
Guskov came out of the room and his eyes grew bigger and tried to be natural to meet Nadia who was very different, as if born from a rich family. "Nadia?"
"Where's Guskov? Beautiful, my face. Yeah, though, can't beat me and Milan huh." Vaya's face looked satisfied while holding Nadia's shoulder.
"Obviously," said Guskov flatly did not want to make Nadia's face more red. It's like a boiled crab, so adorable. Guskov directly coded the man behind, so the male servant who had just helped change clothes immediately pushed the wheelchair.
"It looks like Guskov's eyes are erring," Vaya murmured as she patted Nadia's shoulder twice to make her nephew's body relax and walk unlike a robot.
The journey takes fifteen minutes to the Art Museum, not enough to win Nadia's nervous heart and want to hide her face, especially from Guskov, to be very awkward even though trying to be reasonable.
Nadia has distanced herself since setting foot in the Musem 3 metres behind her wheelchair, while her aunt is busy explaining the occasional sparring with Guskov, as if the two men were seen close by.
Finally inevitable must be alone with his uncle when sister Vaya left the toilet. And Guskov also seems to be avoiding it.
"Why do you obey Vaya? learn to refuse if you don't want to be bullied."
His uncle's words in a calm tone, hypnotizing Nadia who was watching the painting 'the woman with the jarit was pouring water from the jug into a large pan'
Nadia took a deep breath and sat on the wooden chair. "Other times Nadia will follow the advice of uncle. By the way tomorrow after college, Nadia has to go to a restaurant near the campus until ten o'clock to work."
"You're kidding me, right?" staring fixedly at Nadia's eyes. Guskov wanted to give monthly money but it was difficult, such as Nadia selling porridge Guskov was no longer able to help. Because all the company's financial statements are under Milan's supervision. "Ten-night clock?what kind of work is it really?"
"Dishwasher. Not too heavy work really, the restaurant is also a bit quiet," said Nadia lying, in not wanting to make uncle anxious. Now Guskov's face had turned grim.
"Sorry, Nadia, it's all because of me, if I had listened to you, this wouldn't have happened."
"Uncle, don't constantly feel guilty. Nadia's happy to work there are some college friends."
"Friends?" Guskov's eyebrows shot up. "Not a man, are you?!"
"You're beautiful, Nadia. I like seeing you like this. If you still want to listen to me, it is better that this beauty does not need to be spread. I admire what's here" Guskov said, pointing to his own chest. "Stay with you, baby. I mean Nadia."
Nadia's heart pounded to find a very sweet smile in front of her, a strange feeling appearing without knowing why. And it seems that blood flow is gathering to the cheeks making it hotter. "Uncle, what ... I also feel this is not suitable for me."
"It doesn't fit. I don't want anyone to see you like this. Can it be just me, Nad?"
"Uncle .... " Nadia was getting down and close her legs, on the length of the knee-length dress, she was very embarrassed to show her white legs which were covered in thin feathers. Even Guskov's gaze was darker, as if-olqh with that gaze, his legs felt like they were touched by uncle directly. He always wears his pants in front of Guskov. Seeing Guskov like this makes his creeps and his body feel cold, Nadia got up and rushed to push the wheelchair avoiding awkwardness between them with uncle, he's not sure if left like that surely Kak Vaya will think things.
"I swear I don't want to wear this anymore!" Nadia's mind could not calm down, but her heart betrayed as if there was a hidden joy that was difficult to describe.
Nadia was allowed to go to the toilet when Vaya returned. When he came out of the toilet room, he heard the voice of Aunt Milan, Nadia passed by the person who was waiting in line to enter the toilet.
"Ahhh-pp" Nadia suddenly shut her mouth to find the back waist of Aunt Milan embraced by a man!
Nadia then followed in between visitors, the Museum's toilet hall is connected to a Mall.
Kringgg-phone from brother Vaya, he ignored. Nadia split the crowd quickly, recalling the tall posture of the man with the familiar watch.
He had reached the area quite loose, carefully looked at the showroom wear there and peered up to the escalator that leads up. "That's right aunt, obviously the same voice, posture and clothes. Even though Uncle had to call but why is aunt's phone not active."
Arriving at the food court, Guskov sorted the mutton in fried rice and moved it to Nadia's plate when Vaya washed her hands. "You're still growing up, it's good for you, and it's dangerous for me."
"Why is it dangerous, not delicious?"
"It's cholesterol, then my neck can be stiff and sore, especially I just sit around without exercise" said Guskov looking for a more appropriate reason, it would be dangerous if he ate it and then his maleness in on mode, while Milan have no news. Milan's closest friend no one knows where his wife is. Or Milan has a new friend, why his wife had time to lie. Two weeks later, Sela did not meet Milan. So, this is starting to feel awkward.