiative, definitely Vanessa kangen. Eat it I call.”
“Cieee...”
“Not that, Oma.”
“Ciee..”.
“Oma.”
“Cie..”.
“Udah ah, Assalamualaikum.”
“Waalaikum greetings.. cie..”.
Judi immediately hung up the phone, she pursed her lips. He did not want himself to look homesick, so an idea popped into his head. The gambler takes a picture of himself and is sent to his wife. Hoping to see that, Vanessa will miss him even more and he's the one who called first.
To : Boss💜 Wife
07.44: No kangeen, Yank?
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TO BE CONTINUE