Let Us Unite

Let Us Unite
Part 104's. The Twins' stratagem


After school, the twins immediately approached his opinion which was now waiting to look at the pigeon that was in a cage and was being hung in front of him.


"Why do you feel sad again?" tristan asked while sitting next to Alberto who was propping up his chin followed by Nathan who was sitting next to his op.


"Opa is just sad because in the afternoon opa will part with this beloved animal opa," he pointed to the pigeon in front of him.


"Why do we have to split up, will it be sold?" nathan asked still curious about his op-ed.


"Will disate," replied Alberto flatly.


"Kok disate anyway if Opa dear?"


"Your Papa's request. He said that the granddaughter of opa wanted to eat satay, this pigeon," Alberto said while staring intently at his grandson made them misunderstand.


"It's not Opa" Nathan said, raising his hands exactly as the suspect surrendered to police.


"Not me Opa." Tristan followed her brother's movements.


"Who is accusing you?"


"Keep if you don't accuse us why does Opa look at us like that?" To them his gaze looked horror in their eyes.


"Ah no, Opa just thought if when pregnant with you mama you guys crave weird like now?"


"Nwidam? Oh so this is the wish of the grandpa?"


"Who else is Itan if not him, but said mommy Lusy when mommy pregnant us both not much demand Opa. Yes just want a young mango the same typical food of this country but at that time lucky friend Daddy Edward opened an Indonesian restaurant there so it was easy to get it," explained Tristan.


"Ooh, that's it" Alberto said, rubbing his two grandchildren's hair.


"What is so special about this Opa bird? I look at it like a normal pigeon. Why does Opa look so affectionate?"


"This is indeed a pigeon darling but includes the type of racing pigeon. He has won the race three times and always wins. You know that car Opa was wearing?"


"Know Opa," said the two while nodding.


"That Opa bought from the prize that Opa got from the race, how Opa does not love the bird if he already boasts Opa among bird-loving entrepreneurs."


"Opa wasn't kidding, was he? The race period of the bird racing prize can be to buy a car." Tristan can't believe it.


"That's an international competition, participants from different countries."


"So this bird beat the other birds from various countries?" Now Nathan asked. Alberto just nodded.


"Means the price will be expensive dong Opa if sold? Darling dong if it's disate." Nathan nods to agree with his sister's question.


"Yes, it must have been expensive to buy 1.2 billion, especially now he has proven to always win in racing."


"What?!" Both of them gaping to hear the nominal mentioned opanya.


"Actually Opa does not care about the price, it's just that birds with high flying speed like that are very rare and some people who have birds like this do not want to sell it" said Alberto sad.


"Then do not need to be sat down Opa let us find another bird just to be satate right dear Opa." The stingy souls of the two children thrashed. Especially when they see the sad hue of his opanya face they feel unbearable.


"Don't, let Opa be okay. Opa just want to look at this bird satisfied before parting ways. Later if your mother's wishes are not obeyed want you to have a brother who is upset?"


"Ah that's just the Opa myth, in science there is no evidence at all."


"But last night your Papa pleaded with Opa and Opa promised your father to allow this bird to be mate."


"And we can exchange it for another Opa dove."


"Let's not Papa you are disappointed that your papa is now again excited, but you want to fulfill your mama's craving. If exchanged papa you must be suspicious because he used to observe this bird often," said Alberto resigned.


"Akh it turns out Opa same Papa is just as unfair, it used to be fitting our pregnant mama nothing nurutin is now fit again pregnant with deduct all obedient," Tristan said pouting towards his opinion. Pretending to be envious when in the heart only pity the same opinion.


"So you're jealous? Opa does not mean different you. If in the past opa know for sure opa find your mama and nurutin request cravings but unfortunately papa you do not tell Opa. continue Opa what dong?"


"Find another dove that looks like Opa and we trade it for this one and this bird we're hiding first."


"Alright if it wants you guys I will tell Mr. Agus to look for it but if later your sister is ileran do not blame opa ya!"


"Okay, ready for Opa."


Alberto went to Agus sir while both of his grandchildren smiled while tos.


"Yes Atan, but if Dedek later really ileran you are responsible."


"Son this is your idea Itan so you have to take responsibility."


"May not Atan, bismillah."


They both laughed then went into the house and immediately changed clothes in the room and followed his opinion to the room Mr. Agus.


"How come Sir is there the same?" Mr. Alberto is not sure there is the same with his pigeon because of the arrangement of the feathers are unique and different from others.


"Actually you have my friend's master but only the shape and fur are the same but if the speed I think is still far from the pigeon belongs to Master."


"It's okay we don't need his speed."


"How much is uncle?" babbles both.


"Because only won the national level racing race yesterday there were those who bid fifty million but the people did not want to let go if not a hundred million," replied Mr. Agus.


"It's okay to just take it if it's the same."


"Now Sir?"


"Yes now before Zidane goes home the bird is already here."


"What do you think Mr Den Zidane wants to join the racing pigeon as well?"


"It's not for piarara but for slaughter to be satay."


"What?!" Mr. Agus was shocked and the two little boys just laughed at him.


"Yes there, Agus is leaving!" Alberto's orders.


"Good sir." Pak Agus immediately rushed to his friend's employer's house with a big heart.


"Crazy pigeons expensive want to disate why not look for a hundred thousand if the excess money mah stay practiced just the same, Agus, of course, Pak Agus, is happy to accept it." He didn't know that there wasn't a pigeon that this must have been a more expensive pigeon that was a victim.


In the afternoon Zidane and Isyana approached the birdhouse and picked up the bird for slaughter. Isyana seems to have been unable to eat the bird as evidenced by the saliva that seemed to drip from earlier.


"Pa thank you for allowing it" Zidane told Alberto as he watched the pigeon in his hand he looked so happy.


While Alberto was only fixated on staring at Zidane, he actually did not have the heart to lie to his son. I want him to be honest at this time and let the pigeon that costs a hundred million aja he keeps but his two grandchildren did not stop looking at him from making him stop telling the truth.


"Pa, are you still thinking?"


"Ah no" said Alberto.


"Thank you Pa" Zidane said.


"Yes." Yeah."


After being slaughtered Zidane immediately handed over to his assistant to mate the bird. Isyana who could not bear to follow her maid to the kitchen and helped her.


After the satay is finished in the bakar bi Ina serves it to the dining table with rice and sauce. As usual, Zidane always accompanied his wife to eat the food that Isyana wanted while pregnant. The twins peeked from far away laughing.


"Hmm, how good is the sate, would you like to try it?" bargaining Isyana while thrusting satay into her husband's mouth but Zidane shook his head.


"Eat it specifically for you."


"Hmm, really good satay bird I just tried this time," said Isyana while chewing her food.


"It's good when a bird that costs 1.2 billion is bad." Zidane.


"What?!" Isyana was shocked to hear Zidane's words and suddenly his throat was choked fortunately he did not faint. He thought that because of its completely unattractive shape the bird was cheap.


"Why not tell me it's expensive? Surely Papa is disappointed with Syasa," protested Isyana. She felt bad for her in-laws.


His two sons approached Isyana. "Opa sincerely kok Ma he said for the sake of dedek," Tristan said with a laugh.


Strange why they laugh?inner Isyana.


Seriate....


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