
Satisfied to enjoy the atmosphere of the lake, Pandu took Nayla to school where they always met, ran and played together. Decades ago, this place was a place for early childhood learning, but now the atmosphere has changed one hundred and eighty degrees.
The place that was used to take kindergarten education, is now a gathering place for young children, parents and young children ranging from toddlers to adults.
There is a special playground for children, a sports field that is not too wide, a free area for smoking, there are also several foodcourt stands on the right side of the park.
One of them there is a stand that specifically sells ice cream, not only a stand, but already like a store, where there are some ice cream from abroad that is provided in this store.
Nayla and Pandu sit on a swing while enjoying the air that is a little hot but cool because of the breeze that is blown this afternoon.
Dejavu, there were so many things about childhood that they talked about, occasionally that conversation invited laughter between the two.
"Why did you accompany me every day? did you not go to school?"
"You used to be in full day school, until three o'clock, right? while I was coming home from school at about one hour" Pandu said with a fixed gaze on the wife's face. "From school, after lunch, I came here to see your face"
"What happened to my face? is something wrong with that?"
"Your face is funny"
"Why did you get to defend for up to an hour?"
"Because I feel sorry for you, little boy playing alone in school" Pandu said suddenly his memory glared far back to a few years ago. "I guess you're a kid who's not taken care of by papa mama"
"It's not that it's not taken care of" argued Nayla cut Pandu's sentence. "Mama's sick, she's just sitting in a wheelchair, while papa's working from morning until four in the afternoon, so I have to wait for papa, papa, but there's a teacher's mom, too, watching me from inside the teacher's room"
"And there, I promise to always take care and accompany you until you pick me up"
"Thank you" said Nayla while commenting on a smile.
"Until I was leaving, I felt very frustrated, because I could no longer accompany you. Then I promised I'd find you when I had a lot of money. And finally, we are rediscovered, even by bargaining"
Raut Nayla looks sad, she feels sad to remember Nancy's treatment for years. Since he was only nine years old, he had to find his own money for his school fees. Until he graduated High School, and worked at a Chinese restaurant that he said the owner was Beijing, the aunt took away the money from her hard work. Not only his salary, the inheritance of his late parents was exhausted to have fun for himself and his son. In fact, she sold Nayla at a high price to the man who was now her husband.
As if not satisfied there, Nancy took advantage of the love of a child from the richest conglomerate in Jogja, the woman even wanted to sell Nayla to them. Nancy knows that Nayla is married to Pandu.
"Nay?"
"Hemm" Nayla's eyes glanced at her husband.
"Think what?"
"Nothing"
"You're reminded of that brazen interview bad treatment?"
"No" she's fast.
"Sama" said Pandu made Nayla's forehead shrivel in astonishment. It was as if the man knew what was recorded in his wife's memory, and right now his wife was recalling those bitter memories. "Being here, I also remembered my father who had left me without caring about my cries and my mother's"
"But lucky mas, now have met fathers with different conditions, circumstances that love each other, while I, who, aunt Nancy actually made me feel pinched with her intention to sell me back on den Aji. It could be said so, dear, because he has received a lot of money from them"
"Hmm" Pandu responded while nodding.
I don't know what Aji looks like, Nayla doesn't know how he looks.
"Therefore I intend to get the reward, so that the aunt does not know herself to get the reward"
"Are you seriously looking for aunty Nancy, I don't know where she is, it's going to be hard"
"There will be nothing difficult for a Pandu, I hope Alvin still keeps his contacts, and it seems, you also have to unblock you on the facebook page"
"Block?"
"Yes, unblock Laura's account, I'll trap them after it'll leave it to Aji's den"
This guy is very smart
"Mas wasn't kidding, was he?"
"Of course not Naya"
A little anxious, Nayla actually did not want the aunt to be handed over to them, but saw how the husband was so angry with her behavior, he said, it was futile to persuade Nayla not to interfere in the affairs of Nancy and the conglomerate"
Hufftt, hopefully Pandu did not manage to find Aunt Nancy, even though she was very evil to me, still my heart is sliced if the brother of the papa suffers, it is still very sad, They're the only blood brothers I have in this world.
"Nay"
"Yes"
"We're going there" Pandu pointed to the left with his hand.
Persekian seconds Nayla turned to follow where the hand of Pandu fell. An ice cream shop with a variety of flavors from around the world. At least that was the writing Nayla caught from the banner that was plastered in front of the tavern.
"Want some ice cream?"
"Come, I'll buy you" The man stood up and immediately took Nayla's hand, seconds later stepping into a row of stands selling ready-to-eat food.
They ordered two ice cream sticks, then enjoyed them in the store
"So remember papa if you eat ice cream like this" said Nayla while continuing to sip ice cream in her hands.
"You know it's there" Pandu pointed at the top left corner with his index finger. "There's papa and mom smiling happily while looking at us, it seems like they also want to eat ice cream with us"
Upon hearing Pandu's words, Nayla immediately turned her face and raised her head.
"Ngaco" her great-grandson when she looked back at her husband, Nayla knew that Pandu was working on her, but still she was lured to look in the direction pointed by her husband.
The man casually smiled, it was very easy for him to prank or taunt his wife.
"You're like a baby, easy to deceive"
Nayla immediately threw a sharp gaze, and her gaze actually made Pandu's smile wider.
"I want your ice cream, can I try it?" nayla asked on the sidelines of Pandu's smile which was still engraved on her lips.
"Sorry can't love, it's my favorite feeling, if you want, you just order again like me"
"I want yours"
"Hais Nayla, you're so childish"
"And you know what children do when they're not in love what they ask for?"
"What" he asked with an eyebrow raised by one.
"He'll take it"
Nayla immediately reached out to snatch the ice cream from Pandu's hand, but nimblely, the man immediately distanced the ice cream from Nayla's reach"
"Don't Nay, it's really delicious"
"Give me"
"No"
"Come on, let me taste it"
Pelps
The ice cream that became the scramble melted, then dripped dirty white T-shirts owned by Pandu.
With a fast motion Pandu brought ice cream closer to his mouth, but Nayla was no less agile, with a quick motion the woman brought her lips closer to the lips Pandu.
Cup...
reflexively their lips stuck together, without hesitation Nayla sipped the taste of the strawberry that was still left there.
He did not realize that his behavior could not be separated from other visitors who were also enjoying ice cream.
There are some people who filmed the action of a couple. Scenes that they think are very romantic, even reviews of smiles on the lips of the visitors do not fade and even wider.
"Nay, there are a lot of people here" Pandu said.
His glancing eyes circulated the gaze to the entire point. Women who had eroded the distance of their faces, now back to withdraw then away from her husband.
Both of Nayla's cheeks flushed in embarrassment. Seeing the expression of the wife who blushed, Pandu's hand stretched out and then circled the side of her waist, the next second pulled until Nayla's body shifted closer to her.
"Don't sit far away"
Nayla's reflex pinched the arm of Pandu that was coiled around her waist.
"Awww, it turns out you like doing KDRT" ledek Pandu..
"Mass!!"
"You have to take responsibility for my t-shirt that was stained with ice cream"
Nayla's gaze sharpened with the corners of her lips raised.
Only the smile that Pandu gave to respond to his female expression.
Seriate