LET'S DIVORCE!
'new' neighbor'?

"Hey," the white-shirted man waved his hand in front of Kelana's face without letting out his smile in the slightest, as he made his voice once again Kelana frantically rewinded his body away until it accidentally hit the gate and produced a loud sound from the friction of iron.

"Gee!" Nana jumped in shock when the man's body suddenly was right in front of her, plus the loud sound of her back hitting the fence made Nana almost topple over and drop the cake box that she no longer realized was on top of her palm.

Before Nana's body fell shamefully the man with the dust-smelling body stretched out both his hands, next to him to support the cake box with Nana's hand and the other one pulled a free hand Nana to punch her in the chest, "Be careful."

"AHEM!!"

The obviously contrived silence made Kelana and the man turn, just above the guardrail, Nana could see Papa with a paintbrush while staring at the two full of inquires, "Not yet smug!!"

"God!" Nana who was reprimanded like that was of course immediately upset, she pushed the chest of the man who supported her back until she fell a few steps, when she realized the man's hand was supporting the cake box under her hand, Nana pulled her hand until they no longer touched a single bit.

Just now Nana wants to nag her Papa, but when she looks up again towards the guardrail of the man's house and her own house Nana has found the existence of Papa has vanished like a ghost swept away by the sun, he was forced to swallow his scolding raw and vent after arriving home.

"Aren't you pa-pa?" once again the masculine voice was rippling in Nana's ears, the effect Nana had as if she had just been whispered by a subtle creature, the man's tone of voice that was too low made Nana's hair stand up unnoticed.

"No thanks" said Nana Cuek, then held out the box of cookies in her hand with a face not sincere, "I am not the one who loves, from Mama and forced to intercede Papa."

The man smiled once more, the reaction was, Lord ... Nana subconsciously bit her inner lips to refrain from smiling, "Oh, huh? Say thank you to Aunt Mentari and Om Sutopo, yes? Thanks to you too, Kelana."

Journeyer

Kelena ....

Jeez, it looks like Nana is already insane, just when the man mentioned his name while looking into his eyes with a sweet smile Nana felt like losing all of her head and her body was looking at her. What kind of abnormal reaction had happened to her?

"Lo ..." There was a tremor in her voice, Nana pointed at the handsome face of the man before her with a clueless look, "or my name from where?"

"I'm Nagara, Nagara Alfian."

Dahi Nana frowned when the man introduced himself instead of answering the question he was asking, "Gue don't ask your name, I ask you where my name is from?"

The man, Nagara, was silent for a moment, for a moment he looked at Nana with a gaze that Nana did not understand at all. Then he soon returned to smiling, "From Om, he was here this morning."

"You're kind of calling om-om."

"Indeed Kelana's familiar, not a familiar snob."

"Yes, you're cut off! I'm back."

"Kelana." when Nana turned around and almost stepped away, Nagara's rough hand again wrapped around Nana's wrist and pulled her closer.

"Om telling me you have to help me clean up."

"Well?!" Nana belik not accept, again threw Nagara's hand checks, then with emotion soaring the woman turned, "Who Lo until I have to help you?!"

"Me?" innocently Nagara pointed at her own chest with a plain face, "Nagara."

"I know you!!" Nana clenched her emotional teeth, is it a natural law that seems good her brain is a bit turned or what?

"I mean you're not my husband that I should help clean up the house, Mr. Nagaraaa!!!"

Nana's getting emotional, it's still morning but she's been frustrated twice, Papa and Nagara there's a best combo to mess up her mentality, "We're actually talking about what, anyway?!"

"Om telling me, if you don't help me, you can't go in the house."

"KOK NGATUR?!"

"Let's go in," asked Nagara again to hold Nana's pajama-obstructed arm, "Your skin is sensitive right? The sun is getting high."

"Do you know anything about me anyway?" Nana is still protesting, but her feet inevitably step into the neighborhood of Nagara's house which—YA LORD!!!

It felt as if Nana's jaw was about to fall, when she saw the magnificent two-story house whose walls were almost predominately crawled with green foliage, frantically pulling her hand in the ring of Nagara's fingers."

"Please! Crazy, this isn't a haunted house! It's a wilderness!"

Not wanting to be helped again, Nagara tightened her grip on Nana's arm and looked at the woman who was a few steps behind her for a moment, "Gak pa-pa. It's safe here, I guarantee you."

"Ih, gamauuu, I don't want to!! What if there are venomous animals in the bushes it is Nagara! I'm just a normal human being who can die on a snake's stake!"

"Kelana." this time Nagara completely turned around, in front of the main door of her house that was still dusty, she grabbed both of Nana's shoulders, asking the woman to look her in the eyes, asking her, then with a serious look he said, "You will not die, trust me. I'm right here."

As if hypnotized, Nana feels protected just by seeing how Nagara looks into her eyes and presses her shoulders not too hard, and when Nagara opens the door of her house, Nagara, Nana subconsciously followed the steps of her new neighbor until Nagara told her to sit on the sofa, Nana according to her.

Crazy, how could a stubborn and anti-arranged woman like Nana lose control of herself?

"Kelana," Nagara called her name once when she did not get a response when Nagara asked her what kind of drink she wanted.

"Sin."

"Hey." Nagara touched Nana's shoulder from the side, then like a physicist practicing high-voltage electric currents, Nana's body jumped, the woman almost jumped from her seat.

"What do you want to drink, Kelana?" ask Nagara with all her patience.

"Can you stop calling my name, can you?!" this time Nana protested loudly, staring at Nagara who was standing towered beside her, "Lo shaman right? Ngaku! You must be using Papa to make me enter the house you want to abuse me, right? Aye, right?!"

"Hush!" Instead of pinning Nana's head as Papa used to do when he heard all the crazy thoughts coming out of Nana's head, Nagara instead hissed warning Nana while rubbing Nana's head gently.

"Your brains are all criminal, aren't they?"

"Lo the stranger I don't know who! It's only natural that I suspect the same motion lo gerik, yes!"

Stranger

Outlandish

Don't know who

Actually, without Nana knowing, in her chest Nagara's heart throbbed pain, her eyes could emit a friendly gaze, she said, but actually in his heart Nagara desperately held a pain that he could not define as what kind of pain.

It turns out I don't have the slightest place in your life, Kelana.