He's Not The Best
84. Yes Well-deserved

 Yes Well-deserved

After activating the phone, Winsi put the phone back in her bag.

Nafadi wondered why the child was not behaving like a teenager who usually could not escape from a mobile phone, even he had to be reminded by his father and mother, who was not a teenager, to enable them to easily communicate. The man thought it was possible that since Winsi came to his house, the boy had not told his parents.

Nafadi shook his head then said, “If having that item put to good use don't be selfish just for avoiding someone you ignore someone else.

“Good, Mas!” Winsi only bothers although in fact he is very reluctant to relate to the flat object. For him everything on the phone is very tempting so if you continue to enjoy what is in it then, he will ignore work or other activities.

Winsi back to follow the steps of Nafadi, they entered into a village office in Ngupasan Village, Ngupasan Village, to ask a few things about the state of a plot of land belonging to Runa that had been neglected more than 20 years ago. The land is located in Kauman Village, a beautiful village located south of Malioboro and north of Yogyakarta Palace, bordering Kyai Haji Ahmad Dahlan road.

Not to forget Winsi showed Badri's gift documents that she now has. The village officials who examined the contents of the document were immediately amazed, how could the document still have people who have documents so complete even though, the land has now become a bush, he said, which is not taken care of even the people around him do not know who the owner is.

The apparatus showed it to several other comrades including the village chief and, they finally understood that the person who had the document was not an arbitrary person because the document included data on the cause of the fire that had been forgotten by many people. News about the fire incident caused by an electrical short circuit, how many victims and how many losses there were.

No one can investigate a problem for decades except, people who have influence and ability.

In essence the document explains that the abandoned land is, in fact, the property of the person carrying the document. There is written the evidence clearly, including the genealogy of the landowner so that the Province can claim the land easily. Even sure there will be no dispute to get it.

Armed with documents that then Winsi can get his rights back. He was able to take care of the land certificate again by means of a re-renewal because of the certificate and, all the important letters about the land had previously been charred in flames.

After getting the desired information, the two men went to the location of the land sought, escorted by one of the local village officials, driving Nafadi's car.

“So, this is the ground, sir?” Ask when you get to the location. They got out of the car at the same time.

“Ya!”  sahut the apparatus, then, he explained that the state of the village and its surroundings has changed a lot, not like before. He gave such a statement because he knew that Winsi was not someone who was born in that village.

“Still passable, right, the land?” the officer said again.

“Ya, passable.” Nafadi and Winsi said simultaneously.

Now the state of the village is so crowded, because it is advancing and the streets are good, the population is dense. Everything was so much better, only the land was left open.

Winsy stared at the land before him gratefully because on the ground, there was only grass and thickets, he did not have to dispute with others, who occupied the land, secretly, as happens mostly on vacant land in various places.

“You sure you want to set up your business here?” tanya Nafadi, after the village officials pamit and leave.

 Winsi nodded.

“About what business fits here, Mas?”

Hearing that question Nafadi smiled then, he again asked, “What do you want what business, the business is better if it suits your fashion, it will definitely fit, wherever it is!”

“Perhaps food culinary business, which many people need such as rice stalls for example.”

“Hmm ... That's good as well you've had experience before, isn't it?”

“Ya.”

“Although you do not set up a business here is also not a problem, you can build a house .. just ask your father to wake up the house if you really like this place.”

“No, I will not hang my life, Dad has been very kind to me all this time.”

“What's wrong? after all, his property and money will not run out if it only wakes you up a plot of the house?”

“Ha yes mas Adi true.”

“If you don't just ask your husband later, be done, right?”

As Ningsih spoke, her memories returned to her bad past as if spinning in her brain. He has been touched by a man until he is not holy. Moreover, the marriage between his mother and father was bad so he was afraid that if he married, he would experience what his mother experienced.

“Why, isn't getting married sunnah?”

“Yes, I don't want to, no man wants to be with a woman like me, Mas!”

“What are you why?”

Vinsi is silent she is unlikely to tell the past and be traumatized, to marry Nafadi the person she just knew.

Indeed, the Arkan family trusted Nafadi very much, even considering him like a brother, but for Winsi, the man was still someone else who did not need to know about his life.

“Yes ... Indeed, there is a person who has a past less fortunate to continue to be traumatized and, usually do not want to do this and that . but, such a reason is actually not good, actually not good, it could deter people from carrying out worship that is more beneficial to their lives.”

Winsi looked at Nafadi while furrowing his brows, already several times the man spoke as if he knew about his past. Therefore, Winsi will immediately contact Arkan to ascertain whether Arkan said all about his past life. He doesn't like it when his father, who he trusts, says bad things to others.

“Come! We go home, now it's hotter, mending us nyari ice shop or lunch!”

“oke!”

 The two men immediately boarded the car and Nafadi drove him towards the city looking for a restaurant they could enjoy together. The man ran his vehicle at a moderate speed until later, he stopped his car right in the courtyard of a simple but clean and nice restaurant.

“It looks like the food here is delicious.” Winsi said while removing her seatbelt then dropped off. Followed by Nafadi.

Nafadi nodded as he said, “Indeed, this is one of the restaurants that provide typical food Jogjakarta at an affordable price but delicious.”

“Mas Adi often eat here?”

“Rarely, just a few times the same friends, let alone away from home .. from the office also.”

“Oh.”

While talking, they were already sitting on empty seats among several other seats that were already filled with restaurant customers. They then order food according to taste and desire then, keep chatting while waiting for their order to come.

After their order came and the waiter served the food, they thanked him then, enjoyed it. Winsi commented on some of the food and he could make a recommendation for the next restaurant business.

Meanwhile at the table next door, where they were enjoying the food, there was someone who was secretly stealing glances at Provins. Every now and then he saw the girl's face fixed, then looked back at her phone screen many times.

“If you really want to have a restaurant business why don't you continue your Dad's business?” Nafadi asked while drinking water from his glass.

Winsi looked up to see Nafadi at a glance then, swallowed the food in his mouth and said, “I just want to use the mother's land, that's it.”

“So, it doesn't have to be a restaurant right?”

Not yet Winsi answered Nafadi's question, the phone in his bag reads.

This is one of the things that he does not like when activating a mobile phone because the flat object, always sounds does not know the time, atmosphere and place.

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