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RM138'S CHAT. Meet Awang
"Where are you going, Grandpa? What long?" chandra asked, watching her father who was wearing a thick jacket.
Givan's appearance is what it is, but his beautiful face still attracts the attention of those who see him.
"Before a minute, you're in the same room as Biyung you." Givan pointed to his wife who was playing on a cell phone in bed.
Their romance fragrance has been replaced with a room fragrance that lights up automatically every fifteen minutes. This room is safe for teenagers who start to want to know everything.
"here, Bang. Do you like these pants? Biyung buy it?" As usual, every day new items are delivered by a package courier to each of the Canda children. Of course, in turns between them have a new item from his mother.
"I want muscle-building milk, Biyung." Chandra had already covered approaching the bed.
Givan frowned, he was sure his son was not yet at puberty. From the characteristics of his son's body, it is seen that Chandra is still just a teenager. The first-grader of Junior High, even already wants to have muscle mass.
"Wait for what, Mom? Gih, don't be long." Canda looked at her husband who was still in his place.
"Oh...." Givan was a little surprised by his wife's call.
"For muscle mass milk, let Daddy pick it up later. You pick long training pants, I think they're hanging on your legs." Givan pointed to the thick white training his son was wearing.
Chandra has started to grow tall quickly.
"Yes, Dad." Chandra was already sitting sweetly beside her mother.
After his father left the room. He reached into his phone, then turned off the video call connection that was still connected. He hoped that his girlfriend would not hear all his chat with her parents.
"If your pajamas won't, Bang?" Canda showed me the photo on his phone screen.
"Eummm, don't be. I'm not a kid anymore, Biyung." Chandra felt bad when he rejected it, he seemed hesitant in speaking earlier.
Canda watched his son's body closely. Made Chandra feel ashamed of herself with her real mother's eyes.
"Biyung, don't be that cake." Chandra covered her chest which was not a field at all.
Canda just chuckles a little and bobbles his head. He still considers his son is a child, even though the child does not feel small anymore.
"Come, Pah." Givan was getting ready in his car.
His pink car stopped right in front of the terrace of Yusuf's mange shophouse, right where his father sat and was chatting with Yusuf's mange.
"Eh, who's Canda's house? Ma Nilam tell me to go there?" asked Mangge Yusuf, looking at Givan who was in the pink car whose window glass was half open.
"There's Chandra, let's go with Chandra. I'm not long, Mangge. Just nganter Papah."
Mangge Yusuf and Adi look at each other. It seemed, Givan really did not want to stop by to accompany Ai for a while.
"Oh yes already, ati-ati," said mange Yusuf by watching Adi who walked and got into the car.
"Yes, Mangge."
Tin.....
Givan honks his car once, before his vehicle goes off at ten o'clock tonight. Givan is convinced, with his wife still playing cell phones, Canda definitely expects him to come back with food. He would have wrapped up some of the food he encountered on the street, which might still be open in the tomb today like this.
"Van, I asked for ART. Mamah was tired of being a housewife, she said, just cook just as ngurus Papah." Adi opened the chat so that the driver was not sleepy.
"Devi, huh? Chandra refuses to use a nanny, he wants to be alone. But if it's independent in his own home, I'm afraid he's too free with his HP. Even though it's eleven o'clock at night, the online application is instantly locked all through my HP. But, still at free hours he was afraid to watch strange. Just now, again VC same women try." Givan shakes his head, he is not out of thought with the behavior of children today.
He started to know women, at High School. However, once he knew a woman he was instantly savage.
"Ati-ati, Van. Mangge Yusuf story, his son Mr. Dasuki pregnant fifth grade SD. His second-class Junior High School, then it was characterized. Then his son Pak Dasukinya moved to his grandmother, in Pekanbaru he said. Expelled from the village smoothly anyway, so maybe they themselves feel how it is."
Givan gawks at hearing stories from his father. He does not believe, with children today who are faster adults.
"Yes it's the same guy, moved to Pekanbaru. That is to say, they became in his grandmother his son Pak Dasukinya. They come with the mother of his wife, Mr. Dasuki, so it is" explained Adi clearly.
Givan bobbing head. "Get and!" He was hitting the car's driver.
"Yes, that's why ati-ati, let alone your cake's father." Adi glanced at his son at a glance.
"If the cake is like that, yes I teach her how to let her not get pregnant."
Adi reflex's hand hit his son's arm slowly driving it. Givan chuckles a little, looking at dad.
"Insha Allah, her son Canda her faith is strong Canda." Givan was sure that his wife's descendants were not much different from his wife's morals, even though they were mixed with his blood.
"Aamiinu. Hope you don't fool Canda's cake, runyam later the problem."
Givan laughed in satisfaction, hearing his wife being ridiculed indirectly.
"Not fast, huh, Pah? The streets are empty." Givan asked for permission first, so that my father would not be surprised.
"Yes, ati-ati." Adi was wearing a seatbelt.
Arriving at the hospital, Adi asked his son to come in. So that his wife does not get out of the hospital alone, there must be Givan who accompanies him later.
Insync with the shadows of Givan and Adi. Apparently, Ai was already there to accompany.
The main cause of Givan's grudge against Ai, was in front of his eyes. His chin immediately rose, as if challenging the older brother Ai who was his age.
The crew, who did not understand Givan's body language, responded to Givan, who had just entered the room. He acted, as if there had been no problem before.
Because of his previous actions, it was only the soul of an older brother who did not accept his younger brother being insulted in such a way. Awang thought, Givan had resolved his anger and understood his actions first.
Until finally, the hand post that was not accepted by Givan, was immediately understood by Awang. Awang quite sensitive, with the attitude of mature men who look arrogant.
"Come, Mah." Givan immediately approached his mother who was chatting with Awang's wife, Nafisah.
Ai's sister-in-law who is the same age as Ai, looks immediately familiar with the Adi's Bird family. He can blend in, with the friendly attitude of Adinda.
"Hey, Van. I think you have the same fault with me. I'm offended by my handshake that you don't welcome." The arrangement of sentences with a less friendly tone is now the concern of all of them.
Givan turned his body, facing the man he had passed by several steps. He did not say anything, other than showing his demonic eyes that instantly reddened. His emotions overflowed instantly, only with the presence of people to step on his pride.
"Talk about tomorrow, Bang." Adi patted the shoulder of the man who was the same age as his eldest son.
"A Givan's...." Ai's voice made Givan's emotions explode.
Highlight Givan sharply, directly directed towards Ai. Givan was on the verge of emotions that were hard to control.
"A Givan, carry our son to his final resting place."
Givan bent his fingers in his fist. Realizing his son who had difficulty controlling himself, Adinda immediately rubbed his son's back.
"Givan can't, Ai." The sister answered first.
"Why can't you, Mah?" Ai seemed interested to hear the reason.
"I'm junub." Givan's words broke the spirit that Ai had built up with her remaining sanity.
In the midst of his grief and suffering. The man she had hoped for, had just smiled happily in bed. Reality is inversely proportional to hope and wishful thinking.
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