The Father Boy
ALA174S. Cani's Complaint
"No, I've transferred five million. Wear it for the good, Deck. The problem of tuition fees, later Daddy takes care of directly to campus. Flowers focus on learning, doing their job, ask for help Bang Chandra if difficulties. Ask to pick up Dad, if it's hard to get a motorcycle. Ask Dad for anther, if Bang Chandra can't help the anther anymore." Pakwa showed me the screen of his phone.
"Who hasn't transferred Apin?" Uncle Gavin put on his face.
"Ish, you again!" Pakwa's hurting his phone.
"Kiss, Dad." Flowers rise and tiptoe.
"Hmm, Father's most intelligent son. So, what good psychologist will you be?" Pakwa ducked down so he could be kissed by his son.
"Okay, Wednesday we're drunk together." Flowers without a sigh kiss the tip of his father's nose.
"Dod." Pakwa chuckles little by tidying up his son's hijab to cover his chest.
"Ati-ati, Dad. Greetings to my brothers." Flowers waved her hand.
"Okay, thank you for addressing them. I'll tell you later." Pakwa retreats, before finally turning around and stepping away.
Flowers are still standing on our backs. What I saw, he was checking his phone. I know, he must be checking the transfer money from his father.
"Hallo." He turned around smiling at Hema, sitting directly on my lap.
So centil.
"God!" I tried to slide her seat on my lap.
Little Chandra grew up, he responded directly to the pedestal that always made him able to fight it.
"Dad! Brother ng***g, Dodol!" I kept struggling to make him go away.
Hema immediately pulled Bunga's hand to stand up, coupled with the laughter of Gavin's uncle who was so satisfied. Hema could only shake my head, when the Flower was no longer in my lap and my hand went in to fix the position of my inheritance which was only this big head.
"So, you're not that cake, horrified." Hema invited Bunga to sit in her chair.
"It's normal, I'm a man." I catch my breath.
It could be directly react to constrict pants like this.
"Here sit here, I want Gabriel's anther inside." Uncle Gavin came in carrying his little haired son who was a little shabby.
I miss my old cut, where my hair is always tied to a ponytail with bald edges. Or, you can search on Google with the keyword top knot hairstyle. From the age of three, until Junior High I used such hairstyles. The school allows it, because I am the biggest contributor child in my school. When in the boarding school I was kicked out, until college to Singapore my hairstyle changed depending on the season of what hairstyle model.
"Not****g, Bang?" Flowers poking my arm.
His laughter was ridiculing.
"Still be! You think things are easy?! I'm worried about you, just make an emotion." I clenched my chin and threw my face the other way.
"Bunga, I asked for the material. Says the same you haven't been fucked?" Hema is quite straight about her arrival, not as much of a pleasantries as a novice male.
"Oh, yes. Later huh? If you want to go home." His voice is so gentle, you centil.
"Don't be your cute ass!" I glanced at him cynically.
"That can be cute Jessie is the thing, Bunga," he said with a faint smile.
This rancid man is also.
"Yes, it's hard if people get drunk. I'm going to be the first barrier to your relationship with Jessie, it's good that she got a home-based person. In the future, the conflict of his household is from himself and his own past. There is, my dizzy brother who holds that cake conflict." Flowers seem to have been tossed with Hema.
"Just don't be, there are still many attractive women who are fun to hang out with rather than him." Hema shook her head and rubbed her palms.
"Ehh, but you know what?" The flower flicked its hand towards Hema.
"Is, later if there's no brother you we'll talk about that."
I was so angry, I felt like I wanted to throw a lot of blank paper fists into Hema's face.
"Wow, bang Wildan called. Take the material first, Bunga. I just go home." Hema panicked by looking at her phone screen.
Why didn't bang Wildan call?
"okay."
I followed, until Hema finally left in her car. Now, the noise is in my parents' house. Ra came with Cani with all their complaints.
"Try on, Dek. Eat first, I'll make it later." Biyung was so anxious that he immediately greeted Cani.
"But my roommate stole my stuff, Biyung." Cani kept complaining.
"Yes, Deck. He was punished by that too." Dad poured water in front of Cani.
"Well, but my stuff doesn't come back." Cani was screaming.
Kucrit him this, incredible calculation. Moreover, favorite items, will continue to be discussed until the goods return.
"What the hell was taken?" I'm curious about his complaint too.
"Hour hands, money is often right, hoods, clothes, gloves. Isha! Until I'm done with the scabbard, Bang. He said that there's all the elite families, but there's thieves, too." Keep this up, boy.
"Yes that's why it's lodged, Dek. Thief is not because he has no one, but because of liver disease. Envy, spiteful, hypocritical and other types of liver disease." Biyung's answer cooled the atmosphere this time.
"Let's buy him a sarong again." I added the mood to be more calm.
"Make what? Here yes I want a cool OOTD, why still wear gloves?"
Dad immediately scooped up his daughter's face.
"But, Dad." He immediately gave me a moment.
He's chatty, noisy and also whiny. He's closest to grandfather, but since grandpa's never been more insistent.
"Other boarding schools?" Dad's face is already flat creepy.
"Don't want me, Dad. What good? It's not good in there, Dad." Her tears have been shed everywhere.
"Nyari adem-adem first, Mas." Biyung rubbed her husband's arm.
"So, finish eating it fast." Dad's out of this kitchen area.
Where is Ra? I want to know the development of my sister who will enter that college.
"But that's it, brother?" The boy, who was still wearing the holster, was crouching in front of the tyre.
There's Bunga and Zio around that car.
"What's wrong? Hasn't that cat been?" I approached those in the courtyard.
"No, Bang." Ra smiled at me.
The beauty of this one young child, unfortunately he is not sweet when smiling. The look on his face looks more attractive when pouting or expressionless, the language is now damaged.
"Feed first, Dek." I embrace.
Cool, his height is almost on par with mine. About, one hundred and seventy-four centimeters. There may be a difference of one or two inches below me, but I feel our shoulders are aligned.
"But if you put the brakes on.." Zio approached the girl I was embracing.
I don't understand their conversation, because it's about the car. But, the girl who just came out of this boarding school hooked up. Don't-don't, Ra…..
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