Shackles of Love, Mr. Duda
Quality time

...~Happy Reading~...

Days change with days, weeks change with months. Now, Nasya has started to enjoy his life, working while in college. He also met two of his friends. In fact, now he met again with one girl who joined his friends.

Now, the four girls are enjoying dinner at a tent stall on the side of the road. This is Nasya's first dinner outside with his friends. Previously, he also had permission to Adnan that he would return home late. And Adnan also tried to understand, after all Nasya went afternoon not from morning.

“Your children how is Sya? Have you been mendingan?” tanya Aqila opened the conversation.

A few days ago, Nasya told me that Ryan was still so difficult to get along with. Every day, there was always something the boy did to punish Nasya. One of them, when Nasya washes clothes by hand, when the laundry was in the middle he stayed to make milk while he soaked it with fragrance. However, who would have thought that the laundry Nasya back in the detergent pour by Ryana. Not only detergent, but also Ryana added it with versatile flour.

Wanting to be angry, but Nasya could not. He also does not want to complain, can only resign and let him just like that. However, over time, Nasya was also tired. Luckily, Ryan always comforted her and helped her.

“Yes that. He still holds a grudge against me,” Nasha replied as she ate her fried rice.

“But why?” tanya Nuna, Nasya's new best friend.

“For me, Olin returned home. Though usually also Olin does not live there Let it be, like his child does need someone to blame,” said Nasya sighing heavily.

"Crazy, but it's been a long time!" aqila was a little surprised.

“You are very patient indeed Sya, if I am in your position I choose to go home. Really,” said Riska shaking her head.

“But you have to keep the spirit yes Yes. We are always going to help you. If you need anything to tell a story or what, you can contact us,” added Aqila and clasped Nasya's hand.

And the four of them continued their dinner while occasionally laughing jokingly. After satisfied eating, Nasya was delivered by Nuna to the house of Adnan. Among the four girls, only Nuna had a car. Aqila actually also has a car in the village, only she does not want to use it. He was afraid because for him the streets of the capital were much more sinister than in his village.

“This is your boss' house, Sya?” tanya Nuna slightly frowned when she reached the courtyard of the house.

“Why Na?”

“What the heck, great also yes, I can not imagine if your foster children invite you to play hide and seek as you often tell. It must be very difficult nyari,” said Nuna shudder herself imagine how tired her Nasya during work.

“Hahaha no, yes I entered first yes. Boss I sniffed from the window, not good in the car. You heart Na, and thank you,” said Nasya sincerely, do not forget he cipika cipiki with Nuna, before finally getting out of the car.

After making sure Nuna's car left, Nasya immediately entered Adnan's house. And how surprised he was when he saw his master already sitting on the living room sofa. In fact, earlier he saw clearly that Adnan was staring at him from the balcony in the upper room.

The deg!