The Father Boy
ALA273'S CHAT. Longing
"Fart's draw." I responded with a joke.
"It's your business with your father, Papa just saying." Papa Ghifar pulls the bottom map.
"Yes, Pa." I wasn't expecting either.
Ginger processing house only, now managed by a temporary father. I was sent here, and I had a hard time putting people there.
"Last, call me you said he was found guilty. Engage with Mr. Susanto, continue to fulfill the points here." It's some kind of lawbreaking.
"Om Vendra? Or who." I feel like I have not just one.
"Yes, it's Vendra who's a member of it. Tell me, dad's got a problem. But the conditions, the evidence is met and you can take your father's efforts up again." Papa Ghifar pushed the three maps closer towards me.
"Yes, Pa. I'm working on it, it's for the belly of the young man and the sisters." This is my parents' way of eating, I can't possibly let my father's efforts slip and go out of business.
"Yes dong, your responsibilities are great. But all this time Nahda supported everything, right?" Papa Ghifar sat leaning against a nearby wall.
"Support it, Pa. He's never been banned, but he'd mind if I owed him." I sighed and glanced at my slumbering wife near me.
"Yes, Nahda is the story. Mama you're up to Nahda's bubbly nasehati, without her, your wife can't be this understanding. The woman who had just become a wife, her cake bent half dead. Compared to widows and virgins, widows better understand the context of homemaking according to Papa. As for Nahda girl, luckily your mama is taking part in directing her." Papa Ghifar looked at his slumbering stepson until his mouth opened.
So, Mama Aca advises Nahda a lot?
"I think he understands everything himself, Pa." I stacked this file under my laptop that was out of service.
"No, Bang. Papa knows for himself, he's a lot of questions about why you're like this, why you're so."
Huh huh?
"Is there a problem he's talking about me?" I was traumatized by Izza yesterday.
He harbored a lot about me, until his health condition worsened.
"Yes ordinary. Kok Abang did not feel at home for long with me, kok Abang continued to wander, kok Abang back and forth to the biyung continue, kok Abang kek is uncomfortable, kok Abang fussy eating, kok Abang kek cepet tired, kok, kok Abang kek males husband and wife relationship with me, kok stamina brother lose with me." Papa Ghifar glanced at me and held back a laugh.
"Huh? Nahda say so?" I remembered papa Ghifar's routine invitation to take me for a massage to the doctor.
"Hmm, that's the new wife. Papa fussed himself, when he had Aunt Novi's wife."
"Cock his mouth so anyway, Pa? She can't keep her husband's name." I'm restoring my hair.
"Udah mama taught me, just calm down. His son is plain right, you must often advise him. One message Papa, Bang. Never mess with him, don't double him. From mama's story, Nahda is a danger if it comes apart from you. Her efforts are not playing, willing to clear the test once completed, so that she can find her husband. He dared to come here himself, but Papa who could not bear him on the journey alone." Papa Ghifar stared inside his slumbering son.
"Yes, why don't you call me? I can pick him up at the airport." I rubbed the sweat that was on Nahda's forehead.
"You've been challenged by your father again, Bang. You are again given responsibility, not to make a tour here it. Papa's train ticket is eleven o'clock tonight, Bang. Papa sleep first huh? Papa's watch set an alarm, make prepare and travel to the station." Papa Ghifar got up and walked into the room.
"Yes, Pa. I'm not yet sleepy." It's too late to sleep, though I could have slept.
I reread the files in this map. I understand and try to connect all of this. He said, not about judgment. Means, it must be with video evidence or live sound. Can also with photos of raw materials in the warehouse, can also with the results of their manufacture.
I began to summarize, gather together and include a little evidence that I got. It's for the beginning, but it's better done than now.
Nahda squirmed, I just took a quick glance and continued to work on my tasks. His hand moved into my lap, I thought it was in his consciousness. However, his hands spread rubbing the heirloom that was sound in his container.
When I looked at his face, he woke up and smiled sweetly. He missed the activity apparently, but only about three days.
"Udah, Bang. But until now, I still haven't had my period either. Do I have to take any more medication?" His face was immediately sad.
"Wait another check?" I was clearly worried about the condition of her womb.
"I did it not long ago, Bang. At most, only three months, fit USG my uterus is good right?" His hands were still rubbing the items that were inside the sheath.
"Sholat Isya was yuk? B*****." I raised his hand from there.
"Come on." He immediately got up.
We immediately prayed together, bad ferociously it was slowly tame when there was no touch from Nahda anymore. H*****have a longing once we were in a safe room.
At eight o'clock in the evening, it felt too soon to have a relationship. But if pushed back, it will clash with the schedule of papa Ghifar leaving for the destination station to the nearest airport. I'm afraid this longing spill smells, if it doesn't do it right away.
"Rush right, Bang." Nahda is in my arms.
"Four nine papa leaves, Deck." I closed my eyes enjoying the taste in there.
"Will be repeated?" He touched my hand on his stomach.
I was doing it from the side.
"Repiring again, hm?" I whispered in his ear.
It's getting slippery my moves.
"As for Brother, you're free to do it." He held my head there.
He seems to enjoy it.
Three days, it's been longing to get wet like this. What if later in the middle of the puerperium, because menstruation is still mending for a while?
"Dikasikan a little, I'm close right." Nahda is confused.
"Begin' longer, hold dong." I had the initiative to play him.
It whimpered like it was holding back a cry, but it was not a cry of sadness. I'll give him what he wants, when I'll get it soon.
His prayers, supplications and hopes soon he enthroned. The walls of this simple house, I'm sure penetrated into the next room where papa Ghifar rests. The sound of doorknobs and doors being pulled from the next room, indicates the old man got a disturbance in his downtime.
Nahda's chaos really cannot be held back, he thinks like he is in the middle of the forest. His voice went off once, as if he was hurt by the treatment I had given him.
I'm sure Papa Ghifar is confused outside our room. Dimming the sound of Nahda, unfortunately even my turn that must be too late because soon will get my purpose.
"Abang…. Brother…." Nahda framed my face, in the middle of her dark look my glazed expression.
"Hold, Deck." I'm sure my face is now reddish enjoying the heat wave that's coming soon.
"Strong-looking brother is like this." Along with that great compliment, I exploded down there.
I suddenly imagined the confusion of Papa Ghifar, as I lay on the body of his stepson.
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