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RM260´S. Gibranian
"Week? Why did he say he was coming?" Givan pretended not to know.
"But his life can still be saved. Not the Kin cake, which is already chronic. Papah was suspicious, maybe Kin was originally from his house too. That is, have their own differences of understanding that no one else has ever straightened out. Well, it would be him himself who was destroyed. His sister, Kin time is not because of jealousy. The initial cause, may be envy from his home first, or it could be because there was violence he got there. If you did not tell me just now, papah would not know if in the Ghifar household there was a KDRT. Quickly, separated temporarily. Soon enough, Ghifar asked for polygamy. Perhaps, the reason for wanting to run away from Kin. But suppose a divorce, Kin would obviously never want to. Because he has the best feeling, he's the real winner."
Givan. He became sorry for his brother, because at that time Ghifar must have been in a difficult time. But his frustration arose, as he remembered the look in Ghifar's eyes that seemed to speak every time he saw his wife.
"But not his sister's wife either. That's a dead search," he said by re-booking tickets according to the destination.
"If you've said send the ticket to the same email chat application mamah." Adi does not want her son to remember his frustration with his biological son.
"Yes, Pah." Givan reflex nodded.
"There's got to be data, Pah. I chatted Awang first." Givan touched the icon back to the main screen, then entered into his chat room with Awang.
A message he typed, so that Awang sent the data he requested. Long enough to wait, until Givan finally decided to call. Unfortunately, the number is not connected. There is a possibility, that the Awang phone is in a state of death, or the Awang data quota is exhausted.
"I went to the inn, Pah. I'll call Gibran first, let's all go to the furniture house. Habit, that night new things always come. Don't check yourself, I'm not satisfied." Givan was wearing his sweater draped over his shoulder.
"Where? Gibran the same you still like to see adult movies?" Adi noticed his stepson who was wearing the thick sweater.
"Not really, a lot of activity. But anyway, jajan. Berrrr again, go nyari meatballs. Permission to ask out and ask for more money, to buy coffee, fried. The place is a little bit in, I'm afraid it fits Gibran back and forth across the field, the motor is papasan same b** forest. Isn't it just playing around? Suppose people, God does not exist. Well, this beast." Givan fixed his sweater to fit on his body.
"Yes, Papah will say. Mr. Talebnya said, he said his youngest son was taught to find money first. It's nothing, he's worried his son isn't eating he said. Papah thought that Gavin was difficult to teach to find money, it was Gibran. You see, from this small Gavin the most lazy, sleep was hard to wake up. Yeah until now anyway, so Cali time in the hands he cry. Mariam is ready to be a housewife, has been taught early on about household tasks. That too, said his father. Papah has said that, the Gibran just said find money which cake, there are many ways. Stealing can also get money, asking can also get money." Adi shared a little story about his youngest child with his eldest.
"We just don't understand where he is. It could be, he knows his interest is only confidential. Ghifar who is secretly so, his interest in the streets, in travel. He's a factory, he's a legacy. The proof is, diligently he went there to check himself, his own golang. It's a little natural, the name's not sure, it's natural to convince himself." Givan also felt his youngest brother did not have interest in the world of furniture.
"What yes? At home just diligent nata-nata stuff. He said his boss was so-so. Mama you just go after it, ask to buy new items, new furniture. Old stuff, throw it to Ghavi all because it's empty house. Painting the room, each wall has a different color. What is interior design?" Adi had a little trouble guessing the interest of his youngest child.
"I'll learn slowly, Dad. You see, there also the ears are closed headset continues. The music continues until the mangosteen itself. So the cake is just me, taught this kind of wood, he cake doesn't care. Cake only seeks a hundred thousand wages once this nemenin. Either if it's Ria's sister, I'll ration all of you. Well this little brother, rationed yes he's lazy." Givan wants his younger brother to go forward and succeed.
"Yes, set it up, Van. I'll just tell Papah. Ati-ati left, Papah wants to go to Ghifar first huh?" Adi got up and walked towards the side door.
"Who is the one who is good at woodworking? I'm tired of running around at night, want to mingle eggs at home," grunts alone by walking towards his parked motorbike.
He drove his motorcycle to his mother's house, to pick up his youngest sister first. Then, he headed straight to the inn that belonged to his parents. He wants to go straight to Awang, to ask for their data. Because the data of his mother and foster brother, already stored on his phone.
"Bang, then buy food first dong. Fried rice, or the package of chicken geprek. My food was spent bang Ken, mamah forgot to cook in a lot," said Gibran on his brother's left shoulder.
"He'em! No reason why your food is eaten bang Ken, every day you ask to buy food every time you enter the furniture house. Just came when you, already thought of boiled noodles and all sorts. Her brother, why don't you turn fat on this?" Givan glanced at his sister from his left rearview.
Gibran chuckled small. "Kan work out this me, so that muscle time is not lost. What brother?" He was impressed by exploding Givan.
"I mean why?! Do you think my muscles are on the run? Work out also cuy, just don't invite you." Work out activities are often done when he does not stay up late in the furniture house. He also did not escape to invite two bachelors, who have dreams of having a gallant body and tall strapping.
"Then yes?" Gibran massaged his brother's upper arm, then squeezed his brother's field chest.
"Damn you!" Givan laughed amusedly.
"Yes, really." Gibran laughed embarrassedly, as it turned out that his brother had muscle mass.
"Yes! Exercise is quite twenty percent, eighty percent keep the diet. If you really want your muscle mass to be bigger, eat more meat. Brother is an all-eater, so tends to slow muscle growth. Milk high in protein do not forget, just a hundred thousand for a week. Time cannot, from Abang a hundred thousand sometimes more." Givan began to turn his motorcycle handlebar toward his parents' inn.
"It's enough, but it's better to ask for mamah." He chuckles small. "The money I made a handle on, did you know Mariam asked to pick up college. That's why he always stopped by to buy food."
"Well, you have a mind for female jujanin. Thinking dong, how to get more money is how. You believe no, behind the obedient wife, there is the desire of the wife who continues to deliver. Paketan, brother-in-law you keep going. To the supermarket, just take it, pay problems, brother affairs. Want food that he can not make, just say, Brother who try to buy either go alone or use inter-line online. You frankly go to Brother, let it be directed. You have to be smart in the fields, in furniture, or in business. You are all supportive, as long as it is good and intended for your future. Not to waste money." Givan had stopped his vehicle right in the room Awang occupied.
"Hmmm...." Gibran is still thinking about it, he is worried that his interest is even hindered by all families because it is often viewed negatively for some people who do not understand.
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