The Ex
11. Meet Mama, Papa

After returning home from work. In order to persuade the mother not to continue sulking, Siska came home that day. The distance from office to home is about 90 km and takes about 2 hours more. It is quite time and energy consuming if you have to every day commute from home to office.

Therefore, Siska prefers to live in a rented house that she originally lived with Raya and Feby. But as time went on, now the rented house was only lived by Siska alone. Yes, that's all because Raya who married Krishna and Feby who moved a month ago, lived back together with her parents again because she wanted to get married.

Siska just got off the bus she was riding. Siska's house happened to be on the side of the highway. So as soon as he got off the bus, he did not have to bother anymore to walk around here and there. He just opened the fence of his house that is not too big and also not too small.

But, at that time, there was a familiar car in the yard of his house. That car, like Zidan's, that doesn't start when it's parked there.

"Mrs ..." Siska entered the house by shouting the name of the mother. Hoping with his loud voice, the mother would come out and approach him.

"Oh My God!." Siska Speechlees. When she reached the kitchen, Siska found her mother laughing. And that's with Zidan. What kind of sight is this. And why is that little guy at his house.

"Eh, how come there's a mama's boy, why didn't you tell me you wanted to come?." Ms. Irna immediately walked up to the child.

"Mam, how is he here?" Siska did not comment on Ms. Irna's question, for her she was more curious about the appearance of Zidan in her home today.

"Oh, this is it, Zidan came, kept telling me about you last night."

"Huh? so?" Siska frowned, this is her mother really not angry 'is it? or how?.

"Yes, that's all, why, now you know the truth. You are not surprised by his face. You better take a shower now, keep changing clothes and we'll eat, that's Zidan cooking for all of us today." said Ms. Irna stopped her son's bullying gaze on Zidan who was standing in front of the stove.

Finish cooking. Still with the attitude of a dream daughter-in-law. Zidan helped Ms. Irna prepare dinner.

"Well, this is you cooking, Dan?." Mr. Leo, papa Siska asked as he and Siska had just joined the dinner table after taking a shower.

"Yes, Om, please try. Moga I can like."

In addition to the heart of the Mama, Zidan also managed to take the heart of the Papa. And that, did not escape the attention of Siska who had been continuously watching the movements of Zidan with his regretful view.

"If this, mama dares to guarantee, papa must like, Zidan's cooking turned out to be better than mama's cooking, how to fix?."

"Hm," Mr. Leo mangosteen, mangosteen, afterwards also seemed immediately eager to eat. From the gelangatnya it was able to answer the question of Ms. Irna was about the taste of Zidan cuisine.

"Damn!." Siska did not think, why did Mama, her father so like Zidan?.

"Hmm, this is you, learn from where? this cuisine of yours, no less the same 5-star hotel cuisine." praise Mr. Leo as high as the sky.

"Damn!." Siska rolled her eyes panted. Praise me, until his head is broken, let me die.

But in fact Siska who just tasted Zidan cuisine can not avoid if this food is delicious. It can even directly change his attitude that was underestimated impressed so enjoy.

"Where? good, isn't my cooking?" ask Zidan in a proud tone.

Unfortunately, people who ask can read glagat. Zidan also carved a satisfied smile on his face. Basic Siska, say it's good what's really hard.

"Eat a lot." Zidan gave some side dishes to Siska's plate as a sign of his concern. But then he leaned closer to Siska, and whispered something. "Let your body more plump. Let it be held better."

Siska. What was Zidan talking about?? he's not wrong, is he?.

"Aarrhgggghhh!!!" peekik Siska in heart. This time, Zidan has gone too far. He was consciously harassing her.

"Aciishhh!!!" If only he hadn't been with his parents. Surely Siska will curse the circus.

"Oh, yes, Dan, so you are other than being a civil engineer architect now you have your own company?" asked Mr. Leo, amid Siska's growing annoyance.

"Yes, Om, it's still just serious actually, the income is still small."

"Yes, but it's good if according to Om, at your young age, you can already establish your own company is a plus. What else plus the skills that inhabit, surely later your company can grow rapidly."

"Doain only Om, hopefully it can be more developed. Later, if I am more established, of course Siska's life is also more prosperous" said Zidan, which must have been deliberately done to further mamancing Siska's emotions.

"What's? why be down below me, lo? who is this emang lo? you're not who, you know! you fucking fuck!!." Siska blew her anger. Fuck even though there's the mama and papa. If Zidan is trying to provoke his emotions. He's succeeding.

"Siska, what are you saying? mama noticed that your face was completely sprained with her from now on. Don't do it dear dong." peeka Bu Irna at once reminded the child.

"Yes, he's sengeselin it's Mam! Mama who was smitten with him, dimasakin it was already seneng. If you knew what she was like, my mom would be a sling too!."

"You are, and you are angry - angry. Keep dong Siska's attitude."

"Mam, why would he believe her anyway?."

"Okay, this is a fight. Now let's all eat, don't fight at the table. Honey, this is the food." Mr. Leo finally interceded.

"I have no lust! My mom ate it with him. Which you consider more valuable." Siska. Stripped his legs, got off the dining table and went into the room. Making the mother can only shake - head bobble with the behavior of her adult child but still like a child.

"Don't take ati ya, Dan. He was that, his emotions exploded - explosive. It's so easy to sewot just as angry." said Ms. Irna.

"Yes, aunty, to me it was even Siska's charm. Honestly, I like that Siska. She looks cute. Hehe." That was Zidan's real heart. Yes, you could say, Zidan has fallen in love with Siska again. Even in the stage of denial.

"That means your taste is the same as Om, his mother Siska was also like that, his joy was angry - angry, nagging - nagging. But I don't know why you like it. Finally Om seduced him, finally melted also 'now the same Om."

"Oh, Papa, who likes to be angry - angry, like angry you used to be papa is not mama."

That was the end of their conversation at the dinner table. Ms. Irna and Mr. Leo are nostalgic for their love story. Zidan was a loyal listener to both.