The Devil's Touch
#72
"It's your fault, the cat is running away now!" milan's annoyance to Aron.
Milan and Aron sit at the dinner table while Maxime is removing the carrot from the black bag that Aron was carrying in the pantry. The boy once promised to bring Maxime his father's carrot because Maxime gave free food to Aron's rabbit.
Not only carrots there are some pudding and also cake that the little boy brought. Maxime put the cake on the plate. Aron and Milan argue.
"Loh, I'm here to give you a carrot for uncle."
"But you don't have to yell either!"
"Uncle already have a black cat why still chasing an orange cat!" aron's eyes turned to an empty cat cage.
"Where's the black cat?"
"Nothing, it's dead!" milan Sahut. "Black cat dies, orange cat escapes. It's your fault!"
"Why am I wrong huh!" Aron bent his face.
"The orange cat is Blacky's replacement!"
"Sister is the one who became Blacky's change cat .. Brother is just a big cat!" Aron said with a nyolot face does not like Milan.
Milan suddenly widened his eyes did not accept being asked to be a feline while Maxime who was busy arranging cake in the pantry chuckled slowly.
"You--" Milan pointed at Aron's face in annoyance.
"Easy .." cut Maxime with a plate of cake and pudding and put it on the table. After that Maxime walked to the cashier table to bring the cashier seat in front.
"Grand ..." Aron stuck his tongue out.
"Ehhh it's getting so-so yeah, you little kid!"
"Wle ... cat's garong .. wle ..." Aron continues to tease Milan.
Milan who did not accept also smothered Aron's mouth. "Shut up!" dean Milan.
"Emmmph!!" Aron tried to take Milan's hand out of his mouth.
"Shut up or I won't let you go!"
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"Aauuwww ..." Milan pulled his hand when Aron bit his palm. They were more like sisters who were fighting. Milan is still a teenager.
"Mahana ..." Aron laughed with satisfaction as he pointed at Milan's face.
"It's joshama ..." Maxime kept the cashier's seat in the middle of Milan and Aron. Then sit down to divorce the two.
"You ... come here you .." Milan's hand tried to reach Aron but was blocked by Maxime who sat in the middle.
"Haha." Aron was still laughing satisfied.
Maxime shook his head and then snorted. "Milan sat down .." he said.
Aron even more so by standing on a chair. His hands beside his ears twitched like an elephant cat by continuing to stick his tongue out.
"Wle ... Wlee ... cat's garong .. wle ..."
"Aron sits down, falls down" Maxime told Aron.
"Milan is enough." Maxime kept getting in the way of Milan's hand.
"Wahahaha this is uncle's pet cat."
"Stop saying I'm a scratch cat!" hardik Milan's.
Maxime finally stood up holding Aron away from Milan. Aron laughed even more as if he won because he felt Maxime defended him.
Milan chased Maxime while shouting and Maxime continued to walk away from Milan by surrounding the dining table.
"Maxime put the kid down!!"
"Already, enough. It's just a little Milan kid!" sahut Maxime continued to walk quickly away from Milan.
Milan chased from behind and Aron in a sling Maxime continued to laugh out loud while occasionally sticking his tongue out at Milan who ran after him from behind.
Hearing Aron's laughter, Maxime laughed. They chase each other.
"Cat garong ... cat garong ..." Aron's body skipped slowly in Maxime's sling.
"Hey, that's enough" Maxime told Aron, laughing.
"Come uncle run .. run ..." Maxime ran around the dining table and Milan ran behind him.
Milan turned his body around until he finally caught Maxime and Aron from the front.
"Yahhhh .. we were caught," complained Maxime with a disappointed face when Milan hugged Maxime and Aron from the front.
Aron's hanging legs kicked Milan's face but was immediately held by Maxime.
"Hey, don't be like that!"
While Milan hissed annoyedly covering his face with one hand because Aron had managed to kick him.
"You okay hm?" Maxime asked gently as he stroked Milan's head with Aron still in his sling.
Milan nodded faintly then looked at Aron with a hostile look. Aron did the same.
"Easy ... Better we eat cake and pudding only."
Maxime pulled Milan's hand after it sat Aron slowly on the seat and Milan again sat up with annoyance on his seat. Maxime sat in the middle of them.
"It's just for Uncle, that brother can't eat!" Aron covered the two plates on the table with both of his hands. While his eyes were staring intently at Milan.
"Eat it alone, I don't want food from you either huh!" sahut Milan with his hands against his chest.
Maxime turned his head alternately to Milan and Aron and then embraced the shoulders of the two. "Here we eat together, okay?"
"But uncle, the cat's garong will eat fish bones."
Milan immediately turned to Aron. Maxime clucked. "Jeez .. You guys are ..."
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