The Diamonds that are Exiled
Fried Rice for Mother

This morning looks different, if usually the mother who prepares breakfast, but this time the father is in the kitchen.

"dad, mother where? Why is dad in dapul?" gio asked, it just so happens to be Sunday.

"mbul's mrs is a little bit of a bitch, so this morning I'm going to cook breakfast" Evan replied honestly

"Gio will see the mother first" Gio rushed to see her mother, but was immediately prevented by Evan, who was not involved, there was no way he would allow Gio to see his mother who was actually exhausted from sleeping an hour ago as a result of their heated battle.

"don't Mbul!!!" prevent Evan, Gio immediately stopped his steps hearing the prohibition of the father. He looked at the man's astonishment.

"why well, why can't Gio see you!?, maybe you're sick?"

Evan approached his son,

"the mother is not sick, she is just tired, last night you can not sleep because of a lot of mosquitoes, so let the mother rest yes" said Evan

"how many mosquitoes, instead of in this house there are no mosquitoes if you always try to throw Gio garbage in place, telus mother always use anti-mosquito stamps if you want to drool!"

"emm.it.ah last night you forgot to spray anti-mosquito, so in the room of the mother and father many mosquitoes" replied Evan reasoned.

"that's yeah well, but Gio wants to see the mother first, surely the body of the mother melah melah if bitten by a mosquito"

"eh.mbul, do not love, em....we should make breakfast for the mother how? Later we will take to the mother's room if the breakfast is ready" persuaded Evan a second time, the skin of his mother is red, but not because of mosquitoes, but the work of his father.

"that father can cook well" he asked doubting Evan

"eits, make no mistake, this is how it is, the father of the former chef loh" said Evan proudly, in fact he is not good at cooking either.

Finally, with the persuasion of his father, Gio complies, he and Evan plan to make the breakfast they will give Metha.

Evan picked up some bread, the plan was he'd make a sandwich.

"what's your dad doing??"

"sandwich" Evan replied smiling

"but Gio wants goreng rice" he replied without sin,

"did you eat fried rice every morning?"

Gio shook his head, Evan sighed. They did not make sandwiches. Evan put his bread back in the cupboard, then took the eggs and sausages out of the refrigerator.

"mother does not want to use the spice" chirped Gio when Evan took instant fried rice seasoning, then Gio pointed to something that turned out to be where the onion and garlic are located.

"yes, I understand" said Evan, he took some onions and peeled them.

"dad is the same as Gio?" asked his son plainly, Evan shook his head, "telus why is dad crying?" aish, this son is indeed annoying, no matter who, yes Evan obviously cried, this is the first time he peeled onions et alnya, today it is all practical, why even made difficult, why, wonder.

Gio looked at the origin of the cause of his father crying, then he infuriated him saying.

"dad really cemen, only if the onion was already crying" led Gio to make Evan grunt

"can Gio peel onions? You're the same as dad, don't be pretentious" said Evan did not want to lose

"can you peel an onion?" ask Evan to wonder

"maybe, I don't know that Gio is great!" he said narcissistic

"that's just the most coincidence"

"opa said, I can't do anything" Evan snickered at his son's taunts

"well, say the same old opa you, this father is smart, from sd to college always champion one, and father also became a successful businessman, the proof can buy you anything" arrogant Evan

"but I can't make you like me at High School" he replied casually

"said who? The proof is now very dear mother with father"

"the opa said, opa also said that I lost the same as Lian"

Ish, the old opa uses this story all, can go down the reputation of the mother's best father if this is the case, Evan grumbled in his heart

"say the same old opa you, the father is the winner, the proof is you, the great father can make you!!" Evan raised his eyebrows

"more great mother who can everything, mother can wash clothes, wash the piling, cook, broom, ajalin Gio belajal, and many more, I can only kelja, peel onions only father cry, and more, here, all of you, I'm making the spice, we make a good ointment for the mother"

Ish, if not my own child, I have pites kept me chocol to sambel deh, muttered Evan gnarled

Deftly Evan concocted the fried rice seasoning, he put the onion and garlic as well as some other herbs into the ulekan. After the seasoning is smooth, Evan put teflon on the pan and add a little oil, then saute the seasoning.

"well, it's refined sugar" Gio said

"uh, huh? Why is there sugar here? I thought this was salt"

"that's refined sugar, mom used to make Gio's favorite sugar doughnuts"

"ish, why mixed here, is it the father's wrong love" muttered Evan

"eat him, I don't just know kelja, dad smooth knows all things, balu dad will be supelehero like Malvel"

"dad doesn't need to be Marvel, dad has been a superEvan for you and mom, the proof is that dad is always there if Gio and mom need dad, dad always protects Gio with mom, right?"

"yes, I'm great, but it would be great if I could do everything"

Evan sighed, not going to win arguing with this son of his. Whether whose nature is declining on Gio, as he remembered he was not as thick as this son. Hehe

Fried rice plus eggs and sausages are ready, two different-aged men immediately took him to the room Metha, their favorite woman.

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This story is bland, isn't it?

Sorry long up, because making a story without conflict is afraid not liked by the reader, right? That's why I'm confused to continue or end this story, what do you think???