
Arriving at the house Netty lonely dizzy is usually also so in his house always looks lonely.
The big house is only in the habitation of six people the same driver as well as a housekeeper, his two children have been on the move outside Nael work and Netty is still in college. His father is still active to the automatic office there is only his mother with the Aunt in the big house.
Maybe his mother again takes care of orchid plants in the back garden or again relaxing on the terrace next to the pool, or maybe also again cooking to try a new recipe cake or whatever food he wants.
Natty controls into the rooms that her mother might normally be in but nothing is anywhere.
There's only Auntie in the kitchen again in order. Even so, Netty did not ask anything to the Aunt who intended to find it herself did not make the Aunt so come looking or maybe the Auntie knew where her Mother was.
Staying in her room, maybe her mother's resting while reading a magazine. That was Netty's last estimate of her mother's daily habits.
"Mother?"
"Mom!"
In the room there was also no Netty finally wanted to go up to his room which was above.
His mother again descended on the stairs Netty stunned to look at him, pantesan in search of everywhere his mother is not there, apparently from above. What is my mother from above? something that rarely his mother went up to the second floor of his house because on the second floor there was only Netty's room same Nael also one more living room, family room, fitness room, reading room, and family room. The same mother occupied the main room in the basement.
"Have you come home, baby?"
"Yes Ma'am, even from earlier but stopped by Kak Nael's office first," Netty replied as she walked towards the family sofa.
"Oh yeah, same friend of yours huh?" glad to see the look on his face, his mother heard Netty drop by his sister's office.
"No Ma'am, Netty alone because you can't be the same brother with friends he said again busy."
"Oh, is your brother giving a reason? though I want to hear that your brother is walking with your friend or anyone," complained his mother while sitting in the family room and drinking the remaining drinks at the table.
Netty was concerned to hear the gloom and grievances and his mother's hope of change for her brother, Netty knew her brother Nael had a girlfriend and is now in a serious relationship but what is the response of Mother and Father? Had she told you who Kak Nael's boyfriend might have refused or been angry? I don't know.
"Why did you finish up above?" netty said while looking at her mother.
"Snack in finish can not, in finish itself is not. There are so many secrets, Brother Ma."
"Cowok is usually the reason your brother if in order even the goods are difficult to find later he said, it's okay so good it might later if you have a wife will be another story."
"Mom can Netty tell the good news about Sister Nael but is this good or sad news for Mom" Netty said as she leaned against the back of the sofa.
"What is that, honey? talk might make you happy and happy?"
"Mom sorry earlier that Netty who spoke was not Nael's own sister, but it seemed the same that only I did not know directly from the person."
"What does it mean, darling?"
"It's all about Sister Nael now Brother Nael already has a girlfriend and is having a serious relationship with someone," said Netty somewhat doubtful.
"Subhanallah, what kind of friend are you?"
"Not my friend Ma, but I have to be ready if Brother Nael establish a relationship with Mbak Andari."
"What's? Where's you?"
"And from that who used to work at Kita Ma'am's company?"
"Ah, there's no way you're still in the Penitentiary!"
"Mother, may ask High School Sister if you do not believe. I just talk and tell."
The deg! a tonjokan in the heart and feelings of his mother immediately imagined a figure of a beautiful slim tunggi also smart and all the admiration changed instantly after Youari had a criminal case until the verdict in the trial.
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