Neighbor Ko' Gitu?!
Sacred Bocil

The living plan of the discourse, which I originally had the same Mas Dikta just planned to eat at Ayam Geprek Bu Mantu aja, now I am even in a Playground.

In the middle of the trip to the place of Ayam Geprek Bu Mantu, the beautiful little derivative of Mas Dikta even tantrum kepengen play in the playground. He said he had been playing there for a long time. And my negative thoughts as if to say this is his strategy he made to go with me the same Mas Dikta when he knew Mas Dikta the same I wanted to go.

I want to be angry, but I can't. And in the end I can only give up and surrender the same is leaked.

"Main here is half an hour aja Sya, do not over time! Chicken Geprek Bu Mantu is afraid to run out if you long mah." I remembered Asya, who was playing the slide.

"I just played, the time was told to just spit it out!" Her face pouted.

"Yes, you know, the initial purpose is just to eat. We don't play games in the playground like this. So now you are following me. Okay?" With a face that I deliberately galakin.

"Tanteee, this is what I bought that was 2 hours long and knew! If I play less than the duration I buy, waste money dong. Mubazir Tan, already out of money to buy a long duration even told a sneak."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?! 2 HOURS?! ASYA YOU ARE TRULY BENER-BENER!! THANK YOU FOR BEING SUCH A KID!!" Say it with a little emotion.

And you know, Asya even went straight to another game place after I said that. And I was dicuekin.

Shucks are really this one!

If you are where Mas Dikta is, the answer is that he is again coffee in the cafe next to the playground while working on his unfinished work.

He was just a henchman there. And I'm here even like his nanny was told to keep his son playing. Where 2 hours anyway.

Father same child does not make a difference, both my ngerepotin maker continue! And I also not even able to behave anything, just can resigned.

An hour passed. Asya is still busy playing this game. Try this game that game, kayak no word cape. While me? I'm here dead boredom waiting for him to play.

"Gue samperin Mas Dikta ah, let him change to make sure his son play. What do I think of her nanny!" I said monologue.

I came out of the playground and approached Mas Dikta who was again being cafe again sitting and facing the laptop monitor screen.

"Mas!" Call me once. And Mas Dikta just memgejawab 'hmm' doang.

"Mas!" Twice.

"Mas!" Three times.

I also called him from earlier but he was just 'hmm hmm' doang.

"MASS DIKTAAA!" Call me in a loud voice.

"What the hell is Nas?! I don't budeg ya, until you have to yell that."

Yes, it's budeg, but it's a budeg!

"Yes the end of it was called just diem aja."

"Well, from that moment on I saw Nas."

"It's amazing, but if it's just 'hmm hmm' doang and don't say free!"

While my mouth is a little bit meragain hmm hmm hmm.

"Mas Dikta kok bgga said to me, Asya bought it which duration of 2 hours anyway?! The original purpose was just to buy a chicken geprek aja Mas, not there to the playground until 2 hours that." Say me with his sprain.

"Yaudah Nas, justin Asya first play in the playground. He also played there for a long time. Some of the hens are also hingga may be abis. Just calm down." Mas Dikta said casually while sipping his coffee.

"Now Mas Dikta said to Asya tell him to play, I hope! I've been talking about him since he got taken off. Even be cut."

Yes, I have called Asya several times so that the end. But boro-boro he mengjawab my speech, which there instead I his diacangin.

"Nas if you're afraid just because the hens run out, it's calm. I've pesenin same them so that in separate 3 servings of chicken geprek for us."

"Huh? How do you mean?" I said with a confused face.

"So pas Asya kepengen to the playground, I have WA chicken manger geprek his so that in sisain 3 servings for us. So later there just take it, already paid via transfer also." Mas Dikta explained calmly so that I would not be confused.

Tau it mah talk cake from earlier, do not there any term I out a lot of energy just to tell Asya stop playing it!

"Oh Allah why not say from earlier Mas Diktaaa! If you know like gini mah I don't have to worry about chicken pussy abis." I put my shoulder to the chair.

"Yaudah now you go back there, take care Asya play." Mas Dikta's orders while he again squirms to the laptop monitor screen.

"Mas Dikta is there to take care. I've died of boredom keep him playing. It's still an hour." While I open the phone and see there is a WA hgga of the gebetan.

But darling a thousand dear, he has no WA me again since this morning I was told you could not walk with him. I am very sad.

"Nas." Call Mas Dikta gently and low intonation.

"Hm." And I keep playing hp.

"Let's see here if anyone else talks!" Mas Dikta's Order.

I kept the phone on the table and looked straight at him who was looking at me again and my eyes were squeaking as if 'What?!'

"You'll know I'm doing another job. You please help me stretch first cake. Just keep Asya playing. You just sit in them and look at their Asya. Understanding a little dong to be a neighbor Nas."

I let out a breath, though,

Cape is also gini.

"Good good Lord Bagaskara the Honourable Pradikta." Answer me, while grabbing the phone at the table keep it in your pocket and stand up.

"Do you need any other help?" Ask me with the sarcasm.

He cares whether he wants to be confused or not.

"The effect is that you are like a sincere thing Nas. If you are sincere yaudah ngga papa. You go home alone!"

You know it's just that's all about it anyway. Hadeuh duda baperan base!

"THIS IS VERY SINCERE PADUKA IKHLAS EVEN." Answer me and immediately go to the playground again, make the child play.

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