Dream Crack
RM264-SAM. Barmy
"Father deserves to be a candidate. The DPRD candidate is, Pah." Givan chuckled with his father, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Don't! Lots of girls have a crush later!" Adinda directly forbid with an unpleasant tone.
"Oh yeah? Anybody want to be the same old man? It's okay, Dek. So regent deh lah," bargained Adi idly.
"Can't!" Adinda glanced at her husband sharply.
"Cirtain can." Adi chuckled crisply, pulling his wife's chin.
"But the elders aren't right, Pah. Still can get that thirty years." Gibran patted the collar of his father's shirt.
The three men laughed loosely, as Adinda left in her fury. Givan doesn't understand why his mother seems to love him so much now. In fact, he had seen the point where his mother did not look respect to his father.
"What pellets?" givan asked ambiguously, pointing to his mother who had passed.
Adi turned his head in the direction that Givan pointed. He could still see Adinda walking up to the doorstep of the room. "Japanese Pelllets. There's money, brother, baby. No money, brother you kick." Adi was humming.
"That ah, that set the money is mamah too." Givan lowered his tone, so as not to be caught by his mother when she was talking about her mother.
"No idea, Van. Because every day together always. Only, because there has been a mistake he was even more vigilant. Kek suspected continues, reasonable anyway because we are also fitting given the relaxation of freedom even stain his trust. HP, all medsos, mbanking did not escape being checked by your mama. Like Gmail, check regularly. Want to say how uncomfortable it is, it was Papah's own fault. Self-conscious, it's hurt." Adi spoke seriously in a soft tone.
"What is the problem between Papah and Mama?" Gibran knew nothing, because of the cracking of his parents' household, he was in a boarding school.
"Well, you've made a mistake first. How are you doing with Mariam?" Adi patted his son's cheek, deliberately distracting his son.
"Told over there try, Pah." Gibran ruffled his hair. "Duh, I'm afraid. I'm brave, Pah." Gibran imagined it was already so mentally tested.
"The same as Chandra. Alibi friends, friends, friends, catapulting him. Just now I'm limiting, not anything, Pah. Still equally small, Izza's mother asked Izza ditali with Chandra. Dikhitbah so like, if the fiance is a female male, it is a ring for her only female. Duh, the weight of the heart. I want Chandra to focus first, not the girls. Because of this, Pah. Not necessarily also the soul mate is Izza, his name is also love monkey. I used to date Fira for years, but it's just as durable as Canda." Givan is more afraid if his son has a domestic failure, if the marriage is too early. At least, he wanted Chandra to solidify his heart first.
"Duh, what are you going to do? The child is still Junior High. If you say it again, just tell me to come here. Tell me, Papah still has a bujang child. Does his son want to be thrown here, for Papah's bachelor." Adi was only joking, evident from him smote it with laughter.
"I don't want to, Pah," Gibran refused.
Adi chuckles. "Well, does it look like Mariam is noisy, he said? Can you practice in bed later?" Adi deliberately did not convey to his son, if Mr. Taleb prohibits the marriage of their children on the grounds Gibran has not been able in the economic field.
"Yes not because Mariam stuck it too. Just not good, from the beginning he's the one I responded to. It must have been very bad, later on I married another woman. Insha Allah can, later while looking at the total at HP."
Adi and Givan's laughter instantly broke. They understood what Gibran meant.
"Whisper it! It's been night!" Gavin appeared in the doorway of the room which let out a lot of laughter.
Some days he is still focused on resting, he is recovering his body condition to be ready to leave for Brazil.
"Sorry, Brey. Let's go, Bran," take Givan later.
He does not want his job abandoned, because fun is joking.
"Come, Bang." Gibran put back the precious map for his life.
"So I can doodle the room, Pah?" ask Gibran, when he was cleaning his map in the closet.
"By, your room. Other rooms do not, later calculated the lodging of the child TK." Adi got out of that bed.
"Okay, Pah. Thanks, Pah?" Gibran's smile was engraved wide.
Afterwards, Gibran got up and rushed after his brother who was waiting in front of the house. "Well, I'm leaving just like Givan, '" Gibran exclaimed, stepping out.
"Yes, ati-ati," replied Adinda who was in her room.
At his age, he could not stand to stay up.
"Come on, Dek." Adi entered the room, after locking and checking several doors and windows.
"Okay, old man. Sleep on it." She patted the pillow next to him.
"Sangu first, will go to Cirebon. Later Abang in Canda, the house must be seen and cleaned. But stay there."
She had already guessed the direction of her husband's mind. Adinda doesn't understand, why can the bed thing be said for 'sangu'? In fact, the need will continue to need even though pressed not to do it.
"Yes, it's up to you. I beg you to understand, so that our children all we consider children can be happy in the future. Kasian, if Ken has to live in the wrong perspective. Mumpung Alvi and her Haris bang are still alive, so can be asked directly." She watched her husband climb into the bed.
"Yes too, let Ken not misunderstand. But you can misunderstand, if Adek nolak. How many more days to try? Brother must pursue the target, so that later he will not miss." Adi plays his fingers carving lines on his wife's face.
This even makes Adinda's money wider.
"Don't sleep!" Adi shook his wife's body.
"Oh, okay-okay." My sister suddenly opened her eyes in shock.
"Gee! The dodol!" Adi immediately put his position.
A few days after today, Givan arrived the Awang troupe and his family who say goodbye to his home. The problem is still the same, Givan is worried about Ai's ravings, because his wife is so easily affected.
"Let's go to mamah, bother coming here." Canda warmly welcomes guests who come to his house.
Givan was shaking his body, trying to put Cala to sleep. Unfortunately, Cala's eyes remained wide open capturing an already clear image in her eyes. I didn't want to fall asleep after the shower this time.
His voice shrill, Givan knew if his son did not like the position. He changed the position of his son, now his hand is supporting the body of Cala who is lying on her stomach in his arm. Cala's cute face was clearly displayed, eyes similar to his father's were observing the guests who came.
"Yes, Van? Morning, take care of the child." The little cackle.
"He'em, thank God all children are taken care of by the hands of their children. The one who was full lived the same Ghifar, the Ra. Astaghfirullah is a son, it must be in his father's hands." Givan shook his head, remembering the time when Ra was a child.
"Where's he, Mas?" timpal Canda, by serving mineral water packaging glass stored under the guest table.
"He'em, from a big belly. So it's just enough for gout."
Their tension is diluted by pleasantries discussing the child.
"The youngest is also a large, twelve-month, four-to-five-kilo birth," Nafisah added later.
"Can it be normal?" Canda asked with a shocked expression.
"Normal, normal flow. But after it was referred, because the water was already murky. Worried about poisoning or how is it, when the hell is okay, healthy alhamdulilah," explained Nafisah.
"On the subject of the child, so I should discuss the child the father takes care of as well?" Ai stared intently at Givan, as if Givan was an irresponsible father to her son.
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