I LOVE YOU, ENCUS
Origin

" lady... Lamar Mira for Rayyan."

Uhuk...

" Drink ma, pa." Rayyan's two hands thrust a glass at his father and mother.

After vertical drink, the throat was relieved but the heart was arrogant to hear the words of his son, mama Sarah menoyor the head of his sableng child.

" Effort first, play lamar." Mom went to the kitchen.

Papa shook his head in disbelief with the behavior of his son, who was getting sharpleng more and more.

" When rejected is not ashamed of you? Suddenly want to slam the Mira? Love papa first how the guy."

Rayyan took the phone, opened the gallery and gave it to her papa.

" This, look."

" How come I've seen this face?"

" Non't."

" Really."

" Where?"

" On your phone."

" Pope....!" Rayyan took back her phone furious. Annoyed by his papa.

" Papa and mama are compact, equally strange, mate pantesan." sungutu.

" That means you don't fit in with Mira, Ray." Mama chimed in Rayyan's words while returning to her seat, laying balado eggs as a companion to eat rice sat, breakfast that morning.

" Yes....."

" He's a bitch, you're a somplak."

" It can be null." Rayyan won't lose.

" What?"

" Yes the solplice."

" What is null disease?"

" Papa means sick mama?"

" Hus.... Ngawur ngawur nih mouth when you say." Mama wants to puff her son's mouth with the movement of his hand that rotates in the air.

" I'm gonna get a little from...."

" Want to say that papa is also somplak, you son of sableng." His father knocked Rayyan on the head.

" Can I brainwash later on." Rayyan stroked her head which was still in pain.

" You fall many times during the race just no problem, the time is only in ketok gini aja gagar brain."

" It hurts pa." He complained, because his father again tapped his head in the same place.

" Well race, so go next year?" ask mama.

" Be."

" Keep Mira?"

" I don't think I have any way to get him, it's hard. How try?"

" Easy to do circuitry."

" Yes." Really."

" Try finding out her life, further acquaintance. There's a saying, don't know then don't love." Said his father, trying to give his son a solution

" I just found out, baby." Her speech.

" That's what I call first sight love. It's hard to get it, yeah pa." Mama glanced at papa who even felt insinuated.

" If papa's not your first sight, but the results are stolen look."

Rayyan stopped chewing, hearing her papa's words.

" What is that?"

" Yes, how about it?" Papa's upset himself now.

" You're in the office every day, working together just stymied by glass, from there you look, look for attention to you."

"So when mama became a secretary papa, did papa already like mama? Not because of that?"

" What happened?" Rayyan is now increasingly interested in the story of her mother and father.

Both pairs of eyes his parents looked at alternately, realizing that they were free to speak.

" What happened ma, pa?" Ask Rayyan again.

" What happened to your sister?" chirps the papa, who immediately got a blow from Sarah's mother.

" Not to be mentioned anymore."

But her mother's words made Rayyan even more curious.

" Come dong pa, ma'am story." His insistence.

" Recycle your food!" Mama distracts by pointing at the rice that is still on Rayyan's plate.

" So soon, but it's a story." Rayyan scooped voraciously, even that much rice was instantly exhausted without pause.

" Glek... Gleck... Ah... It's over, let's tell the story."

Rayyan put an empty glass on the table, and cupped a spoon sign of breakfast.

Mama and papa just look at each other, confused, should he tell the beginning of their relationship to his son who has curiosity is too high, but school lessons can always be fitting, the right value, just to get to class. Not stupid, just that he does not like to study with books, but rather with direct practice, and motorized hobbies that can not be lost until now, he said, even make it successful even though academically he is not good. That's why Rayyan's parents never forced Rayyan to work in his company anyway now he can collect savings, open a workshop as well as a special motorbike showroom racing itself, without the help of his parents. At least that was enough to make both of his parents proud.

For office and company affairs there is still Jonathan who can handle, Jonathan is indeed smarter than Rayyan.

Luckily, as parents, mom and dad never required their kids to obey their wishes. Only they ask that their children be held accountable for their own decisions. The ideal parenting ideas that children want.

" Let's tell the story." Rayyan supported her hand to hear the love story of her parents.

" Papa's leaving." Papa blurred immediately, looking at the clock on the wrist. Good reason to avoid Rayyan.

" Mama's home, right?"

Mama's confused now, she's never been anywhere, she used to go to the shop by noon, and it's still early.

" Mama's going to Geby's."

" Excuse." Rayyan snorted in annoyance and left her mother.

Mama knows Rayyan is disappointed because of curiosity, she knows for sure that a Rayyan can not let herself in such a state. Always want something certain, not hang and die of curiosity.

Sure enough, now the boy came back and sat in front of the mother who had not moved.

" Yeah.... Ma's.. Ma'am..." His eyes were, displaying puppy eyes.

" Why are you always like this." Mama pinched the old little girl's wrath.

" Tell me, please?"

Mama sighed, exhaling her heavy breath. Avoiding this other child will not be easy. There was no choice, he had to tell her about an incident he did not want to remember. Now he is happy.

" In mama's room."

" Ok."

Rayyan followed Sarah's mother who walked into the room.

In the room, Rayyan sat on the sofa. Sarah's mother took the book in the closet. Take the book, and give it to Rayyan.

Rayyan received a book that was obsolete, as it had been for a long time, but not dusty, because

well kept in the closet.

" Open and read, don't ask, then just the same mom, not with your dad. Especially with your brother, because your brother doesn't know about this."

Rayyan opened the first sheet, inscribed with an engraved title of 'Story of Sarah'.

" Mama dairy?"

" There's everything you want to know about mom and dad. But don't be angry, because it's over, and we're happy now."

Rayyan was getting curious about the contents of the book,

want to open and read until it is done right then and there. But the phone in his pocket sounded.

" Hello Met."

" Exercise now."

" Ok, I'm there now."

" Want to practice?" Ask Sarah's mom.

" Yes, prepare for the next season. Hopefully this could be the last season like you asked."

" It's not like that, you just want what's best for you." Mama stroked Rayyan's arm.

" I get it, I'll take care of you."

Rayyan kissed her mother's cheek before coming out of her room, carrying her mother's book.

" Ma, I might not come home during practice. I'm staying in the shop." He stopped at the doorway, only to say that.

" Be careful."

" Wish Ray, let him win, for his trophy dowry."

" When mama is given a trophy."

" It's not just the cup."

" Keep what?"

" The diamond shop has a mother.... Haha...." Rayyan ran out, avoiding the pillow that floated towards her.

" At least your presence is proof that your mother has recovered from Ray's wounds, even though your brother's presence is a tragedy."

Mama took the pillow she threw and put it back on the bed.