
This morning the mother cook puffed fish as a menu today, bloated fish seasoned with mix spices ala-a mother, while watching television, chat was inevitable.
But different from mother and father, more precisely on mother. Mother is doing a cold war action against one's father, while the father does not feel being hostile to mother, after all the father is still behaving the same as usual.
"Dad, what time did you come home last night? Ani when in the dictionary buyin, yeah? kamaren didn't you say you want Ani to go to the bookstore to buy a dictionary? I didn't come home last night!" asked Ani who bombed the father's bardir with a question, with her face bent for failing to buy a dictionary.
"Dad instead of not coming home, Ni. just late coming home" said the father straightened out Ani's words.
"Dad, it works a long way!" exclaimed Apri who seemed to give support to father.
"Yes Pri. his father worked far away, so he came home late." said the father.
"Alesan bae.." said mother ketus.
"Yes, yes, I am. ora believe very luh ama cave!" exclaimed father, still fine mother who is sinking.
"Lu bener bae grotto ora believe, what else is no lie. ora believe once the cave mah ama luh." exclaimed mother.
"Hus, speaking of what the hell luh. there is a boy tuh on the dread." said the father.
"Babies? whose kid is that kid?" apri asked with her innocent face.
"That noh boy again on the kite maen on television, Pri." exclaimed the father who had news on television featuring children playing kites.
"Apri, have you eaten him?" ask the mother who is still loyal to feed Apri.
"Udah ah bun, Apri mao maen sepedah first ya bun!" exclaimed Apri who immediately woke up from her seat.
"Drink first, Pri." said the mother while thrusting a glass of water.
After drinking water, Apri looked towards the kitchen to pick up and remove the dishes stored in the kitchen.. Apri came out on a bicycle.
"Well, liet dah.. Cool apri isn't ya?" apri asked while riding her bike.
"Yes, Apri is really cool." replied Dad.
"Pri, the stomach is conditioned." said Naya who meredek Apri.
"Biari, weeek." said Apri as he stuck his tongue out and began to scratch his bike.
Apri out playing with a carefree face.
"Let's go, let's go." take Ani, who's done with her breakfast.
"Come, I'm done too" exclaimed father.
"Where's the taro bun?" ask Ani.
"Taro bae bathroom, don't forget to wash your hands." said the mother.
Ani was about to step towards the bathroom with a dish she ate.
"This is Ni, all my dishes are brought." said the father while thrusting his plate at Ani.
Ani grabs the plate that dad put on her and says, "Dad, did you wash your hands?" ask Ani.
"Dad was washing his hands" replied the father.
Ani stepped into the bathroom with her old dinner plate and father's plate. While the father walked outside the house with a glass of water.
"Alah, most also drinking water to wash hands." said mother.
"Mother's with dad?" ask Naya to mom.
"Your father is noh wrong, ora know what is in the house thinking he who belom home.who ora go home ora has his mind." said the mother expressed her frustration.
"Laaah, yes when the father works bun.it is also sent nanem noh tree on the side of the toll road." say father when entering the house again by putting an empty glass to the floor.
"Emang ora can what a phone call, call for what are you sure to use if ora luh use for cave phone? tidakannin mah." cerocos mother expressed her annoyance at father.
"Yes the cave forgets Imah." said the father.
"Now mah, I want to go home to cake, ora cake, bodo very. like luh bae." said the mother again.
"Yes, have you, what is the anger." persuaded the father while wearing a jacket preparing to leave.
"Well go home, caveman, ora go home yes not cave man!" exciting mother.
"Mother." call Ani, who's already standing behind you.
"Why Ni?" ask mother.
"Tar first, mother take the money first." exchange mother while getting up from her seat and walk to the room to take the pocket money for Ani.
In the front room that is used as a gathering place for family members or a place to eat together.
"It's in front of the bun, wear shoes" said Ani who left the front room.
"Yes." the voice of the mother who spoke Ani's words.
"Dad anyway, the mother is tambek tuh." said Naya who still lives breakfast.
"Well, you're Nay's working dad." said Dad.
"Yes, I didn't say anything to my mother overtime" Naya said.
"In the words of forgotten father, people forget the sign of not wanting Nay" said the father who tried to defend himself.
"I'm sorry, let's not sulk anymore" explained Naya.
"What must you do, I'm sorry for your mother? it's when Nay's dad works" said dad.
"Au very ah well. emang father like that in cuwekin sama mother?" ask Naya.
"Well, you are at home" replied the father.
"Yes sonoh apologized.. Bae-baein mother yah." said Naya by hinting father to enter following mother to the room.
"Dad try." said the father who understood Naya's intentions.
Dad went into the room was looking at the mother who was opening one by one the box closet.
"What are you looking for again?" ask the father who is still standing in front of the door.
"From the wallet, you forget the wallet." replied the mother.
"Where is taro mother?" ask dad again.
"Taro is the closet, in the slippage of clothes." replied the mother.
"Why do you scream in the closet?" ask the father while sitting himself on the edge of the bed.
"Well, I forgot." said the mother and turned to the wood closet.
"Bun, here is bun." said the father as he patted his hands on the mattress near the father sat down.
"Mao why sit? no liet, people are earning money for Ani's school fees?" push mom with ketus mode without looking at dad.
"Yes already bun, crave again bae ya!" exclaim father.
"Bodo." answered mother.
Finally after a long search in some clothes inserts, mother found her wallet. Then take a piece of paper money from inside the wallet and save his wallet back in the tinsel.
Dad pulled her right hand and said, "Sorry cave, huh."
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