Uncle I Love You
PILY 15: AUNT VAYA

The sky was dark gray, as Nadia descended from the angkot. He stared at the departure of the angkot, this is a pleasure in itself that is pleasant because when coming down from the angkot that smells a little wry, so down the fresher air immediately caressed him.

After pressing Bell, the sound of the gate padlock was heard opening with a squeak. Can't wait for him to say his greetings, pass through security and immediately run. He hasn't warmed up the cooking for Guskov!

The maid was coming home, so she had to cook and clean a big house, although the fun was quite draining. There used to be two maids, but since coming home from the hospital they've been on leave.

In each step Nadia prayed in her heart to recover Guskov's legs so that she could walk again from the weakness of the legs of two legs of Guskov, eager to take Guskov on the schedule of physiotherapy on Monday. Nadia often caught Guskov often moaning when no one else.

Conversations were heard from the dining table which was blocked by wooden bulkheads with hollow carvings. Seen uncle is talking to a woman who has a more exclusive look than aunt.

"Come, Nad .. There's Vaya your aunt's sister." Guskov smiled warmly at Nadia who was silently sculpting after passing through the wooden bulkhead.

"That's the Nadia you told me about?" vaya asked as she brushed the wavy red hair behind her ears. He stared intently starting at Nadia's toe-continuing to climb upwards and ending up observing Nadia's facial features. So this is the guy?

Vaya distanced herself while shaking hands to trouble Nadia who invited shaking hands. When viewed from the appearance of this girl according to what was told, especially the jet black hair that was pigtied one. Vaya ignores on Nadia's brief introduction.

"Yes, it's good to know yourself," Vaya said as she read Nadia's disappointed eyes despite being covered with a sincere smile.

"You're from the outside, right? clean your hands first. Didn't your foster parents teach you something as trivial as this? It should be like this you know dong."

Guskov watched Vaya who looked at Nadia dislike until Nadia looked shy and apologetic.

Guskov interrupted, "Sir Vaya, it's dong." Then Guskov turned to Nadia. "Hurry, wash your hands and join us."

"Good, Uncle." Nadia looked up again in front of Vaya. "I'm sorry, Aunt Vaya."

"Auntie!???" Vaya's head was shaken backwards. He glared and gaped. "You-you! what an old look I am. Oh my, your mouth is too, huh? call me Brother! I'm only 32 and you called auntie!? That's right!!"

Guskov calmly gave the code, so that Nadia quickly moved away, and it was immediately obeyed.

"Nadhe doesn't know, brother. Let's eat again." Guskov also returned to stab the meat steak, his brother-in-law reluctantly continued.

"I lost my taste" murmured Vaya. "What time does Milan come home?"

"At 8 hours from the office usually. Then stop by Sela's place." Guskov placed both hands next to the plate. "So Sister Vaya will stay here?"

"Later to talk to Milan, Ka," Guskov responded with a smile and a head-scarf, then continued eating.

Vaya silently watched Nadia, looking innocent and awkward. Until the girl takes care of Guskov's drugs, and how to help Guskov to move into a chair. Until night - at the time of taking Guskov to the room, all that did not escape from sight.

"Sir Vaya does he need anything?" nadia asked politely as she opened the room door. The woman continued to follow. Now Vaya went straight into the door with an eye view around the room and sat very elegantly classy with a chest puffed up confidently, until Nadia was charmed.

"Sit. What time do you usually go to college?"

"Hour 3, but-" Nadia sat down and looked at the shining face of Kekinclongan with a small mole under her eyes. After college, Nadia will work until ten at night."

"This is your room? why don't your books exist?" folding hands on the chest.

"I'm sniffing behind campus." Squinting on Vaya's slippery skin. If a fly lands there it must slip. Nadia flickered slowly and anxiously began to touch her feelings as if in front of her was the figure of a mother who was much fiercer than her birth mother.

"How much do you cost per month?"

"400 grand."

"Why spend? didn't Milan ask you to stay here. Can you save that money?"

"It's close to campus, and a month ago every morning I could sell porridge in that crowded place." Nadia was occasionally downcast and goosebumps like in interrogations.

"OKAY. Tomorrow's Sunday, help me shop, yeah." Vaya immediately passed leaving Nadia before Nadia could answer.

*

The next day, Nadia accompanied Vaya shopping until her hands were ten bags of heavy expensive items, but the aunt did not seem to intend to end the hunt.

"Hey you try this, it might suit you." Vaya drops a green lacy short dress, onto Nadia's chest.

"But this is expensive! I don't have any money" said Nadia.

"Hurry up! we don't have time to hear your tweets."