Gold And Diamond
Part 97 "Niar Question"
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"Uncle, please don't repeat. I know my age is old. Late mature. I also understand and understand there are already some men that Uncle offered, but they want a young one. Uncle wants to repeat all those words? Which I've been listening to repeatedly."
"Then, what else should Uncle do?" Uncle Gani's voice confirmed.
"Yes Uncle doesn't have to match me with anyone else. I'm honestly ashamed of my uncle. Like unsold stuff. Every time Uncle tawari, at the end of the day they don't want to. Reasons vary. From what I hear the most, they don't want to stay here because they're men. Which is far more entitled. Continues, they are inferior because my finances are more established. Uncle, I'm sorry, this isn't the time of our mother Kartini. I'm bosen to hear that reason-it's just that." Vey was at a loss for words.
Budhe Atun touched Vey's right shoulder, saying, "Nana, Budhe and Uncle are just worried."
"False, Budhe. Very thanks. Vey needs time."
"When do you want to be alone?"
"Until I'm really ready. If necessary, Uncle must make sure that he is ready to accept me and stay here. Since Uncle himself knew so well, I couldn't possibly leave Papa and Mama's will. I never wanted to do that forever."
"Na, you were ..."
"That was, Budhe. Different from now. Occupying that house is my full obligation. I'm home, Uncle. Sorry for being so childish. Sorry."
While holding back the trembling on his lips, Vey inched away. Then let the shakes get more intense when the tears managed to escape. It was only a few seconds, then he rubbed it for a moment.
"The age of three is not just for crying," he murmured.
"Mbak Na?" call someone who immediately gets up after seeing him approach.
"Tumben can get here?"
"That's Mas in the car, Ma'am."
"Not invited here?"
"No, I don't want to say it."
"Why?"
"No idea tuh. I've been asking for it."
"Yes, just come in. No more bothering this."
"I thought Nana's mom wasn't at your house. Nana Tumben's mom didn't go to school?"
"Let me. Enter first!" Vey precedes the step.
"Where-how? Anything on?" Vey crossed his legs.
Niar sucking lips. Boost.
"I just wanted to stop by. At first I wanted to ngetes Mas Abi Kirain wanted to stop by. But, no."
"Well, how were he and Nurmaya?"
"Mas Abi will not remarry before Ma'am Yaya marries."
"Why don't they just reverse it?"
"I don't know, anyway, Ma'am. But, if I think about it, it could be because Mas Abi really wants to give space. More than that Mas Abi wants to let Mbak Yaya live happily. There's a possibility, right, huh?"
"It can be."
"Betewe Ma'am Na is sick? How come his rich face is more like that, Ma'am?"
"Yes, it's not feeling well. I'm not allowed to enter for three days. Counting the rest." Vey laughed a little.
"Yes, Mother. Ma'am Na is busy too. The pain is a blessing. Is it common pain or complaints?"
"Yesterday check he said typhoid symptoms."
"Oh my God, Ma'am. Na's mom, right, lives alone. If it is noon until afternoon, there really is a meeting. But what malem? Rest lo, Ma'am Na. I want to be able to stay here. But, it's not possible anymore."
"It's okay. I'm used to this. I also rarely get sick. Doain let me get well soon. Maybe this fits again in a decent drop state. Fortunately not in hospital."
"Yes, I can."
"If someday Mas Abi there is a desire to propose Ma'am Na how? I don't know what year it is."
"Possible maybe?"
Niar grimacing. "Hehe. Don't know, anyway. Because back with Mbak Yaya, the chances are slim. Based on my vision, Mas Abi was actually his heart was lonely again. Hence, his days seemed to be rich. Although the activity is common to chat with neighbors, teach the children tutoring."
"I don't know either, Niar."
"If yes and Ma'am Na does not feel how, I want to join the effort a little bit give stimulation to Mas Abi. I was fishing. This means nothing, Ma'am. Far away my feelings say, I love Na Ma'am. I feel comfortable and pretty. I believe Ma'am Na is a really good person. In my eyes, Ma'am Na perfect."
"I can't give you an answer yet."
"That's it, huh, Ma'am?"
"I need space. Don't want to think about marriage, Niar." Vey remembered what had just happened. Rejections he has received.
"Sorry, yes, Ma'am."
"Yes gapapa. You, right, are also just trying your best for Mas Abi. You're really. Not wrong as a sister who cares about her brother. I'm richer myself too. So I can focus more on what I'm doing right now."
Niar looks just to puff his lips. There are no words that can be said. Between pity, confusion, and agreeing to Vey's decision.
Vey grimacing. Touching stomach.
"Sir, are you okay?"
"This is why suddenly my stomach hurts so much." Vey's voice stammered.
"Mom, Mommy?" Niar started to flutter. He approached.
"I'll help you to the room, Ma'am. Come on!"
When Vey was about to move, he sat back down. She shook her head.
"It hurts, huh?"
"It wasn't." Now his voice started like a breathless person.
"I asked Jamal to come here, yes. We'll check."
"Try you to Budheku's house. His house back there. White cream wall fence. In front of the house there is a bridge tell." Vey pointed.
Niar out in a hurry.
Two of his co-workers came closer. "Why, Mommy?"
"My stomach hurts a lot. I want to vomit."
The two women helped Vey out of the house.
Vey vomited his stomach twice. Then, help sitting.
There were voices of Budhe Atun and Niar who were both nervous. Voice approaching.
"Well, this is vomiting. My uncle doesn't exist, Na. Piye, check who's vehicle?"
"Call mantri here, Dhe. Mr. Pramono usually goes to people's homes, right?" vey said limp. Then vomit again.
"Dhe Tun, I was here with you. Car wear. The car insyaallah fit if indeed Ma'am Na must be checked, use Mas's car how?"
"Yes can. It's about Uncle Gani hasn't come home yet. There is no vehicle. Sorry you Budhe's a hassle."
"Then we help Na."
"The car told me to go in" Vey said later.
"Oh yes." Niar pulls out his phone, and asks Jamal to Vey's yard.
Not long after Jamal came out, but not with Abimana who just watched from inside the car. He seems to stop reading books on his phone.
