Gannaya, My Adore
GMA 2: Hair Cut.
"Duh, really jolly." a woman owner of the salon, menjwil both cheeks Adela from behind. Adela who was already sitting on the chair looked in the mirror, just laughing. This child is known to be friendly and cute. It's just that if the person who is a bitch he does not like, he will definitely pinch or bite. Compared to all the children of Ammar and Gana, Adela who is better known fierce if angry. But it will turn sweet if Bintang, the son of Yuni and Bima are playing home.
"Tante started Creambath, yeah, son."
"Lulucin bica ndak?" even though his message to Gana when at home, he only wants to be creambath only.
Incidentally today only Ammar invites this child to go to the salon without Brother and Adela's Sister. Because they were all in Grandpa and Grandma's house. While Gana and Alda did not come because there were friends of his High School who visited the house. Yeah, like a reunion.
"Rebonding?" the woman lifted a few strands of Adela's hair that resembled her kwetiau into the air to be seen.
"It could be ...," she replied.
"Yes, Tan. Lulucin is dead."
Before nodding the woman turned to Ammar who was still busy with a device in front of his ears. Stand waiting for them.
"But your father said it was just creambath aja."
"Yeah ...." Adela throbs sadly. He just stared at the mirror.
"When I want to be in lulucin. Keliting like gini tuh libet." Geez this kid, so old. Haha. He finds it difficult to comb. The comb he uses likes to get stuck in a pile of hair. So he let his hair bloom and in the ledge of his brothers.
"Kinky kayak gini even make you more funny. Really," replied the salon owner. The subscription place of the Artanegara family that once cut the price can make the stomach cry.
"Sneak?" from pouting to turning sweet.
"What to cut? Later aunty thinin so not really grow." because wrong shampoo. Adel's curly hair is good even so blooming and hard. Gana even put on a cat shampoo that Art bought wrong in the store.
"Yes is fine." the gemoy nodded.
"Izin wasn't the same, Papa?"
"Yes, I can." The boy was welcome to come down from the chopping chair, approaching his Papa.
"Mah ...." Ammar, who was still laughing with Mahendra, lowered his eyes downwards as his fourth child pulled the edge of his shirt.
"Yes, son?"
"I want to be cut into her hair."
"In pieces?" clarifies.
"But Mama said just tell creambath aja," as if smoother.
"Gape, Pah. Cones." Adela shows her hair like a lioness, very tangled.
Feeling sorry to see the child who was immediately scolded because of the subtle repulsion from him, Ammar also became pity. He was tearing his son's hair. "Yes, anyway. It's like an old doormat."
"Huh? What was?" Adela frowned.
Hurriedly shook his head than this child sulked and cried. Where if you have been crying, the fast is louder than the toa in the village office. "It's nothing to cut."
"Yes, pickle!" Adela ran to the salon owner with a tinge of pleasure. Ammar is back on his phone.
"Cut it up, Aunt. My papa can."
"Which model is it?" the woman pointed to one of the pictures of children with various hairstyles on the walls of the salon.
"This one is ajah. Nice." Adela shows girls with short cuts like men. If the language of the salon with a model of yongen pieces.
"Truly this one? It will be short."
"Yes, benel. That was aah!"
It seems that if Ammar and Adel had reached home there would have been a glowering glow coming out of Gana's lips.
Haha.
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Assalammualaikum, Haii love-love. No one is surprised, this story I up again? I just miss you guys again, peepers. Get healthy, yeah.
This story is not to be waited for, yes. I'll get up if I want to get up.
comment yes.only time I up again tomorrow wkwkw, but plis don't wait.
the gemoy, this nih abis barin in temurain is the same mother, wkwkwkw.