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"Dad, ee." Cani tried to get off her grandfather's sling.
"Come, come on." Givan immediately got up, even though he was unable to hold his eyelids.
"Same Grandma can, Deck. I'm fucking it." Adinda helps Cani take off her pants and diapers.
Children who have been accustomed without diapers, now have to use diapers again. Unfortunately, Cani still urinate and defecate in the bathroom.
"Viewed, Van. Icut time, ee his blood got DHF tuh," Adi's message, as Givan held his son and pulled his son's infusion pole.
"Yes, Pah." Givan walked towards the bathroom.
Moments later, Cani was in her grandfather's arms again. Givan said that his son's feces had no blood. A little quiet for them, because Cani was treated early before the situation was so severe.
"You hear me?" She nudged her son's hand on the table.
"Listen, Mamah. Mamah is impolite ah, nasehati I'm eating again." Gibran glanced at his mother annoyed.
"Yes you keep flying." She threw her back on the sofa, then crossed her hands by watching her son eat.
"I was at home, just this afternoon ngintilin aja Bang Givan has been said to fly continuously. Yes, yes, when do I like men? Just like the girls and widows in our village." Gibran focused on stirring his food and feeding it into his mouth.
"Don't be a widow, Bran. Enough is enough, Papah's bachelor's time is mostly the same as the widow?" Adi is a little difficult to eat, because the child in his lap is quite large.
"Yes that means, Pah. What cake am I? I like girls." Gibran glanced at his father.
"Miyabi, for example, Bran?" Givan took one Styrofoam fruit filled with food.
Gibran choked, he immediately drank the bottled mineral water glass available. Then, he held back the laughter by glancing at his brother.
"Skin-skin America dong, Bang." With Gibran's thump, the men who heard immediately laughed loosely.
"Is that all right? Than to watch it that way. Eight years you've been on a mump, and I love watching adult movies" Only Adinda laughed at Gibran's words.
"These bags here, Mah." Gibran is difficult to avoid, because it is already known to his parents.
"Well PMO?" givan asked by feeding his son food.
"What is that, Bang?" Gibran felt he did not understand what his brother was asking.
"Po*n, mast***, orga**e," Gavin explained, walking to his family while carrying his infusion pole.
He was excited, wanting to enjoy the food his sister bought as well.
"Ohh, not me. I never c**i." Gibran knew what his brother was saying.
"Yes kek little Mamah anyway, HP time everything seized. He is an adult, just find and bring the woman closer. It has been more than twenty years he is, the economy while pioneering later. Rather than missing a bachelor virgin," advises Givan, by feeding food back to his son.
He was a little calm, because Cani wanted to eat whatever he bribed. Make his body not too deficient in nutrients, especially until severe dehydration.
"Yes, later his peers tell play," said Adinda makes Gibran sigh.
"There's a girl friend, Mah. The drama continues, baperan. Once responded to it, nudu keep asking for a response. My world is not about him." Gibran unconsciously, as if to say that he has a woman close to him.
"Whose man is he?" Adi clearly understood this.
"Ehh...." Gibran immediately drank the mineral water back. He just realized, that he was saying his closeness to someone.
"The son is Mr. Taleb. Uh, Tholib is Taleb?" Gibran felt that everything was too far to cover.
"Sir Tholib, but commonly called Mr. Taleb. She's your girl?" Adi never ate his food, out of curiosity with the clarity of his son.
"Friends of SD first. Ever so often inbox, from the moment I hold HP again, as I have been in Brazil. For a few months in Brazil, he asked for my no WA. I love you, frequent communication. Just worry, it continues what activities. I rarely, until a few years there I rarely communicate because I am busy, a lot of tasks and self-development there. Just come back, communicate again often. Beautiful is beautiful, attractive, just chatty right. There I know foreign women there, Brazilians as well as Panamanians. I kind of dislike it, because there's too much debate with our perspective. There is also know the Javanese, he got a scholarship also in Brazil it. I can't wait for him to talk, Alus really talked. Out of my accent, right, when I speak Indonesian. Uh, kagetan keeps him. He was quiet once, when I asked him he was afraid of me because he thought I was snapping at him. Where I'm supposed to talk to him, when I've 'deck' him."
Givan and Gavin laughed crisply, hearing his sister's story.
"You're not afraid to hear Papah's accent" Adi tried to open up, so that his son continued to tell stories.
"Well, I don't know. That guy's a quick fuck, Pah. The book fell in the quiet room of the library cake, until he jolted it. Poked, patted, immediately jerked again he. Indeed, the innate cake, because the small fitting is not broken down the whole school, the cake he used to wake up alone without built his parents."
Adinda lying loose, the expression of her son like containing humor for him. "There is also a fitting baby is not rubbed right left, so he is not good," said Adinda after successfully muffled her laughter.
Now they know, it turns out that his son does have an interest in women. However, Gibran has not found a suitable woman.
"So want to disguise his son, Mr. Taleb?" Adi smiled widely, he just said a prank to his son.
"Grandfather him, Pah. Ouch...." Gibran patted his own lap. "Berewet is right, there are rules. Even though I'm not dating, I understand that courtship never has permission in Islam. Even though I made a list of the types of girlfriends I should be able to read the Qur'an, hijab and such. Same kind of cake looking b*bi halal. Understand illegal courtship, but find the type of women who are halal according to Islam. Isn't that funny?"
They were bearded, the young man's speech was so reasonable and young understood. They also justify what Gibran said, because it is so rational according to them.
"Women are not chatty, the house is not alive. Tika who is a woo, noisy him if at home. Winda who tidakilan, added to his home with his two children. You imagine that your wife can't turn the house on, just sit quietly in the corner. It looks like a haunted house, whether it's a funeral home. That is why he called his wife the heart of the house, his life home. As long as the chatter and the rules are positive, it doesn't matter. But if it's wrong, he blames it, maybe mentally he's troubled. Which son of Mr Taleb tends? True chatter, or mentally disturbed?" Not that Adinda does not accept because she is called chatty, but she tries to give understanding to her son if the chatter is not always wrong.
"Sister-in-law you are, without the drama maybe the house is not alive. Because he's not chatty, he's not a prankster and there's not much rule. Can stay up late, which is important naps a lot. Free your brother-in-law, but the drama spills patience, perseverance, sincerity and resignation of his partner. Right said Mamah, while the chatter is positive and not outrageous, yes okay is edited," added Givan who listened to the chat.
"Hmm, he's this.....
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