Nackal Duda
Papa The Spicy Tongue

Mama's intention to hold a barbeque I can guess. Especially if it's not fishing Tara out of her house and come to us.

"Ma's Night... Pa.." said Tara mince words.

"Night." answered Mama coldly.

"You apparently live across the street?" Papa said frankly. Papa shows his dislike for Tara with nothing to hide.

"Yes. My husband and I have not lived in front. Understandably, nyari house will be suitable yes Pa... Ma's.... It even got here. Strategically located. Close to my husband's office." there was a showy tone in Tara's words.

I smiled cynically.

"Call him Om and Aunt. It's not your in-laws anymore, it's the two of us." now Mama said spicy.

"Oh yes... Excuse me. Ma eh Aunt's Habits. Another barbeque story? How many were burned? Not just three, right?" Tara looks familiar with Papa and Mama but my efforts will be in vain. Mama if you have blacklisted someone then it is difficult to get blessing again.

"You share it with his neighbor Agas. Agas is also being watched by his neighbors. So that no one will hurt Agas later." said Mama.

Tara knew that Mama didn't like her. I don't know what the reason is He still invites Mama to talk.

"Yes the Ma uh Aunt. Let Agas be more supervised. Moreover, Agas likes to bring his friend nginep at home. Today's aunt, be more careful. Especially if one is brought home"

"Why did you leave the house? Expelled?" I stopped Tara's talk with a question that would make her shut up.

"It's none of your business!" tara answered cynically.

"Then whoever stays at my house is none of your business!" my reply.

Tara fell silent. He looked at the sound of the car coming. Apparently Damar.

"Sorry I said goodbye. My husband has gone home. Mm... Om and Aunty, I will not have to share the rooster. I've cooked at home, I won't eat it. My husband likes my cooking." Tara's words ignite Papa's emotions.

"Yes no problem. Fortunately his future wife Agas is also a cook. So later Agas will not snack outside like your husband." Papa replied with a spicy.

"Oh... Uh... Congratulations if that is so. I'll go home first." Tara left us three.

Mom seemed very upset by Tara's words.

"Nyesel, I have blessed your relationship first! It's worth getting kicked out of his house, it's kind of arrogant!" grouse Mama.

"That is why we should be thankful for the misfortune that befalls us. Because we can see the rainbow after the storm. We can now be grateful for Agas' divorce?" answer Papa wisely.

"Mama is so bad Pa! Show it! Ih.... I'm like a new rich man!" mama said while nagging.

"Alright, Ma. We're focusing on burning chicken again!" I calmed Mama down so as not to get angry all the time, afraid of her high blood rising.

"But Tara said you like talking to your friends. Who?" My mother started interrogating me. It's fucking Tara, I got the sap.

"That's.. Bastian and Riko. Mama knows, right? They like to get bored again." I said reasoned.

"Oh... Kirain Mama is a girl. Watch out for you when you get raided! Shame on Mama later!"

"Yes Ma... Yeah..."

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Mama and Papa stayed for three days. I drove Mama and Papa to the airport when they were coming home.

The world is so narrow. I drove Mama and Papa, met with Tara who drove Damar. It's really narrow in this world, isn't it?

"Of... Aunty? Do you want to go home?" greet Tara. He took Damar's hand with pride. Showing Mama and Papa that He is happy. Forgot that last week he had a fight until his vase broke?

"Wah can be the same with my husband who also wants to go out of town. Later I can watch over my husband too... Auntie..."

"For what are your husband's nitips with us? Is your husband a child to be watched 24 hours? Oh yes, I forgot. You used to get your husband by cheating. Afraid of your husband doing the same with other women huh?" reply Mama with spicy.

"Sorry, Aunt. I am loyal to my wife, and my wife is loyal to me. Because what?" Damar replied to Mama. "Because I can meet my wife's inner birth needs. Not like Aunt's son first, so Aunt's son cheated." Damar smiled triumphantly.

"Ma, it's better to just go inside. Let's wait for him in a cool place. Not here, hot!" I said.

I feel sorry for my parents for having to participate in the conflict of my life. Those who should have lived happily with their grandchildren were even hit by the insinuations of the two human lucknuts in front of me.

"Yes. Papa's hot here, too. Come on Ma let's go inside!" bring Papa. "Oh yes, Gas. Do not forget to make your wedding plans with Dance carefully. Papa wants a simple yet life-long marriage, rather than a feast but only for a moment!"

I smile. Papa is good at turning things around. Mama is even less spicy if Papa has spoken.

"Yes, Pa." I hugged my parents. "Be careful, Pa... Ma's... Pray for Agas always."

"Surely Honey! Take care of yourself!" mom Message.

I looked at Mama and Papa leaving until they no longer looked new I turned around to go home.

"Gas!" tara's voice called my name.

I pretended not to listen and kept going.

"Girl!" Tara is now calling my full name.

I stopped and turned around. He approached me. "Want to get some coffee?"

I scrunched my forehead. Why did he take me for coffee? What does he want to talk about?

"Where?" Tara pointed to the coffee shop not far from where we were standing.

"Ok." I replied, asserting his invitation.

We also went into the coffee shop. I ordered two drinks. Americano for me and Caramel Frapuchino for him.

"You're still puffing with my taste. Thanks." said Tara while drinking the coffee I gave.

"I am young and not senile. It's natural to still memorize." I replied as I sipped the coffee that would keep me awake all night.

I'm planning on going to a special place tonight. Change the oil because since Papa and Mama at home I became a home child and only Cici once satisfied me.

"Tumben drinking Americano. I will not be able to sleep at night!" Tara's been making small talk with me.

"Inadvertently. Wanna have fun all night. Mumpung is still a widower" I replied.

"When is the plan you want to give up your status? Have you seen 'the one'?" I was expecting Tara to ask me to meet for information about my marriage. But what marriage? It was just Papa's crazy idea to agree with the word Dance!

"Still talked about." I replied briefly.

"You haven't answered, have you met 'the one'?" tara repeated her question.

"Well, if I marry you, what does that mean?" I answered the question with a question back.

"Congrats yeah. She must be a very beautiful woman. Did that girl come out of your house early in the morning?" Tara re-routes information to fulfill her curiosity.

"If so why? If not why? I don't think I'm that happy with your life?! Why do you know that about my life? Wh why? Still love huh? Did you realize that your husband was rude? Oh yeah, you like being bullied because that's why you're having an affair with him. Hm... Rough is different as strong in bed!" here I am, my father's son. If it says spicy and pierces into the heart!

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