Me VS Master
Innuendoes

Half-seven nights, Rafa just got back. After repeated calls from Livia were successfully ignored. The man got off the bike, opened the helmet glass and stared at the house with both doors open.

The breath was created first, before the black sports bike was abandoned, and walked towards the terrace while removing the helmet. Vino played a game on a mobile phone on the terrace, deliberately Rafa kicked his leg and passed, as if doing nothing.

In fact, Vino has rubbed his feet and nagged. But, Rafa actually lay on a long sofa, after first putting a helmet on the floor. Black leather jackets and gloves were just thrown on the table, he turned on the phone to see the notification continues to sound.

However, the flat object was thrown at the table, without the slightest intention of opening the message piled up. Rafa raises the right leg on the sofa armrest, leaving the left leg on the floor. The eyes are closed by him, putting the right arm right on the forehead.

"Okay, the busiest person in the world all day!" There was a sound, enough for Rafa to know who was also ringing the footwear. "Telfon not picked up, chat not answered! So arrogant!"

Rafa turned his head without lowering his arm from the forehead, noticing the nude heels about five centimeters away. "Why are you still here?" he asked, sitting spread both legs. His face was mounted lazy, the position was made without any firmness at all.

"Great cone of yours, Fa?" Livia sat down, putting down a cup of tea while watching the tired face nearby. "A lot of burden on your life."

"Ma ... Mama seriously want to marry Anya the same Robby? Their ages are far different, Ma. In any case, not necessarily Anya will be happy. Why not choose your own husband, anyway? Still the age of fools?"

Livia glanced, hands reaching for the cup as well as the pedestal, sipping green tea had just been made by herself. "Want? Delicious, youh." Hand thrusting the cup, at him who threw a rough breath.

"Udahlah." Rafa leaned on his elbows, propped his head up and closed both eyes again.

Livia lifted both shoulders, sipped some more tea. Before finally the sound of commotion sounded, eyes were drawn to know. "Well, gini dong is beautiful!" Livia grinned, Rafa was provoked into opening her eyesight.

The eyes instantly widened, as they filled with sights never seen before. The body was tilted to the left with the head propped up on the palm of the hand, turning upright slowly.

Livia saw what kind of expression was shown by Rafa, the arm was nudged deliberately by him. "Beautiful, right?" he said, playing both eyebrows. "Inget, will not fall in love until the point of descent." Livia smiled, reminding of the stern voice that Rafa had aired first.

The man turned his head, to him who began to stand up and approach the child. Rafa's eye seeds stutter without knowing the perfect stopping place, until sounds force their way into the ears. Who else if not Juju and Alya, who seemed to be deliberately insinuating their master.

"Nyesel without being able to follow, nyesek gaaaaais ends!" juju said, deliberately made firmer.

"Hahaha, prestige don't be high, Al. If you want to see, look. Why are you confused about that?"

"Hahaha, there's red, Ju. But not watermelon!"

As if the two were falling apart from each other, Livia smiled wider. However, all had to stop, as Rafa stood with a sharp gaze, at the two people who instantly inched behind Vanya's body.

"I don't care who you're out with. Inget a curfew, because it's not the weekend!" rafa insists on Vanya, walking towards the stairs.

"Rather, Fa. It's so bright." Livia glanced at the departure of the man who passed through her body. "Ati-ati, fear of fire if kept constantly!"

Rafa did not stop, or just look. Then the black-shirt man combed the stairs, heading to his private room. Juju and Alya turned their heads, both poking and running towards the bottom of the stairs, holding hands on the wooden handle.

"Well, this Abis Vanya is going to marry you! We lost Vanya, dong!" juju said intentionally, raising his voice.

"If the marriage is the same handsome guy whose money is not exhausted anyway, no longer need to think about work! Iidup is like a queen, no more babu!"

Rafa stops, Juju and Alya react and signal each other to leave immediately. The two run again, holding Vanya and her mother's arms. Rafa took a very deep breath, with no donated sound. Eager to curse or throw his team child with anything, but all must be stopped for courtesy towards Livia.

Vanya gave enough silence, although in the end was also surprised after hearing the sound of the door slamming. "God ... This house can still stand, very good." Vanya sweeps the chest. "You two, anyway! This is eaten, and you know the taste! I'm the master of a starving lion, still being bullied!"

"Hahaha, ignore! They are both immune!" Juju and Anya shook their hands.

"Udah, come! Papa's been waiting there." Livia reminds time of her daughter. Suppose accepted, swinging your legs together to immediately come to the restaurant has been ordered.

While Rafa, the male iyh was pacing around in the room. A little bit of tranquility is not to be had, turning repeatedly the black ring on the left index finger. "Stupid girl! I should have knocked his head against the wall, so I could think a little! I want to be fooled!" rafa Ompat.

"Rich, handsome?! Why do you want to be rich as handsome, if you can not give happiness?! Rich what handsome, also will not guarantee can make comfortable! You idiot!" he said again, without stopping ironing the floor with white sneakers.