
"Come, kids, hurry up!" Haira shouted to her two children who were still in the room.
"Shortly, Mom!" shouting William.
"What are they doing, 'why so long." Haira climbed the stairs to see her two children who were either there.
Jeglekk. Haira opened William's room door.
"Give me!" harry shouted as he pulled a towel from William's hand.
"No! It's mine! You just wear that one!" Pointing a pink towel with Hello Kitty motif on William's bed.
"Yes my. So this is what you're fussing about, making it this old?" Haira's ruffled waist. Making the two boys with the same face immediately stop fighting over the towel.
"William, tell me what's really going on." Haira looked at William waiting for an answer.
"Mom, suddenly Harry came and swapped his towel for mine." William pointed back at the pink towel.
"Mom, I can't possibly wear a girl's towel like that."
"Which towel have you been wearing all this time?" ask Haira.
"Black towel with Spiderman motif. But the towel got dirty after it fell outside and landed right in a puddle of rain yesterday."
"Well!" Haira stepped towards the window. Looking out and sure enough, Harry's towel fell on a puddle of rain. Haira immediately told the waiter to take it and wash it.
"Say, why are your towels there!" Haira looked at Harry suspiciously.
"Yes, Mom yes. I was going to fuck William. Grabbing my towel to her new watch. But he avoided. He pulled my towel and accidentally threw it out the window." Harry looked down because he knew he was wrong.
"Harry!" Haira held onto Harry's shoulder and looked at him seriously. "Wear that pink towel or you don't have to bathe in that special pool I made for you that you can only enjoy once in five years. Let's just say it's a punishment for knowing your brother."
"But I can't wear pink towels, ma'am. What if a girl sees me?"
Haira covered her mouth with both hands. I didn't think Harry would think that.
"Mom, Harry, William, why so long?" Aiden went into William's room because he had been waiting for them like a driver waiting for his employer.
"How, Harry? Want to come or not?" Haira asked Harry again.
"Lho, why? Harry won't come? Tumbens." Aiden looked at Harry in surprise.
"The towels are dirty and the remaining towels are pink." Haira explains.
"Oh yeah, I've only used my towel. I'm not taking a shower." Aiden offers.
"Can, Dad?" Harry stared enthusiastically.
"Sure! Let's just go. I'll take the towel."
They all nodded in agreement and went to the car.
*****
On the way, Harry kept a sullen face.
"Why else, Harry? You've got Dad's towel, '" said Aiden.
"Yes, but why don't you tell me Dad's towels are pink with butterfly motifs." Harry was getting annoyed as he said that sentence. "It's pink, it's big. I feel like I'm wearing a blanket." Folded his hands on his chest.
"Hahaha, sorry. I forgot to tell you. How else. Mom brought all the towels, and Dad's towels weren't brought. Be the father in the mother's towel."
"But we can buy it here, Dad."
"can't. Our towels are different. Do you want to wear a towel that doesn't absorb water, is rough, and is kissing? Do you think the new towel didn't kiss? That's why I want to wear my towel. Luckily it's a new towel that mom hasn't worn."
"Yes, I bought it in Australia. Your father wants the best for you. That's why I don't want to carelessly give you a towel" Haira continued.
"Yes, it's just because towels can be this long." Harry breathed a sigh. William could only smile. Actually he had more than one towel, but there are times when Harry gets valuable lessons so as not to misbehave.