
Calvin was surprised to see Zelgaro, who was only wearing a waist towel. His mind was of course going everywhere. Where else are just the two.
Calvin pushed Zelgaro in and shut the door." Lo abis what's wrong?" asked Calvin with a full glance.
"Mandy." Short, solid, clear.
"Before that?" Calvin asked again.
"Sleep" Zelagro replied as he was.
"Where do I need to be right now? How come there's no?" calvin asked when he realized there was no Agatha.
"Wait a second again. He took a bath" replied Zelagro.
"Lo not ashamed? Don't wear clothes in front of me?" ask Calvin.
"No. Whynot? My future wife too" replied Zelgaro as he leaned his head and back against the sofa.
"Lo sent divorce papers, didn't he?" zelagro.
"Udah" replied Calvin.
"good. I'm getting easier" Zelgaro said with a grin.
"What's easier, Lo?" calvin asked narrowing his eyes to look at Zelgaro full of searching. The danger is that Zelgaro has already begun. Zelgaro's Slogan If Not Dapet, Not Stopped.
"Deketin Agatha, please" replied Zelgaro lightly. Impressive relaxed and without any burden at all.
"Deketin if you can." Zelgaro nodded his head steadily.
"Lo know, what's the character of Om, Auntie, my Opa's father?" Gosh darn. Zelgaro forgot them. If Om same Aunt Calvin may still be able, but if Father and grandfather Calvin? It seems like he needs a long time, moreover the idol is still entangled in the past.
Both of them were silent with their respective thoughts until not long later came a girl with a half-thigh oversized shirt, yes.
"Agatha,"
Zelgaro smiled faintly when he saw Agatha wearing her oversized shirt on the tiny body. As for Calvin, the man immediately covered his sister's thigh with his leather jacket.
"Lo yes! My adek time does not love pants. Good thing geu Dateng cepet, if slow? I don't know what," Calvin said.
"I'm also part of the same Agatha did not say anything" replied Zelgaro.
"Gue is just as good as I'm going home, it's been waiting for the same family" said Calvin before leaving Zelgaro's apartment.
In the car Agatha was questioned by Calvin. The answer is the same as Zelgaro. "Next time don't want to lose invited with him. He's a danger." That is the advice Calvin gave me.
"Yes Bang."
The two talked lightly while enjoying the traffic of many riders. Understand it's night time, after dinner there must be a lot of riders who have just come home from everywhere.
"Mother, when is it coming?" agatha asked as she let go of her embrace. "Last afternoon, dear," Denia replied with a sweet smile.
"Mother here why not say it too, right so Agatha can pick it up,"
"Agatha really does not know, same Mother," he continued.
"So. You don't miss that Dad? Just the same Mother?" asked Arsen by crossing his hands on his chest.
"Not a parent? I don't think so, because Daddy is bummering," said Agatha who suddenly invited laughter.
"That's right, your father is a big bitch" said a middle-aged woman, she is Aunt Fara, Alaxia's mother.
"Fara!" furious Arsen.
"Are you really not kangen with this handsome father of yours?" ask Arsen with his narcissism.
Agatha raised her eyebrows, if you think her father had ingrained clumsiness. "Feelings are Mark Lee's hangers more than Dad." Despite the murmuring, Denia, Calvin, and Alaxia could still hear him.
Calvin and Alaxia had their eyes lazy, at times like this still thinking of the biased name, if not Agatha who else? Kuyang.
"Mark Lee? Wh who? Your new gebetan?" tanya Denia felt foreign to the name.
"Fuck Tan's dream" Alaxia chirped with a slanted smile. Agatha knew this smile.
"Tell me about Mark Lee-Mark Lee" Calvin said.
"Cowo can not be achieved so also in sukain, handsome also not how still handsome brother." Now Calvin's replacement, his father's duplicate doesn't fail.
"But narcissistic, rich Dad" said Agatha.
"Belvin. Brother's son's father" Calvin replied.
"Not really kangen? I'll go back to Indonesia if so," said Arsenia while turning around. But before that Agatha hugged him first.
"Agatha joking Dad. There is no way Agatha does not miss Daddy," Agatha said in her arms.
"Basic," said Arsen, shaking the gnarly shoots of his daughter's now grown head.
"Omom, Opa. How's it going?" agatha asked after letting go of her embrace to her father.
"Opa equals Oma well. If Opa's beautiful granddaughter how are you doing, hm?" ask Opa Nagara.
"Agatha is good dong Opa," replied Agatha with her sweet smile.
"Oma's granddaughter is getting more and more beautiful," praised Oma Zena, who was adopted by Opa Nagara.
After the hug-hugging event let go of their longing to talk together but were not happy Agatha. He had permission to go upstairs to change his clothes, then just came downstairs.