The Father Boy
ALA200-201-S. The complexity of each problem

"Ehh, what? Kirain there's no one in Biyung's room." Biyung opened the door to her room. 

"Shtttt.ttt…." I put a finger in front of my mouth. 

My sisters are out, I'm checking Cani's phone. Many unknown numbers, which Cani did not respond to. Chat stopped until Cani asked where the number was obtained from, then the person who chocked replied that the number was obtained from the school group. After that, a lot of questions from people who chat but Cani did not reply. 

So, my sister's at her school, huh? Yes it is beautiful, if you do not know the drama. I, as a man, rethink if my women are excited and playwrights like Cani. It's nothing, sometimes it's hard to understand. 

"Come in, come in…." Biyung widened the room door, then invited aunt Nina to enter the room. 

"Take a mattress in Biyung's closet, Bang." Biyung takes over the instant noodles brought by aunt Nina. 

"Wind gauge?" I got out of bed. 

"Yes, Bang." Biyung invites aunt Nina to sit on the sofa. 

Fortunately, Cala and Cali's nanny are out of the room. So this room is not too full of people. 

"Far away, he gave me instant noodles, huh, Tan?" I walked towards the walk in closet. 

"But this is what it takes, Bang. If you eat a strong spice cuisine, from a long trip this is even nausea to be." Aunt Nina sipped her noodle soup. 

Yeah anyway. 

I got a wind mattress, along with the electric pump, too. This mattress can be used as a sampan, ever during a flood of shipments. Because the mattress is like a kind of mattress, with a rubber material like a trampoline. Flooding up to as high as the neck of adults, fortunately the father is quick to develop a mattress with a pump before the electricity is automatically extinguished from the center. 

I approached the biyung, then sat behind him as he faced Aunt Nina on the same sofa. I hugged Biyung from behind, then kissed her cheek. 

"Biyung I'm so young you know, Tan." I interrupted their conversation about gold. 

Mas Givan's. 

"Yes, your fat cake." 

I looked up, before finally laughing. 

"I am Givan's pet." Biyung spooned a roll of noodles into his mouth. 

"Maintenance is maintained? Bede, Sister-in-law." Aunt Nina held back a laugh. 

Mom's innocent. 

"Just like." Biyung looked relaxed not thinking about that. 

"It's the same thing." Aunt Nina relented and even laughed amusedly. 

Biyung is unique. 

"Yes, did you take it to Givan's bang let him tell Vendra to divorce me?"

I let go of my embrace to Biyung, after hearing Aunt Nina's words. Out of reason, ask for an elite style divorce. Yes that way, his prestige is kept awake. 

"No ah, how could you interfere so. There are limits, Nin. My husband's gonna sin, if I tell him to divorce." Biyung fixed her seat, then turned her head towards me. 

"Father's boy, get me some cold water dong," he asked softly. 

Without being praised as well, I would definitely obey if told to. "Okay, Biyung." I walked out of the room. 

Cani's phone, don't forget I admit. I'm not quite right yet, to find information about the new alligator girl netes. 

"That's it, Bang. I'm not guilty of my father-in-law either, but I want so routine. Opposed, he said I was said to be heavy to my profession. What, what is this thinking of him? If I wasn't the commander, her daughter couldn't have let go for me either. He was my profession, his style was my profession." Curhatan om Vendra who was in the kitchen, recorded my ears. 

I accidentally eavesdropped, I was picking up a bottle of cold water with two glasses as well. We are both in the same place. 

"You have the same kid over there? Kirain's brother, Nina knows." My chin-up father looked at his sister's face seriously. 

"Have it, two too. Birth certificates exist, even with records of him being born of a mother and without a father. But they have documents that, the message is clear, they are not children outside of marriage. Nina didn't know I was coming home yesterday and my son called me when his mother got sick." Hearing Vendra's explanation, I immediately came out of the kitchen area because I had gotten my destination in the kitchen. 

So this is what Dad meant, that I know that Vendra's only rank? Apparently, his behavior was one or two like himself. 

I'm a paternal descendant, I'm afraid my life is as complicated as my father's. I've taken care of myself, so as not to do the wrong thing. But if I fail to bring myself what? 

"Here, Biyung." I went back into the room. 

"Oh, Om Duda is very clever. Thanks, Honey?" 

Aunt Nina embarrassed me. I don't like to be praised excessively, the problem is I'm baperan. I'm easy to meet red, like ABG just understood love. 

"There buy nasgor aja, Biyung males ngoprek in his kitchen. Is there money?" Biyung received the glass I gave her. 

He thinks I'm a high school kid with no income. "There you are, Biyung. It'll be easy for me to get out." I'm not hungry yet either. 

"I'm ashamed, Brother-in-law. Embarrassed to have a married husband, my self-esteem was lost. I kek has no function. If you want to be a bastard, that's a bad bastard. That is, first clean up the first one. He married again, married again. Don't be a sissy bastard, haven't let go of the first, but the second marriage." Aunt Nina is also talking. 

Ah already. I don't understand their problem, what matters is not just my brother. With Cani's phone still in my pocket, I came out of the house to look for Ra's whereabouts. I was worried, because I had not seen his sour face.

"Where are you going?" asked Balawa, who was on the porch with her brother. 

They are smoking. 

"Nyari Ra, my little sister too." I looked at them with my phone out. 

Okay, I'll just call Ra. 

"Which one? How much is your sister, Bang?" ask Dehen later. 

"How tall, tall." I sat on the floor where my feet rested. 

I decided to call Ra. "Hallo." Thank goodness it was lifted by Ra. 

"What?" His tone was not soft. 

"Where are you, you idiot? Emotions Brother, by the way there's no softness to you!" I'm easily hooked, if my sister insists. 

Strongest, even though anything is still asking parents. 

"In Mama, Bang. Here eat at Mama," replied someone gently. 

This is how to speak softly. 

"Mama Aca?" I made sure where Ra was. 

"Yes, Bang. Dad, you know what, if Ra goes to Mama. You come here, eat here with Ra, dad you say biyung you're not cooking afternoon." 

Father is frank, if he wants his child to be fed by brothers. That is, not prestige or how. Moreover, if he is care because someone is sick. 

Bring my son first, there you take care of his meal and others. 

That's usually my father's orders. That's why we can be close to the other brothers, but if the sisters are indeed only Ra who is close to the family of papa Ghifar. The other if not on the mother or grandmother, yes on the caregiver only. I just realized, if I mean the father is giving distance to his daughters with male cousins. 

"Yes, Ma." What matters is that I did it first. 

"okay, awaited. Coming huh? Mama sisain nih side dishes from Ra, let's not spend." 

If so, yes inevitably have to come. 

"OK, Ma," I said later. 

"okay." Mama Aca instantly turned off the phone call. 

"Why, Bang? I'm offended to be seen that." Dehen had just turned his head towards me, but he seemed to know that I was paying attention. 

"Fear me." My mouth is indeed boncos, fortunately the atmosphere melts because of their laughter. 

"In our tribe, men are required to be tattooed anyway. Yes, our grandfather said that too, today is free too" Balawa explained later. 

Oh, is there such a thing? 

"A lot of tattoo models, I'd like to try mending c****n only," I'm the one who made them laugh. 

Tattooed it must hurt, man. Plant the ink using a needle, immunized in SD only my arm is swollen. Moreover, feel the ink planting under the skin using a needle, mending the safe way just by resigned to women. 

Ah, nevermind. This duda brain error. 

"Seed dad is one of two family cakes."

How does Dehen talk like that? I was offended because my father was my father. 

"Not really, how do we take care of ourselves." Although I'm not sure I can take care of myself either. 

"Yes, the male brain is s**s. But if men understand loyalty, there is money, yes every case finished tuh home. Finish the case there's a leave, Bang. But papah does not want to go home, reasons tired, want to rest because of lack of sleep, dear fare. In fact, it's his income." Balawa looked down at his own feet. 

"Yes probably want a practical one." I don't know what Vendra's thoughts are, even though we're fellow men. 

"Not bad papah either, but pity that mama." Dehen let out his breath. 

"Rubber, pity." I'd be angry too, if my mother was being played by my father. 

"There's one boy, two girls there. Want me to hate them, I realize we're blood brothers" Balawa added later. 

Crazy, son of his wife more sir. 

"You know where it's from?" tanyaku later. 

"I asked Papah directly, papah answered also," Balawa replied later. 

"But cowardice isn't it? Not settled, instead taken on vacation." I shake my head. 

"For fear of being heard from the family, Bang." Dehen threw his cigarette butts. 

"Our house is the same as their house is a side, if the fight is horrified. Plus, they're not just anyone," Balawa said. 

"Don't understand anymore." I put my shoulder out. 

I don't like mysticism, I'm afraid of the problem. 

"How do you get along with other children's mothers of fathers?" balawa said back. 

"Akur, because from a small play together. In fact, it's been an ordinary family, the sister of one's sister's mother one father. Because the case is different, my father's not cheating." I believe my father's commitment is strong to my biyaku.

It was a rather steep journey. 

"Honest, Bang. It's not something to boast about, no different from any other betrayal." Dehen laughed heartily. 

"Indeed, at least not because he deliberately wanted to ruin his commitment with the biyung." I know how strong Dad is. 

"I'm a man, but I hate that cake thing." Balawa's gaze turned full of anger. 

"Not come with me." I chose to escape. 

"Bang Chandra, Bang Chandra." The rarity of Dehen's voice sounded ludicrous. 

Differences of opinion like this that often occur brawl, especially if the person is like those who do not welcome the opinions of others. Even if it is plain like this, I understand social science and ethics. 

"Seep anyway? Where's the big one?" I entered the unlocked house. 

"Safe guard Kal, again out of town." Papa Ghifar took his eyes off his cell phone. 

Papa Ghifar is the most henchman in the house. Not invited out to coffee, he might not go out of the house. 

"Yes, Ma. Males was right I was wasting my time and making emotions." 

I'm interested to hear Ra's speech recorded in the ear. 

I left papa Ghifar who was struggling with the online game near the stairs, with me approaching the dining table that was controlled by Ra and Mama Aca. 

"Squealing! There you go, Bang!" Ra snorted sharply at me. 

"You eat, Deck." I pulled an empty plate and took it to the dinner table. 

"What cooking, Ma?" I noticed the side dishes. 

"Storms, Bang." Mama Aca brought her cooking closer to me. 

"Dong dong?" I also saw him. 

"Keep, what did you say?" Mama Aca focused on watching Ra again. 

"Don't crush the men, biyung never nyesel he said. I didn't run, I was chased and I was worried. New people close by, tell me this. I'm a household model so, must be sweaty clothes I became her errand boy."

Ohh, Ra is talking about men. 

"Dad you know?" ask mama Aca later. 

"Yet, the trivial time has come to my father's hands?" ra replied by pulling the large shrimp from the side dish near me. 

My sisters have started to glare at men, I have to be vigilant. 

"He's a pissing cake, aren't you?" Mama Aca to the chin. 

"Ma, out, huh? Play at Riyana Studio." Papa Ghifar got up and put on a t-shirt draped over his shoulder. 

"Heem, in the studio huh? Just be careful if you're looking for it on the warkop."

Not much drama like biyung, like asking to be done first can just get out of the house. 

"Let's re-authorize if at Riyana Studio there is no one, tired of the head want to talk to fellow men." Papa Ghifar hurt his cell phone. 

"Yes, just call." 

It's easy, not limiting that like curbing. Nice wife like this, not too complicated the life of men. 

"Yes, Ma." Papa Ghifar has already stepped away. 

"Ma, request the one that's Mama's cake." I raise my eyebrows. 

"What? Wife?" Mama Aca looked at me. 

"Heem." I smiled shyly. 

"Nahda, get married. That's not necessarily Mama's cake even though Mama's child, but it's Mama's upbringing." It was the turn of Mama Aca who raised her eyebrows. 

"Later Brother molested Nahda." Ra pointed at my face with a amused laugh. 

I was shocked to hear a thud from Ra's mouth. 

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