Cookie Jar
Prologue

Cherryl began to sulk when he saw his favorite cake jar was not shaped, becoming a piece of glass on the living room floor where he and his brother stood. His round eyes turned red and his vision began to blur. That girl is gonna cry.

"Summit!!!" he screamed and then stomped his feet in annoyance.

"Don't cry, it's big" Anggara replied without guilt.

Seeing his brother Cherryl growling, his lips are already forward with a face that is not careless, "Erryl gamau tau! You have to be in the air again!" said.

"Oh my God, Ryl. That jar was also a long time ago, it was time to break. I'll buy it again, "persuade Angga while sitting on the sofa.

Cherryl is getting on the black. How can the girl not cry? It was her favorite cake jar from the age of five until now. And as if his brother had said so, it is barbaric.

'Lucky Brother!!'

"Erryl aduin to Karin! Hmphhhh...BROTHER FREELANCING IH LO SMELLY HANDS!!" yelled Cherryl when her brother gagged her mouth with his hands.

"Basic of a brawler! Yaudah the online pesen only later I will pay." sergeant Angga.

"Gamaauuuuuu.....Betulin's brother again!!" sulking Cherryl while tugging Angga's shirt sleeve.

"Canada, Ryl. It's so fucking."

Cherryl patted her brother's arm hard then snorted. "Basic!"

"Sir, how are the storms going?" asked Irina who had just come out of the room, the girl looked neat while carrying her handbag.

Cherryl manyun, the girl stood up and then approached her brother, "Karinnn, a jar of akuuu.." he whined at Irina with a withered face.

Irina looked at Anggara sharply as she saw the shards of shard on the floor, "Angga, can't you make trouble one day? Lo it's yeah....Good thing Mother and Father are leaving again" he said.

"I'm not doing it again Rin? That was a jar for a long time. Then just buy again very difficult," replied Angga relaxed.

Irina sighed softly then looked at Cherryl who was still as excited, "Jaudah Erryl don't cry. Take Karin for a walk? Erryl can buy a lot of jars. How's it?" persuade Irina while wiping away the tears of her youngest sister.

The youngest nodded slowly even though his breathing was still dashed.

"Now, change clothes" said Irina

Cherryl went straight into her room, while at the same time Irina looked at Angga annoyed.

"Lo knows how Cherryl is. Still so, Bego." he said and sat down next to his sister.

"Yes it's your own fault to educate him so spoiled, nothing followed." Angga replied.

"How else, Ngga. The same father Mother had already told him he was like that. Lo also used to be much different from him, udalah." said Irina then menoyor Angga's head is still busy with his cellphone.

"Don't sit down, Udin. Beresin on the shard!" irina's orders.

"Yes Nyai, bring lo." finally Angga moved from his place to take a broom and clean up the mess he made earlier.

"Karinnn." call Cherryl out of his room.

"Let's go," said Irina continuing to pull her sister's hand to the exit.

"GO ON, TAKE CARE OF THE HOUSE! WATCH OUT LO'S WICKEDNESS!" irina shouted as the girl got into the car with Cherryl.

Irina gasped and left the house. On the street, Cherryl just kept quiet while staring out the window when usually yes, nyerocos continue to be like an auctioneer. But gapapalah, Irina's ears so not a bully for a while.

"Down, Deck. It's all right,"

Cherryl half-heartedly opened her seatbelt and went down, her face still bent as tangled as a thread. Without waiting for her brother, the girl immediately went into the store and continued nyamperin place accessories.

"Eh Cherryl, what are you looking for? Tumben itself, usually followed by your handsome brother" said one of the waiters who was quite close to Cherryl because this shop has become a subscription for the girl.

"Ang'ga? A handsome? Amit-amit jabang baby. Najong tralala." said Cherryl sewot.

"Ye buset, your own brother too." replied Naya.

"Lo aja goru he ke how at home, kesel me." said Cherryl while choosing a jar of various colors and shapes displayed in front of him.

"Yes yes, btw lo nyari jars for what? Stock your cake mostly?" tanya was joking.

Cherryl took one of the pink jars with Hello Kitty decorations, he looked at it and looked at Naya, "Toples my favorite cake is gone, sad me. Bang Angga tau!" said.

"Wush, I'm playing the meddle" said Naya gave up, the slender-eyed girl said briefly to Cherryl to serve other customers.

"It's kind of funny." Cherryl's monologue looked at the jar she was holding, let alone the pink color and Hello Kitty was her favorite.

Just as Cherryl stepped in to find another jar, Irina called him to buy tarts and cookies. Because it does not want complicated, the girl keeps back the jar continues nyamperin Irina.

'Ah can go back to buy a jar.' as he thought.

Irina invites the youngest to choose the cake on display with various shapes, colors and flavors. That really piqued Cherryl's appetite. The sweet chick pointed to cheese cake and strawberry short cake for her while Irina bought tiramisu cake and chocolate lava for Angga.

After that, Cherryl decided to buy some cakes to increase the stock of the cake at home. Biases, a mandatory snack for a Cherryl Imannuela. Irina had already brought her and Angga's cake into the car, letting the sister buy her own cake. But when Cherryl carrying a paper bag containing cakes and cakes that he bought in the direction of the accessories to buy a cake jar, the, a guy accidentally hit him until the cake he was holding fell and may have been shapeless in there.

"E-uh!"

"Too the road with dong's eyes, Ma'am!" said the guy.

Cherryl immediately undoes his initial intention to speak politely, it's good that he is blamed. Who hit that guy, why was Cherryl getting scolded?

"Go on foot, Bego. What is my cake woy?! Responsibility ah gamau tau!" squeak Cherryl while taking his fallen pepper bag.

"What's wrong, why am I responsible? Oh wow!" said the guy with a pretentious look.

'Gabby said rudely yes Erryl.' The inner girl, trying to temper her emotions.

"Look! It is clearly you who are wrong even you who are angry?! Your responsibility!" said Cherryl with a cruel look, do not want to lose.

"Ye ngeyel, I was in a hurry. Remember, use your eyes!" said the guy kept going so much that Cherryl was pissed off half to death.

'Selinnnnnn!'

"Is there a guy like him? Ck! To the sea! Oh I see him again." The other swearing Cherryl made to the guy just kept sounding, was a really bad day for him.

Because her head was hot, the girl chose to go straight back to the car. He was tired, tired of the same body. So upset.

"Don't ask too many questions, let's go home!" ketus Cherryl with a bent face, just like before.

Irina who had memorized the habits of her sister just according to, the girl immediately started the car and brought herself and the youngest back home. It didn't feel like they were in the store for more than an hour. Irina originally planned to take Cherryl to the mall, but...Ah already.

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🍪Cookie Jar🍪

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"Well, how'd his face get tangled? Isn't it nice to end the streets with Karin?" asked Mother Sena when she saw the cloudy face of her youngest daughter.

"Bun, uh sprain!" said Cherryl kept the pepper bag he brought to the table.

"Rina, what are you doing with your sister and her face being so ugly?" ask Sam's father to pounce on Cherryl and laugh.

"Dad!"

"Still annoyed huh, the jar is in the same broken Angga?" ask Irina.

"Erryl's favorite Toples, Rin?" suhut Bunda Sena.

"Yes, Bun. Angga fell in his jar Cherryl broke. Scorching" explained Irina.

Sam's father snorted, "Where is the Angga? Keep the problem going. Poor Cherryl" he said.

"Yes, well, just get angry. He also did not feel guilty." said Irina again.

"People are in his room, Dad." said Mother Sena.

"Engga, Dad! Ang'ga apologized to Erryl. Erryl is not angry with you anymore. Dad, don't get mad at you, brother." sela Cherryl hastily defended her brother.

So-so is Cherryl dear Angga, very sayanggggg!

"Tumben lo belain Angga, Dek." said Irina.

"Kan Erryl dear Brother." said Cherryl.

"Oh yeah, I'm not mad at Angga, right?" asked Mother Sena then Sam's father nodded with a laugh.

The girl snorted, actually Cherryl wanted to change, did not want to be pampered. Want to be more mature because of embarrassment to his school friends. Also let not be in the ledek Angga again. But it's hard, your dad always treats Cherryl like a kid. Cherryl wants to be independent. Dizziness.

"Yaudah said he loved Angga, love the cake." send Irina to Cherryl while nyodorin one papper bag.

"Well Karin...Yaudah here," said Cherryl while taking Irina's gift. He immediately cus into the room of the brother who turned out to be molested the same pillow bolsters his favorite.

"ANG'GA!" cherryl shouted, while Angga just stroked his ears without waking up.

"Abang! This is my favorite *chocolate l*ava! Up, kebo!" said Cherryl kept tugging at his brother's hand.

"Abang...Wake dong!"

"Hmmm..." Sahut Angga slowly.

"Oh my God, what a kebo!"

Cherryl gave up, the girl immediately took the pepper bag out of the brother's room and stored it in the refrigerator. As she walked into the living room, mother shouted.

"Rin! Open the door, there's a guest!" he said, the youngest who was curious immediately approached the bundle.

"Who is it? Karin gaada nih, Bun." he asked.

"Where does Mother know? You're the one who opened the door. Mother again make coffee for Dad." replied mother while stirring the coffee she made.

"Well, yaudah deh Bun for a moment" said Cherryl continuing his way to the exit.

"Don't forget to drink the guest, Deck" said the mother.

Cherryl nodded then walked towards the exit. The bell still rings a few times.

"YEAH, A MINUTE!" cherryl shouted, beginning to get annoyed.

'It's not exactly patience!'

The girl opened the door, her net caught a guy standing in front of her. Cherryl's round eyes seemed to want to get out of place now.

"LOH?!

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TBC.