
Emang mother deliberately wait for Kalin, so fitting the door is shoved, mother immediately open the door.
"Finally my son came home too. How's it? mrs?" ask the mother who gently told Kalin to come in.
"Thank you, Raksa. I'd like to go home..."
"Same-sam, aunt. I'm sorry, um haven't slept yet, Tan?" ask Raksa. While the lips of Kalin already melyat-mleyot paci in your home that is already old.
"Omm? there was, just now to the kitchen, again to take a drink. Bentar, Auntie call, huh? sit down, Raksa!"
"You are Raksa first," mother's message to her son.
Once you get inside, the mercury puts itself on one of the sofas.
"Mang!" call Kalin.
"Gue know you baby!" said Raksa, deliberately do not want to be provoked by the led Kalin.
"The oysters?!! yes aampuun!" Kalin very gregetan same Raks ayang sitting nyante while a clay hape.
"Some one photographed us!" Raksa showing one of the photos in his hape.
"Mass? a brother? aka't? aa? udel uh udaaa!!" Kalin calls with various names.
"By the way tomorrow, it's gone now! so, you go home, right?" Kalin with his hands pointed towards the door, he smiled sweetly rich in low-calorie sugar, sweetness does not make envy.
Raksa shook his head, as if it was sticky as a sofa seat, "Udah lo calm!"
While Kalin who had been standing next to him, suddenly bent his legs lesehan on the floor, while incandescent feet Raksa, "Den Aden go home first huh? come back here tomorrow, okay? it's bobo fish night..."
"Eh, uh, what are you doing?" Raksa nyirin Kalin's hand, he's ticklish.
But squirming the gelagat Raksa held by his feet was even amused, came up with a ignorant idea so that this person could go home quickly. He kept his feet moving with super slow motion. It's more precisely ngelus instead of mijit.
"Review, watch out, Lin! ntar anakonda I'm awake! singkirin lo's hands!"
"Where? whereabouts? whereabouts? the snake?!!!" Kalin panicked, while Raksa gawked at Kalin who was riding on the same sofa as himself with a squatting position. He looked down at me once there was a uler ready to turn.
"It...!" raksa prank.
"Harrrghh...!"
"Disana.." said Raksa.
Kalin mepet, "Where?"
Not strong to see the expression of fear Kalin, Raksa was not strong to laugh, "Hahhahhaha,"
While Kalin who squirms Raksa laughs and realizes that he is being bullied again, "Basic Om-Om jerky!" muttered.
"Oh, Kalin?!! why are you riding on the couch like that?" ask the mother who came to bring drinks for Raksa, while Om Diki deliberately brought his own mug.
"Emh, Kalin-" Kalin immediately came down and sat down properly, he was clumsy now.
"So there's a cockroach passing by, Tan! keep Kalin shocked and climb up the sofa," Raksa continued Kalin's faltering remarks.
"Cockroaches? since when are you afraid of cockroaches?" ask Diki's father who then sat facing the two young couples.
"So it's kind of big, yeah! at school there are playful cockroaches, so Kalin since then rather disgusted if the cockroach see through..." Kalin connected the reason that Raksa had spoken.
"Oh, that..."Dad mangosteen.
"Oh yeah tumben ngajak Kalin dinner? did you graduate Kalin?" ask Diki's father who doesn't know anything.
"No, Om! actually this is the idea of a division friend who asked to be appointed because I just got a promotion," explained Raksa briefly.
"Oh? just got a promotion, congratulations! Om also when your age has started to rise in office. Usually if you have gone up once, do not rule out the possibility that you will rise again and again," Diki's father with a shocked expression.
In Raksa's heart was confused, 'Kok Om Diki shocked? is it possible that Om Diki pretended to be shocked so that I did not suspect that I was rising to this position because of Om Diki's interference, but the expression was very natural..."
"Oh yeah? he said you have something to talk about?" continued Diki's father after sipping his drink and putting it on the table.
Ngeck!
Ngeck!
"No way!"
Raksa also confirmed his sitting position better, "Sorry Om, can you talk together?"
"Oh? lt's it?"
"Yes, Kalin may be tired, sleepy at night too..." Dude with his polite smile.
"Bun?" Om Diki squirms towards his wife.
"Yes, Dad!" sahut mother understands.
"Tante same Kalin rest first yes, Raksa. Don't forget to drink the tea." mother who then came to Kalin and told her son to get up and come up from the living room.
"But, Bun?"
"Udaahhh, come with me!" mother invited Kalin to enter the second floor, precisely to her son's room.
While Raksa below took out one cup containing tea that was still hot, he sipped slowly.
"How, Om? have you seen the results?" ask Raksa.
"Oh? this is?" Om Diki patted his stomach.
Raksa.
Diki's father was in tears, making sure his wife had gone from there, "lumayan, have formed! but I think it's a little less so it's like yours!"
Om Diki then showed the results of his weight training.
"Woooh! it was more than expected, Mom! that worked,"
"But your father is more determined! iisshh, he did not want to tell me how," Diki's father dropped his shirt again.
"Oh yeah? everyone is a little different! that's why I recommend using a personal trainer, that's all very good, Om!" said Raksa.
"But I want a little more! it's still hidden from Kalin's mother..."
"Let's surprise, Om!"
"Oh yeah, what do you really want to talk about?" ask Diki's father.
"Look, Om! this is actually my relationship with Kalin..." Raksa tries to calm down in conveying his intentions and goals.
"Yes..?"
"We're engaged, and it looks like I want to continue this to the next stage! I want to make Kalin my wife, Om!" Raksa steadfastly said this to Diki's father.
"Astaagaaaa! What do you think you're talking about? it was about marriage?" Om Diki answered while laughing small.
"You can already accept Kalin means yes?" continued.
"Sure, Om!"
"Yes, faster is better! soon she'll be 19, and she'll be graduating high school. Honestly Om is a little worried about the relationship of the child now, you talk this way even make Om a little relieved." said Diki's father.
"But you're sure? can you hold that for a few years? because to produce offspring is better when Kalin is 20 years old," continued Diki's father.
"So the terms and conditions apply, Om?" ask Raksa.
"Yes, if you want to be Om's ghost! hahaha, it's bucin, right?" kalin's father laughed.
'Oh my goodness, I think my road will be smooth as a highway! it turns out, ck ck!' Raksa in his heart.
"Okay, Om! whatever the conditions I will accept with a responsibility!" Force it steadily.