Orange Pieces
HATED HIM SO MUCH
"Ganis, I'm anter!"
Ganis who was chatting with Rindu also closed her mouth turned to look at Wira, with automatic glare of sharp eyes and disgust as well as radiated from Ganis for him.
For Ganis, Wira is a model of a very-very-very-very young man he should avoid, calculate how much he really wants Ganis.
"Neither wrong?! Brain loe path no hell, just playing with other girls continue to be pursued me?!" for Ganis there is no more subtle word for Wira, although handsome young man is not worthy for him to be lembuti.
"Nis," reprimanded Gentle longing on Ganis' arm. Do not know why, seeing the innate hero Ganis always emotional, especially since the incident just now, the fear of Ganis in Wira scattered berai trampled on the floor of the slebor stall earlier.
"Ndu, take me! I should avoid this guy!" the index finger of Ganis had even pointed at the face of Wira.
"Rengganist!" his jolt.
"From the first you gini, like sewot first before people love explanation. I was talking about earlier.."
Ganis glared more and more at him, "what the fuck?" why the effect so he's like his own girlfriend mergokin again playing behind with other women.
"It's up to you! You want to play with any girl, I don't care! Just don't be like me, never say hello, look, pay attention, or know me again, want it at school, on the road, or anywhere!" cerocos Ganis, quite tired also he nyeroscos how much speed, can beat the speed of the flying bull avatar? Miss and Damar quietly gawking, not good actually just be a listener without pumping, but this is not the right time for it.
The hero clutched Ganis' hand hard until the girl pouted a little, "Wherever the earth you stand on, that's where I breathe. Hate me so I know how much you remember me. I'll collect all the orange pieces with you."
"Try all you can until you want to stop and give up!" ganis replied with great emphasis.
"There's a word of surrender in my dictionary, because you're MY WIFE!"
"What?!" Longing to close his gaping mouth, while Ganis himself was already both annoyed and embarrassed, he tried hard to release the grip of the hand of the Hero.
"What the hell is Nis?!" Miss scratching his head suddenly his scalp feels itchy like being accidentally pet flea rubrek-abrek. Damar approached them and pulled the mediating girl to avoid getting confused, with this unacknowledged husband and wife drama.
"Your brain ain't gonna sing, here! Look, I'll explain!" take Damar.
A duck motorbike stopped in front of them, presenting a driver's father with his rogue jacket, "the Rengganis's bucket isn't it?" he half glanced at Ganis's profile photo lyrics in his app.
"Yes sir," the hero has not yet let go of the grip on Ganis' hand.
"Deliver!" his hisses are full of hate.
"Ndu, Damar I say yes."
"Ati-ati Nis,"
"Pa," hold Wira, the look on Ganis' face like Cinderella's stepmother, wrath and nyinyir, even Ganis is ready with his fist if the Wira miscellaneous.
"Rider carefully, do not speed," he asked. Never had Damar and Rindu seen Wira as gentle as this treat women, even he did not fight when Ganis aggressively railed against him. Wira seemed to have bent his knees on Ganis. Isn't that so, as stubborn and as random as a man he will be subject to the woman in his house? whether it's his mother, wife, or daughter. Making Damar's belief in the phrase menohok Wira is increasing.
Ganis turned his face to the other side while clutching his two jackets, "walk sir, hunt!!"
"Ga gonna say goodbye to his girlfriend?"
Njrittt! Ganis no longer turns his back, "father! Walk or am I down?!" manyunnya, spoiled anger typical of Ganis. Finally the motor drove away from the area of the slebor stall. Ganis came home with a feeling of arrogance, annoyance, anger, and his lashing face.
The hero entered past Miss and Damar with his initial stelan, flat face was also cold. He snatched the bag from inside the slebor shop without saying a word and rode on the bike and put on his helmet, leaving without saying goodbye. Indeed, that's how Wira, always makes everyone curious about what happened to him.
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"Mama!" Ganis hugged Mama from behind as she was inducing papa to pick up the lemongrass plant in the backyard.
"Eh, if you come say hello first!" the soft, shady face smiled wryly at his daughter.
"Assalamualaikum" whispered Ganis lirih.
"Guilipinam,"
"So this is not enough mah?" tanya papa has been sweating and stained with red earth, her eyes narrowed because of the glare of the sun when papa's head is protected by a hat, her hands are clad in gloves grasping a few lemongrass sticks for the purpose of cooking the wife, but the head of papa is covered with a hat, what else will he do in retirement years like this other than spending time with family, and fulfilling the request of the queen in his house.
"Magain wife!" his kekeh raised his eyebrows in the midst of the flooding sweat.
"Cie erah!!! co tweet, young mah lewatttt!" exclaiming Ganis, get flirtatious eyes mama, "iya dong! The kids are great too, pa! honeymoon yuk!"
"Diddeliver! Idih mom!" Ganis strangled stifled, until he clutched his own hand so desperately.
"Ganis how ma? Coming!"
"Gapain bring the child ah! Not the honeymoon dong name,"
"Udah does not fit atuh gini old honeymoon, fit to go hajj ma!" Ganis sitting on a chair, like a beach chair, is not suitable for sunbathing in the hot sun at 2 pm, but let's try to make the skin exotic.
"Aamijin! Do'ain, hope your children can go to mama as papa hajj," replied Mama handed a glass of cold soursop syrup to the man who had accompanied her 23 years.
"Ganis wants to deh ma, have a couple se sweet mama papa. Ganis's old age twitched on," he smiled to himself imagining it. Mama Reni and papa Yudi stared at each other bitterly considering their son-in-law NATA PRAWIRA ADIWANGSA.
"What rich man? Who looks rich Korean guys on your binder poster?" guess papa.
Ganis laughed, "kalo can! Do'ain yes pa!"
"Look at yesterday there was your friend at a pretty school!" shoot mama.
"Who? Damar?" ask Ganis.
"No, if Damar knows!"
"The room? Damar whose face hinyai? Rich face wash with cooking oil?" tanya papa makes Ganis laugh (oily).
Mama suddenly brushed papa's distended stomach, "ih the papa mah!"
"Father on! Damar is good, many like it too!" ganis replied by pouring soursop syrup from the teapot.
"No! There's a class next to Ganis kaya, cute people, cold how is it?!" Ganis face began to dim, his eyebrows swooping.
"Who?" ask her with a cloudy face because of her feeling, the mother will mention her name that should not be called.
"There is, handsome, tall, white really bengga, but the skin of a gentleman is, his hair is a bit chaotic but cool, pendiem not many smiles as people!" mama's eyes sparkle.
"Yesterday, what's his name? Sempet denger Rindu nyembutin. That's why I don't think it's wrong,"
Brak!
The glass was placed roughly by Ganis on the white round table. The girl stomped in through the middle door of the house.
"Ganists!"
Seen by the two, Ganis walked hurriedly towards his room without turning his head, with his back going up and down a sign of overflowing emotions.
"Ganis why is it so hateful as Nata, ma?"
Mama shook her head not understanding, "everything changed for Ganis and Nata because of the accident,"
"Papa asked Nata to stay here, but she refused. With the reason of fear of the caliph again, he also did not want to read Ganis' memory on the advice of the doctor Burhan," Remember very well them when Ganis slumped because of the disgrace.
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