Papa To Oleander
48. Mission to Get the Whole Olavia: Step 1

Goslings

This idea is not a new idea. I have wanted to execute my idea for a long time. But you know for yourself. I haven't found the right time yet.

When is the right time coming? While every day, every time I interacted with Olavia and Ole, my heart got more and more bound, my heart was pounding more and more. I want to make them my whole property.

Shxt.

When's? When, God? When's?

I have my own hiccups waiting. Or, do I need to create that exact time myself?

Hm.

Very interesting thought.

I remember a wise word that was often shared by bald-headed fathers on television screens. The opportunity is not awaited, but created by itself. If your day is busy waiting for the uncertain, then when will you take action to achieve your dreams?

Back to the time issue. Time keeps rolling in regardless of what happens to the humans who expect it to stop. Or slowing. Or to double up. Or be precise.

Well, with that being said ....

"Oik, where are you?" Without ba bi bu I directly poked him with questions after the phone was connected.

"Gue again office. Why emang?" answer my friend from across the street.

"Come on, man. On Saturday, I still work. Get a life!"

"Damn lo, yeah." Oliver's gut is filtered through the speakers. "About now it has not become a sad boy again, the more courageous you tegode me. Basic kunyuk!"

His scorn makes me laugh. Damnit damnit! True what he said. I once deserved the nickname sad boy. It may even be much worse than a regular sad boy. When Oliver and the other friends on campus were busy partying here and there, changing the couplings in various colors and sizes, I just wanted to see them because I had to. Otherwise they are forcing, yes, the views of other friends against me. Peer pressure and social standing in university life was no joke back then.

I heard it's more nowadays.

Shxt. I feel sorry for the millennial kids.

"Damn lo!" That's all I can make a comeback.

"Basic kunyuk lo, bro."

I'm laughing again. "Partially, the time that has an office is still following overtime, anyway? Shame, dong, same name hanging in front of the building."

"Anyxfr. That's my father's name, not mine, Saripudin!"

Now I'm being greedy. "Belandsxk's chat. I had forgotten that you can be very funny gini fit again do not want to be disturbed. Njxng, my stomach," I said between the legs while holding the stomach that began to tighten.

"Udah, ah. What wind do you have? Tumben-tumbenan. Since improving my sister, you seem to have forgotten your own best friend. Really brazen this is a creature of one."

Okaay. The words of the Kamprxt just provoked a bit of guilt in my heart. "Shxth. Sorry, man, I didn't intentionally act that way. Lo understand it. I had to catch up with me for eleven years. I'm ...." I exhaled. "Gue really wants to prove to her that I'm not the one I used to be, Bro. I'm not gonna act that way again."

A moment of silence ruled our calling. I took another long breath. "So you don't see your nephew? Who, the hell, would want to get away from that smart baby gemoy beating the elo, huh? Well, besides you, I don't know who. It's definitely not me." I added.

I chuckle. "Digodain just use the mosquito show lo, bro. Very sensitive. Want to come to the moon?" I kept provoking my friend who was overtime.

Yeah, hell. He's correct. Although it is the office of the legal entity owned by the bokapnya both with the bokap the Raisa, but it does not automatically make Oliver as a golden boy there. He could not barge and hoped that his status as the son of the man whose name was on the front cross would bring his muscular butt up the stairs in order to get the title of senior lawyer easily. He has to prove his own quality. And, it seems, proving yourself means having to willingly work overtime until the end of the week. "Sorry, sorry. I'm just kidding kali, bro."

"Yes, yes, yes. What you said, bye. So, why did you choose to waste your time by calling me instead of playing with my sister and niece, huh? What do you want?"

I'm very happy to hear the sarcasm-filled comeback from my sister. Maybe because it reminds me of him.

Ah, I'm missing Olavia.

But I still have a mission here. God damn. I didn't realize I had gone a little far. Fortunately, her question brought my mind to its original destination; the real reason why I contacted her in the first place. "Hm." I'm a little fucked up. Goddamnit! Why did I have to tease Oliver, anyway? Why should I make him annoyed when I plan to ask him for a favor?

Substantial. Bego this Angga.

Thank goodness for me at something else.

"Why lo? Where did your tongue go that liked to do me like that earlier, heh?" Now it's Oliver's turn to mock. I can imagine the faintest smile on the man's lips right now.

Damn.

"Eh, uh, that. Engg, don't be ferocious dong lo same sohib himself," seduce me. "Entar fast old lo."

"Bodo very!" tell Oliver quickly. "What, anyway, Ngga? What do you want from me?"

"Damn. You think I called you just because I needed help from you again, huh?" I defended myself. "Can't I miss my best friend?"

"Dark." Oliver's voice became higher; shrill as the voice of a woman clamped to the door. "Thank you very much Emilio Addams has missed me. I am so moved." The Kamprxt man also added a snot sound at the end of his mockery.

I cursed him not secretly.

"Racaine lo!" reply Oliver satisfied. "Eatya so people do not like to disturb others. Huh, ah. I'm serious, Ngga. I'm really busy again. What's the matter with you calling me at this hour?"

Ah, nevermind. After all, there's no harm in inviting your own friends to hang out after all this time, right? "Well, I want to make sure you hang out."

"Kalikaasaan!" Oliver groaned long. "From that time you said and mocked me when just want to hang out doang? Kunyuk really lo, yeah!"

I chuckle. "Sorry, man."

"Angyr. Yeah, deh. I also think I need this abis entertainment. Meet at Paradiso at nine o'clock. Okay?"

Without ba bi bu si Kamprxt immediately disconnect our phone.

God fucking.

However, the first step of my mission is already underway. Prepare yourself for the second step.

Connect ....