The Father Boy
ALA59S. Meatballs
Canda waited for her husband to show up, until a motorbike stopped in front of Canda and Chandra. Canda immediately pursed her lips, as her husband opened the glass of his helmet.
"Old man, how you doin?!" sindir Canda later.
"Yes, look for a widow." Givan chuckled small.
The attack landed on Givan's nose. Givan pushed and laughed. "There's a job, don't ya?" Givan gave the same reason he taught his son.
"To where? Kan Mas long time no check this night, already there is a man held." Canda was obviously suspicious, because since the birth of his youngest daughter. Her husband was at home, her husband had never wandered the night to handle his own work.
"I'm not messing around, Canda. It's not for my own work, there are other jobs. I'll tell you tomorrow, I need to know, right? Because, I don't know anything about not leaving." Givan knows the mouth of his wife's bucket. He did not want to tell his wife much, before her suspicions were complete.
"Party anyway, Biyung…. Dad can't cheat, he's old." Chandra took the helmet on the front of the motor matic, then took his jacket that covered the speedometer.
"Hhh, who said? Precisely today, young people like the old coach of his cake. Take a minute, he's got an inheritance." Canda was always worried that her husband would be taken away by another woman.
"A little crazy! Ah ah, ngaco. I'm going first huh? I'll call you when I get to." Givan backed away from his seat, telling his son to sit in front to continue driving his bike.
"Yes, yeah. Just be careful if things go wrong, prayer adjusts!" Canda pointed his finger.
"Yes okay, here kiss." Givan pulled his wife's arm closer to him.
Chandra bracelets head, he did not intend to glance at the left rearview of the motor. He guessed what his parents did before he left. Despite having grandchildren, the custom continues. They not only embarrassed their own grandchildren, seeing their affection. But, obviously envious because they lose their romance with their partner rather than the father and mother.
"Oh, Mother." Canda retreated a few steps, so that he did not get knocked down when the motor moved.
"Assalamu'alaikum." Chandra started pulling the gas.
"Wa'alaikum salutations." Canda noticed the motor lights were getting away.
"Father clear eyes, I sometimes confused while looking at it." Chandra started accelerating the speed of the vehicle.
"OK ready." Givan started to watch the streets around.
Half an hour's drive, their motorbike had arrived near the large supermarket where Vano worked. Information about where Vano works, Givan got when Vano proposed to Jasmine.
"Have you got in, Dad? It's closed again, the officer goes home." Chandra pointed to several motorcycles coming out of the mall.
"No, wait fifteen minutes to half an hour here. What did he say to you?" Givan sharpens his vision, he tries to remember the license plate of his son-in-law.
"You check the report" Chandra replied quickly.
"If it's just a quick check, we'll wait."
Up to twenty minutes, their saturation was avenged. Chandra still remembers clearly the white jacket, worn by her sister-in-law. He caught a glimpse of the white jacket, with Givan aware of the license plate.
They began to cover their helmet glass, then pulled the motor gas slowly. They keep the distance, so that Vano does not see the existence of the vehicle. Of concern to Givan is the women in the uniform of a cosmetic brand, with polite clothes according to the provisions of their region. Skirt span worn by women who sit in the back seat of the Vano motorbike, making the footstep behind the motor is only used one. Same with Givan's suspicions this afternoon.
"Is that her sister?" Chandra tries to think positively, because maybe Vano has many younger sisters just like him.
"If she's SPG, don't marry her cake yet. Because if it's SPG, the terms must be unmarried." Chandra observed the body's tightly-clad SPG.
"Come, Bang. What you ask, who is he? Why, until Vano willingly left his wife to pick up the woman?" Givan pointed at Vano's motor.
"Well where are you?" Chandra pulls the gas motor so it doesn't leave a trail.
"Ohh, yes-yes. I've been traveling with Zio, these are special costs for those who work at the supermarket. So the cake is close, so these boarding houses are surrounded by them. Special boarding princess, until Zio said nyari tuh girls stay hanging out at a coffee shop near here aja." Chandra kept his distance, even though they had turned in an alley that was only one car.
"If it is only interracial, walk puk will arrive. People are close, there are many who walk too. Uh, but how come there's no village? Cake this whole place no cost." Givan looked around the road they were walking on.
"Kok I'm thinking worse, huh?" Chandra tries to dispel those bad thoughts.
"Heem, Dad too." Givan wants no suudzon, but instead the more suudzon sees this.
"Stop, Dad." Chandra parked his vehicle next to the mobile meatball cart.
They got off the motorbike, then immediately docked to the meatball cart that was still quiet. As Vano looked around, he did not see that his father-in-law and sister-in-law were around.
"It's cool right, the clothesline is a lot, so shut everyone else down who's in this." Givan read the situation.
"How much meat is it?" The meatballs were confused, because suddenly there were two people who immediately approached the wagon.
"Ohh.." Chandra and Givan look at each other. Then, they chuckled amusedly because they understood for sure the meatballs thought that he would buy meatballs.
"Two, wrapped." Givan was embarrassed.
"Don't give me noodles, Dad. Afraid it's still a long time, the noodles will stretch." Chandra still notices the woman who just came in after lifting the clothesline.
The clothes are mostly cloth and sprai, making Chandra remember his fight with his wife last night which made him have to change his bedroom bed sheet.
"Often hang out here, Bang?" Givan noticed the meatballs' activities.
"Often, every day around here" replied the meatball.
"Memorify the hostel dong here?" Givan again interviewed the meatballs.
"Not really, Bang. Mostly those who often buy meatballs" The meatballs just put in a new meatball. So, you have to wait a few minutes.
"Indeed here free hostels, Bang?" queried. Chandra.
"Not really, most men who often go back and forth are his family." Hearing the bakso's answer, Givan became a dilemma to come knocking on the door.
He looked at his son, confused as to what decision to make. Go ahead to visit the boarding house, or believe the words of this meatball.
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