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RM2611'S CHAT. Extreme joke of the youngest
"Sscratches wall?" Givan squinted his eyes, after he got off his bike.
Gibran nodded weakly, he bowed uneasily. He also does not know what the business in what field, if he likes to express with a scrawl of the wall.
"Just a minute, Brother to Awang first." Givan paused for a bit, to discuss it after he finished the flight tickets for the five of them.
"Yes, Bang." Gibran followed his brother's steps, preferring to sit on the porch by removing his phone from his jacket pocket. He busied himself with his cell phone.
"Assynolt...." Givan knocked on the door of Awang's room.
"Wa'alaikum salutations." The wife of Awang who.
The door opened, faced with a Nafisah.
"Where's Awang?" ask Givan later.
"Any, a minute?" Nafisah called her husband who was in the bathroom. He just told her to hurry in the bathroom.
Givan chose to sit next to his sister, until finally Awang approached him.
"Where, Van?" Sitting near Givan.
"Borrow your data, Naf, same Ai. I'll book a plane ticket. Later you guys go home together mamah and bang Ken." Givan explains directly about his parents' plan that was conveyed to him.
"Don't bother that, Van. To the extent that, bang Ken and mamah Dinda are intervening." Awang thought that Kenandra and Adinda wanted to drive them home.
"They have other destinations in Cirebon, Wang. Later, from getting off the plane directly find a station huh? Later you take the train group, continue to go down together at Cirebon station. You're from Cirebon take a cab or something, Ken's bang point and pay in. Because later mamah bang Ken only until Cirebon aja, not to your place." Givan understands that Awang has a fare limitation.
"Yes, Van. Later, I'll take my identity first." Awang moved back into his room, then he moved to the next room to retrieve his sister's personal data.
Unfortunately, when they both came out. Ai followed her brother who approached Givan, making Givan immediately feel uncomfortable being here. Not to mention, he was worried that someone would report and make his wife cry.
"This, Van. He said, Ai take this disposable flight." Awang gave the vehicle sim owned by Ai.
"Hmmm...." Givan could only shake his head.
"Can you?" ask Ai later.
"It can" Givan answered briefly.
"Who can, I can get here" added Ai, who Givan said was not important.
"Keep that kapok, Ai. Why go all the way here?" Awang let out his original accent while talking to his sister.
"Yes the intention is to live a good life, Ai?" Givan chuckles discordantly.
"Even if Canda isn't pregnant, I won't marry you. People I don't feel, obviously it's not my son." Givan was convinced of his remaining consciousness at the time.
"Ck, Aa's always nepis. We both know, another condition that Aa talks about no one," Ai said so confidently.
Gibran patted his brother's shoulder. He did not speak anything, but he was sure if his brother went straight up. He wanted his brother not to serve Ai's speech, so that Ai's speech did not have long tail.
"Hmmm...." Givan just sighed, he tried not to be provoked by Ai's words.
"Some of you won't be ready to be the connecting mother of Givan's children, Ai. Even if the widower, Givan, has many children," said Nafisah who Givan felt that Nafisah made the atmosphere worse.
"His wife doesn't mind her children using her own hands, when it's my turn to take care of all her children?" Ai glanced at her brother-in-law who had just come out with three cups of coffee.
"It's okay, be filial, let her heart be children. Beresin also had eight children's houses, plus Bang Givan's house as well." Gibran chuckled amusedly and made Givan want to persecute his sister.
"Ah, Canda is not so. All he knows is how to cook." Ai glanced at Givan who was trying to focus on his phone.
"Other sister Canda, another sister Ai. Take care of her children's house, your house, your in-laws' house, too. Let life be of any use, other than the ngacauin household of people. If you die in a state of exhaustion to take care of the husband's dwelling, where know the guarantee of heaven tuh. Aren't you? Rather than die of shame, from being whipped so many times. Not to mention the shame of the law to be expelled, until the photo signing of evidence of his legs was displayed in the village hall mading."
Givan looked towards his sister. He did not expect, his sister let out such a poignant word.
"Duh, dear brother-in-law I'm not Brother Ai. If it's Kak Ai's man, I put dirty clothes on every day. Dirty dishes I collect, so that every time Kak Ai comes to the mamah house to clean the house, Kak Ai has a job that is more tired. It's okay, Brother. Usually, Bang Givan royal to the wife. So, tired so tuh directly in exchange for red money." Gibran chuckled crisply.
"Yes, he's physically strong." Givan praised Ai, with a welcoming laugh of his unfriendly sister.
"Yes! Strong! Not rich Aa's wife at home! Anything, he can only whine and cry! It's a rich baby!" Ai is full of emotion in reversing Givan's praise.
Givan did not take that compliment. However, when his mouth was already open prepare to speak. Gibran even preceded his brother to chimed in Ai's speech.
"Yes, if the physical is strong, do not fight the weak. It is better to take the option of the most tasks and consume a lot of energy on earth, namely housewives. His wife is Bang Givan, she's Bang Givan's queen. Let alone to get used to being tired, he went down to the kitchen only Bang Givan panicked. Bang Givan didn't want a little accident, a little scratch, or make his wife smell like sweat. This Bang Givan really spoils his wife." Gibran patted his brother's faintly smiling shoulder with a focus on his phone.
"Rather than taking a job as an actor yesterday, it is better to take a job as a domestic assistant Bang Givan aja. Still able to live at home, still given the money Bang Givan, still able to see Bang Givan, even can see the show adult activities bang Givan and sister Canda. Where do you know, Brother Ai will be appointed as a cameraman." Gibran wrapped the sharp innuendo with a joke.
Givan laughed amusedly, patting his sister's mouth softly. "So far no one wants to be a cameraman. Always wear a tripod." Givan chimed in on his sister's jokes as much as possible.
Givan just found out, it turns out the youngest's mouth is no less sharp. In fact, managed to wrap the sharpness of the knife with bubble wrap and tape neatly.
"Well, tuh. Mending became a tripod, a silent witness to the history of life sowing seeds in the womb of sister Canda. Must be a big salary, Brother Ai. But of course the weight of the conditions. Can watch, can't stand."
Givan laughed, patting his brother's arm. Gibran's tone that seemed friendly, making sharp innuendo was conveyed without making his brother ride black.
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