The Father Boy
ALA165'S CHAT. Manhwa
"Udah, patience. What's important is to know how women feel." I tried to comfort Kaf, who was silent in the crowd of futsal.
"Dad Apin, ask for money."
I watched the Flower raise her hand in front of Uncle Gavin. Uncle Gavin wiped his sweat, because he just came out of the field.
"Buy what snacks? Your brother's out, it's tonight." Uncle Gavin grabbed his shoe bag.
"Go Food, it's ahead." Flowers point towards the parking lot that only the motorbike from our futsal group remains.
"Bang, Bang. Ambilin first, Bang." Uncle Gavin gave me his wallet.
"What a hell, Uncle? I was given money for a wallet." My father's wallet alone, I dare not open it. Moreover, having to open and take money from my uncle's wallet.
"How, Deck?" Uncle Gavin finally opened his own wallet.
"One hundred and fifty, Uncle." Very tasty so flowers, snacks never think nominal.
I used to, whatever you think twice. Because I'm used to being independent, used to managing the ration money that dad gave me. It may be asked for more, but I don't want to be too extravagant.
"Now, Bang." Uncle Gavin gave me two hundred grand.
Already snacks know coming, pay ya paidin. It was so good that he was brought together by so many people, especially from our family.
Ehh, there's Jessie at the futsal. He focused on playing his phone.
"Jess, at midnight you're waiting for this place?" I asked by walking through it.
My voice is floating, because this futsal place has a tall building and a large parking lot.
"Eh, Bang. Usually it is only until ten, workers are only up to ten aja he said. While Abang's team booked there are four hours." Jessie probably noticed me walking towards the half-closed futsal door.
"Stay, Jes." I first took the food order Flower.
Oh, apparently there's some homemade mini-pizza. French fries, there is also chicken skin. With two boba drinks, along with three ice dalgona drinks.
"Wow, that's a lot." Jessie's been straddling in front of the cashier's desk.
"That's it, little lady that snack is beyond reason. Here join, Flowers alone from earlier." I've changed clothes once, because it's soaking wet and I don't feel at home.
Actually, me and Uncle Gavin played futsal for an hour at most. But his friends are quite a lot and are deliberately pitted against friends, while we just watch. This can take hours and can be long.
"Where's the Flower?" Jessie walked towards the entrance.
"Who? Why?" He asked for a flower, but he walked in the other direction.
"Gunci the door first, afraid of the motor." He ran towards me after locking the door.
So, this building model is like the letter L. Parking lot and cashier, there in the building with a straight shape like this I. Then, there are two futsal fields that occupy the position _. The elbow section is empty, it's Mr. Darmaji's house. So, this futsal field is located in the backyard of Mr. Darmaji's house. More or less like that picture, there is a connecting door to Mr. Darmaji's house as well, so Jessie went home just to open the door.
"Dude…." Flowers saw me coming by lifting up her phone.
What was?
"Hi…." Jessie greeted Flowers.
"Hi, Brother. Here." Flowers patted the spot next to him.
"Nih, Deck. I want to play again." I gave her this food.
"So I'm the same flower?" Jessie pointed at herself and sat down beside the Flower.
I just smiled at him.
"Here you go, brother." Flowers have been the focus of unboxing her food.
I started playing, occasionally glancing towards those who were actively chatting while eating the food available. I wondered what they were saying.
Until finally I chose to finish playing, because they started spending their money to bet their flagship team. I'm not good at playing futsal, I'm just looking for sweat like Gavin's uncle. Of course, yes watching the game for sure.
"Sir, no more clothes?" I opened my shirt as I walked towards Bunga.
"Just bring two, regular T-shirts are there too." Flowers show my white shirt.
"Later, sweat first." I sat in front of them and leaned against the net.
I really can't, but I'm not the only one doing it.
"I used to sleep in his muscles, I hugged, I bit, I kissed."
Why did the Flower speak as if to make him look closer to me.
"An abnormal sister." Look at Jessie's death too.
"Hmm, we just now n*****t first." Brash Flower Mouth.
I just chuckled, when Jessie looked at me. "Flower is trusted." I only responded lightly.
Why does his face look so dislike? Is he jealous? He said he only thinks of me as a friend.
"Well, no ice, Dek?" I want to also see Flowers eat and sip ice with pleasure.
"Here, I have it." Flowers held out their bobbin ice cups.
I just want the cold.
"Oh, so I'm here, right?"
Why would Jessie comment like this, when I sipped some Flower ice?
"What?" The flower looked at her with an innocent look.
Jessie's question to me, I get it. That question is not for flowers.
"Not really." Jessie turned to the Flower, and she smiled.
"We are widows and widows, we should be exes."
More precisely Flowers are just pretending to be plain. Once upon a time, not clear anymore but so vivid.
"Seek the snacks, Deck." I returned the Flower's ice boba.
"Now, Bang. I love black pepper, right?" The flower held out that piece of homemade mini-pizza.
I don't know which home-made pizza parlor is still open this evening.
"Thank you." I pretended to be busy eating, even though I knew that Jessie was watching me constantly.
"You're seriously young like this widow? You're Bang Chandra's ex-wife?" Just then Jessie patted Flower's thigh after a while.
"Yes widow, marry siri first. I'm not Bang Chandra's ex-wife, if I were his wife, I wouldn't let her go. Don't want me to be his widow, mending to be his wife." The flower said as if it were serious.
"Where is his ex-wife going?" ask Jessie later.
Why did he not dare to ask me directly?
"It's only been a hundred days a week, why?" I answered it.
Eyes rounded. "Ohh, sorry." He cupped his hands.
"Nothing." I turned my gaze towards the futsal match back.
"Where's your ex-husband?" Jessie asked the flower.
"Life is happy, cake me too."
It turned out that he was quite good at carrying his pride, I was worried that he replied that his husband had been with his legal wife back.
"Why should we split up, Deck? A new household is usually still warm." Jessie pretty kepo turns out.
"Because my brother is too dear to his sister, because not all fathers are willing to move his son into the arms of other men too."
I feel like Bunga is good at picking answers, I like his style.
"Bang, speak Manhwa." The flowers showed the photo in his phone.
"Who is that?" Body guitar spanish ceileh.
"He's…." Flowers hang up the sentence, because they see Jessie open the cardigans.
Oooooooooooouch, can be discussed carefully. My smile bloomed looking at her inner-coated body knit alone, with a hijab that did not cover her chest.
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