The Father Boy

The Father Boy
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"Here Papa help. Want to go to the bathroom?" Papa Ghifar's breath to his feet. 


Papa Ghifar is five years younger than his father, and Papa Ghifar is the same age as his father. But his face looks older than the biyung, probably because Ghifar's papa is sweet black and also he's male. 


"You go play to Papa, you're home." I smiled broadly. 


"Come on." Papa Ghifar directly pushed my seat. "You sad cake, why?" tanyanya softly, by embracing me. 


"Teras you're high, you need to go down first." 


I immediately used my strength, to endure the pain caused. I sat on the steps of the terrace, then papa Ghifar brought my wheelchair down first. After I got down, I was helped to get down and sit down again in a wheelchair. 


"Abid after marriage, there is often a red mark on his neck. How are you clean?" Papa Ghifar pushed my wheelchair past the side yard of this house. There's a connecting door too, like that burning connecting door. Right and left of this side courtyard, connected the iron door. 


I can't possibly say if Izza wants to be satisfied. 


"Izza can't do it." My answer made papa Ghifar laugh crisply. 


"Papa sama mama Kin once, both virgin and single. But it could be, even finally Papa often knows it's settled." Papa Ghifar's confession envy me. 


"Papa's girl type, the mama Kin cake huh? Out of the three wives, is mama Kin the best?" tanyaku carefully. 


We're already in papa Ghifar's yard. On the right side, light steel is attached to the car shade. I sat in a wheelchair, with papa Ghifar sitting on the steps of the terrace floor. 


"Plus minus everything. Yes mama Kin the best entry, in bed okay, at homework okay, in the kitchen okay, but can not teach religion to children, usually the sciences are taught in school. Plus, mama Kin prefers to master Papa's time. Let Papa feel at home, the henna is still straddled. There are no two. When you're sick, take care of the food, Papa tell you to drop off and go home again. Mama Kin doesn't like Papa too long outside, limiting Papa even to family. The minus is there. If Mama Aca, free to do as well, the origin of permission, origin of the story. Leave the permit, go home the story. I see, if Mama Aca. Money, time, free. Minus, mageran kek biyung you. The bed is okay, but the kitchen is the same house what will be said later. Cooking should be done, but it should be based on food requests. No one requests, no cooking is done. He said he was confused, what to cook. If mama Kin is creative, who never tried to cook, it must be cultivated tuh." Papa Ghifar said, looking straight ahead. 


"You have a problem with your wife? About what?" 


I looked directly at Papa Ghifar's face. I don't know if he's watching me. 


"Buntle, Pa." I was confused to start telling stories. 


"What's the point?" Papa Ghifar stood up after asking. 


He seems less fit. 


"You must realize, that you must also be a little deviated from the expectations of parents. Moreover, about you lying about graduation." 


Papa Ghifar's words are true. But I've been trying to advise him, it's just that Izza doesn't want to understand this situation. 


"I have advised, not infrequently I encourage him to blend. It wasn't once that I pulled my sister, to get close to her. But Izza still did not want to change. He answers every time I talk, I'm afraid I'm slipping my mouth." I find it hard for my mouth to describe this problem. 


"Why can you go to bed? Papa often fights with Mama Aca, in bed ya get along because Papa needs. Want to not apologize, seduce, better, more kelonan anyway." 


Well, why am I not like that? 


"Mood times huh, Pa? If you're a hyacinth, let alone n***, neither can stand." I'm chin-backed. 


"Hmm, Papa remembers Papa's problem first. Papa used to suffer from the dysfunction of e****, from young, from bachelor. Cured same wild women, same aunt Novi first yes this problem, Papa can not stand, aunt Novi less can also. Go to a psychiatrist, right? You can get guidance and direction, you'll get health tests, hormones and all sorts of things."


I was shocked to hear this fact. So, in Riyana's family descendant turns out there is something like that? 


"Don't you have any other advice, before I really have to go to a psychiatrist?" I looked back at him. 


He was silent, like thinking of something further away. "You have to know the main cause and you solve the main problem first. At that time Papa realized the main cause, so that you can be taken away to Kalimantan with your father." That sentence sounds heavy to papa Ghifar. 


I know that Papa Ghifar is Biyung's ex-girlfriend. Yes, it was as bad as my father and I was the drop. 


"Izza wanted my time, he said I didn't love him and didn't have time for him. He's angry I'm mingling with the family, he's angry every time you call me. Just now he said, Dad's son is not just me. Originally a matter of residence, continued to this matter." Prime, I revealed it to papa Ghifar. May papa Ghifar not bucket on dad and biyung. 


"How many hours do you work?" ask papa Ghifar later. 


"Eight hours outside, three hours at home with no distractions. Pa, since dawn I've been sticking to him. Help her cook, either hang her clothes. Evening meet, joke, chat in the room. I mean, let's go outside and talk to the others. Since late afternoon, already in the room until tomorrow morning Fajr activity again. Dad called, I went outside the room to discuss work, it was Izza angry. He'll be sick later, I'll blame you." I feel like I've given him enough time. 


"Papa has a suggestion, plus you need someone who takes care of this. So what if you go somewhere else first? To the grandma inn, or occupy Izza's house first. Later Papa help reason to your father. It was in front of the house sir check you, om Vendra story. According to Papa, it's okay for you to move house first while the reason for your house is fixed. You should know, under one roof it can only be one queen and one king. Maybe it's because you're still on the same roof as your parents. Let you understand each other, set each other up and complement each other."


Did ya? 


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