Nackal Duda
Kampung Dadakan - 1

I put my car in the garage. I went down first and opened the door for my beloved wife. Don't forget I brought all the groceries today.

"Where? You want to not?" askaku while following the steps of Dance into the house.

"Are pregnant women able to get on a plane?" tanya Dance.

"Could only. You are starting to enter the second trimester. Your physical condition is also healthy, right? Or do you want to consult a gynecologist first to be safe?"

"No need. I am really fine. If Abi wants to go to Papa and Mama's house. Dance too. Wonder what Papa and Mama's house is like there. Want to know what Mom and Dad's business is. Kangen is also the same mama jutek and Papa who when talking sharply like Abi he..he.he.." has begun to dare Dance apparently mocked me.

"Assyc! Yaudah, you take a bath first Abi want to book a ticket for tomorrow. After Abi shower later Abi packing clothes." I put the groceries next to the nightstand and began to be engrossed with my HP.

I ordered two round-trip air tickets. Due to the working day, airfare is easy to get. If the weekend is not necessarily, let alone me go impromptu kayak gini.

Dance finished the bath, replace me who took a shower. As usual, there are already changing clothes that Tari provides. But something is different than usual.

"May you start wearing this every day?" I lifted up a sheath that Tari had prepared.

Dance nodded while smiling widely. "Yes dong! Abi is it cool to wear a sarong?!"

I smiled with a forced. "alright. If you say handsome, Abi believes." I said resignedly.

After the prayer, Tari and I began packing clothes. Dance put in a pair of trousers and the rest is just a sarong as my subordinate.

I just resigned. Follow all his will. As long as he doesn't tell me to leave and go home with a glove! It has made me calm.

We left at dawn and took a flight at 7 a.m. I told Mama and Papa we were coming.

Papa picked us up at the airport. The smile of the old man who spoke very spicy was very wide welcoming the arrival of me and his favorite daughter-in-law.

"Assalamualaikum, Pa." Dance kissed Papa's hand.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Finally you're at Papa's!" said Papa who smiled happily.

I stretched out my hand to Salim. Papa. "Healthy, Pa?"

"Healthy dong! Papa is taking care of health! You like to stay up and smoke!" he was immediately greeted with harsh words. "Still smoking isn't he dancing?" ask Papa to Dance.

"Udah is rare, Pa. At home, never. Realize that Tari is pregnant. But if you've been gathering with his friends uh.. Like a train car, keep bumping!" shoot Dance.

"That's right! What Papa said! It's hard to tell a kid!" nagging Papa again.

"We're going straight home, Pa. Shame on many. I'm like a kid Agas diomelin in front of a lot of people!" I pushed a small suitcase filled with my clothes and Dance. I took Tari's hand to get Papa to follow my steps.

"Oh Papa again give me advice and leave! Do you know where Papa parked his car?!" papa Cibir.

I smile. "If ngomel only later his wrinkles added loh! Later Papa's grandson, is it my grandfather or my great-grandfather?!" ledek.

"Based on a brat! Later Papa to the salon to make totok aura! Let's put it this way Papa would-be grandfather is not a great-grandfather! Let's go home! Can ride the tension Papa talk to you!" papa's Nagging.

Dance had been laughing since seeing my interaction with Papa. Mutual melting as if it had become our tradition.

I drove the car, while Papa sat next to me. Dance sat in the back while staring at the scenery outside.

Seen the left and right side of the road there are still many rice fields planted with yellowing rice. A sign of soon when the harvest arrives.

"What's up, Pa?" askaku open the chat.

"Alhamdulillah, this year the harvest increased. Pest attacks successfully anticipated. Papa's grandchild's chastisement." replied Papa with a happy smile.

Dance listened to our conversation while smiling to herself.

"Have a son! That's a pleasure for you! Make Papa's grandson later let Papa give me the land certificate! Let him have capital when he grows up! But in the village. If in Jakarta mah Papa nyerah! Land prices are going crazy! If you take credit when did it go?"

"Not use credit. Papa don't need to max. Just make Mom and Dad here to enjoy life. Papa if you want to go umroh please. In sha Allah the son of Agas has his own fortune." I replied.

"Tumben you refuse fortune from Papa? Usually a woe!" sindir Papa's.

Dance could not help but hold her smile. A small laugh was heard.

"Here's Dance, Pa. Shy Agas!"

"Wildamah! Now you have a lot of money. I used to ask for capital as Papa continues."

"Yes... Da... If there is no capital from Papa where can Agas kayak now. Of course the prayer capital from Papa is also what makes Agas successful. Let Papa say that he talks about hot-pepper level-levelan, but Papa Makbul's prayer! It must be the same as God!" my word.

Papa and Tari laughed at my words. Without feeling we have reached the house of Papa and Mama.

My mom and dad are very big. The page is very spacious, Mama used to sun the chips. His side business is now very advanced and even sold out of town.

The mother heard the sound of the car coming straight out of the house. A big smile on his face.

I got out of the car and opened the door for Dance. Papa immediately sneered at me.

"Papa is not open! If Dance is built!" papa Gerrick.

I smiled, Daddy is getting older. Will I be like that later? Because the fruit falls not far from the tree, right?

Mama who came over directly hit Papa's arm. "Don't fuck! Naturally Agas opened the door for Dance, his wife was pregnant! Is Papa pregnant too?"

I stick out my tongue, suck Papa. Uh I even got a pinch from Dance. "No, that can be! Not polite!"

"Emang yummy diomelin bininya? Ha.ha.ha.ha.." replace me who was laughed at by Papa.

Dari approached Mama, kissed Mama's hand and hugged her with teary eyes. "Mama.... Kangen dance... Dari thought I couldn't hug Mama anymore..."

"Mama is also kangen! But you can't say that! What's the matter? A little naughty again huh?" Mama released Dance's embrace and cupped her face with both hands. "There's your problem?"

Is it great, my mom?

"Girl the story inside!" I kissed Mama's hand and hugged her instead.

"What the hell is that? Mama was curious?!" Mama took Tari's hand and invited her inside.

I took out the suitcase and souvenirs that Tari made for Mama. Fortunately, Tari has a stock of homemade frozen food. We did not have time to shop because the plan to the house of Mama and Papa was also impromptu.

I went inside and Tari was being interrogated by Mama. Dance was like complaining to her own mother.

I can guess I was the apes. The sharp and creepy looks of Mama and Papa have been presented to me. Enjoy it, Gas. It's gonna be a long talk for me.

I think I had a wrong plan. Not refreshing uh get a lecture... Fates.... Fates....

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