Febry & Feby
The Mother's Stitches

Exactly at 17:00 Feby had stopped at home the motorbike was parked neatly in front of the house.

" The Assalaumualaikum "

" The Waalaikumsalam "

Feby went into the house and greeted his mother and sister-in-law who were relaxing while watching television.

" Same father Brother Andri has not returned ma'am ? "

" Not yet "

" Feby, let's taste the cake made by mbak" Hilwa said as she handed Feby a plate containing the cake.

" I'll take a shower first "

" Mom made coffee "

" No need to mbak, let me just "push Feby while walking to his room.

" Hilwa you don't spoil Feby" said Ms. Siti.

" No ma'am, sorry he just got home from work "

" It's okay, son, he's used to making his own coffee. You don't cape cape, keep your content "

" Good mom "

Before long Feby came out with a fresh face because he had just finished bathing. Of course he brought a cup of coffee to complement the cake.

" Mm-h.... It's great that "his hand keeps taking the cake. Hilwa just smiled looking at Feby.

Plaques

Lady Siti hit Feby's hand hard. Until Feby whimpered.

" Oww !!! Sick mom "

" You eat slowly - slowly ! Jangn spent all ! "

" Huhh mother, this is really good ma'am "

" When food is number one. See if your body will be wide ! "

" Wouldn't be boasted "the word Feby stopped. He almost said about his training.

" What is it ? " ask Ms. Siti while looking at her son's face.

" Mmm because I'm on the hehehe diet program "

" What diet ? ngaur you are "

Feby was just a whimper if he got his mother's scolding. Hilwa only shook her head when she saw her mother-in-law scolding her sister-in-law.

" Just spend Feb, and I'll do it again in the kitchen "

" Not Hilwa ! Get him 'em ! " said Ms. Siti forbade the queen. Feby remained grim while warming up his phone.

📩 Febry " Already home ? "

Feby saw his phone again vibrating. And there was a message coming in from Febry.

📩 Feby " Already. Why ? "

📩 Febry " Ga "

📩 Feby " 😢 "

📩 Febry " Why ? "

📩 Feby "Reply short ! "

📩 Febry " 😁"

📩 Feby " 😌 "

📩 Febry "Hour 8 mabar yes in regular place "

📩 Feby " Okay "

" Feby, later on at 8th half-hour please deliver the stitches of the mother yes "pinta Bu Siti.

" Where is ma'am ? "

" To Mr. Salim's house "

" Salim sir ?? "

" That's his son's name is Jafar "

" Oh. Yes, Feby will be interracial. If you don't forget, hahaha "

Bugcuts

The pillow landed on Feby's face with a very collar. Feby just laughed looking at his emotional mother.

" Assalamualaikum" said Mr. Ahmad and Andri who had just returned from work.

" The Waalaikumsalam "

" Well, there's cake" Andri said. Just now Andri wanted to take a cake made by his wife quickly Feby took it while saying.

" It's mine ! "

" Who did that make him ? "

" Mr Hilwa "

" That means it's got a sister ! Where is here ! " pinta Andri while extending her hand.

" a ! "

The debate between brother and sister made Hilwa dizzy. And finally Hilwa pinched her husband's hand.

" Awwa is sick "

" It was noisy ! I'll do it again " said Hilwa, drawing her husband's hand.

" But deck "

" Tuh said Mbak Hilwa later made again "sahut Feby who still gave the cake.

" Care attention to you ! " threatened Andri. Feby just stuck out his tongue.

Hilwa laughed at her husband's childlike behavior. While Mr. Ahmad chose to bathe in listening to the debate of his children. Lady Siti pum went to the kitchen to make coffee for her husband.

" Anyway, the cake will immediately put it in the bedroom yes deck. Let my greedy sister not ask for it ! "

" Biain "not upset Feby even mocked his brother by feeding the cake to his mouth with his silly style that makes Andri upset.

Feby was alone in the living room. Because only alone, Feby un went into the room while carrying the cake and coffee.

Tok.

" Feb... Feby "panggi Bu Siti while banging on her son's bedroom door. Because there was no answer, Ms. Siti immediately opened her son's room.

" I'm sorry "Siti's mom closed her son's room again. Feby was praying.

" I thought you were sleeping Feby or wearing a headset. Eh ga yearya again pray "inner Bu Siti.

" Why Ma ? " ask Mr. Ahmad.

" This is Sir. Want to ask Feby for help to deliver stitches to Mr. Salim's house "

" Keep Febynya want to deliver no ? "

" Want. But just now when mom came in, Feby was praying "

" Oh. Just wait for mom "

" Yes Sir "

5 minutes later Feby came out of his room and Feby walked over to his mother and father who were relaxing.

" Where's the stitching bu ? "

" This "Bi Siti gave the stitches to Feby.

" Have you paid yet ma'am ?

" Not yet "

" Yes I'm gone first yes "

Feby quickly went from his home to Mr. Salim's residence on foot. Feby rarely carries a bike unless he works new he uses his bike.

tock..

" Feb... Feb "

Andri knocked on his sister's room door. But the one with the room is not inside.

" It's free to knock on the door" said Mr. Ahmad.

" Why is it, sir ? "

" The man does not exist either "

Pak Ahmad and Bu Siti compact laugh at Andri.

" But the bike has a sir "

" He didn't take Andri's motorbike" his mother said.

" Oh hehee. Andri thought he was in the room "Andru was embarrassed for him, he had wanted to prank his sister. But the opposite is true.

On the way to Mr. Salim's house, Feby meets Roby who is in a stall.

" Feb, where are you going ? "

" I'm going to go between the stitches first "

" Want to be accompanied ? "

" No need to "

" okay. Don't forget the mabar "

" Aaasiap "

Feby continued to move his legs and finally arrived in front of Mr. Salim's house.

" Assalamualaikum" said Feby.

" Waalaikumsalam, uh Feby. What's up ? "

" Mmm this sis wants to interstitch the stitch " replied Feby while giving the stitch that was wrapped in black plastic.

" Oh yeah, not paid yet ? "

" Not yet brother "

" A minute you take the money first, enter first Feb "letah Jafar.

" Not to brother. Feby's just outside "

" All right, wait a minute "

Feby just nodded his head.

" Oh my goodness. Is that true, Jafar ? Really handsome though. Hehee. Her smile was so sweet "inner Feby.

" So how much is Feby ? " Jafar's voice revives Feby's daydream.

" Huh .... Mmm 20 thousand feet "

" This is "Jafar gave his money to.

" Thank you, brother "

" Sister to thank, suture umi sister has been delivered to the house "

" That's why Feby said yes brother "

" Yes, greetings to your mother, father and brother Andri yes. Thanks Feby "

" Same - same brother. Assalamualaikum "

" The Waalaikumsalam "

Feby continued walking while smiling to himself. Until the post kamling Feby still smiling. Febry was there until he was surprised to see his best friend. With sign language, Febry turned towards Robu and raised his eyebrows. Roby replied by shrugging his shoulders.

Febry's hand reflexes holding Feby's forehead checking for heat or not. Feby who was touched instantly woke up.

" Hah "Feby was shocked to be touched by Febry's forehead.

" Ih what - what the fuck ! " grunts Feby.

" Why are you ? " said Febry

" Eh Feby, from afar we notice you again smile - his own smile "said Roby. " What don't - don't you go to sambet ya hahaha" Roby said with a laugh.

" Yes to his good looks hahaha "

Febry and Roby were surprised to hear Feby say that.