The Heart of Old Menjakaka
234. You seduce him
"Don't!" press Kevin with widened eyes. "You're evil his name, Jun. That's my son. The time you ate?!"
"Yes, no way, Jun," Angga scolded. "Janet's eggs are not to be eaten, Kevin and Janet make it hard."
"What's the way?"
"People are rich."
"Oh. But in school many people sell quail eggs. He said it was from a bird too, Opa."
"Yes, but there are different kinds of birds. If the quail is indeed the egg for consumption. But if the cockatoo bird eggs ... it must be treated, let it hatch and become a bird," explained Angga soft.
"Later there will be a baby cockatoo dong, Opa?"
"Yes." Yeah." Angga.
"Well, the more rame dong later." Juna smiled with a cheerful face. "Juna is impatient, but will look like Kevin, Opa?" Looked at Kevin, then stroked his crest.
"Surely similar, he is the Father" Angga replied, then looked at Kevin. "You go back to the cage, said Janet. Tomorrow Papa checks the eggs."
"Yes. Janet also said she was hungry, she wanted to eat kale" Kevin said.
"Have you told me Auntie?"
"It." Kevin slowly fluttered his wings. "Good night, Papa, Steven's brother, Juna" he said. The answer is only Angga and Kevin. Steven doesn't care.
"Night."
After that, Kevin flew out of the house.
***
Eyes since then closed, the body has since been lying covered with a blanket. But I don't know why Nissa hasn't been able to sleep either.
The shadow about the Tian bird seemed to be dancing inside his brain. Really, this is very disturbing. In fact, since last afternoon Nissa tried to forget.
Slowly Nissa opened her eyes, then pulled her body up to sit down. Seen Juna had already fallen asleep from his sleep while hugging the bolster.
Closer, then bowed while peeping Juna's forehead affectionately.
"If you sleep like this again, yes, Jun. When you wake up, you really can't stay still. Moreover, your mouth, a big pinter by the way," muttered Nissa with a smile. "But Mami is seneng, lately Mami sees you like happy. Mommy's happy too, honey." His arms extended out towards Juna's head hair, then stroked her.
"Rather than not being able to sleep and think about things that are not-no, mending me check the financial statements. But make green tea first." Nissa pulled up the blanket, then dropped both of her legs on the floor as she stepped.
However, just a step away, his phone suddenly rang an incoming call from a new number.
Nissa sat back up and picked up the phone. "Hello."
"Hello, good night. Is this Nissa?" ask the man from across there.
"Yes. This who?"
"I'm Rama. I'm sorry, am I bothering you, Nis?"
"No. What's up, sir?"
"Tomorrow at noon I'll take you to eat at the same restaurant as Juna. Would you not?"
"I'll ask Juna first, yes, sir."
"Yes. Let me know tomorrow and don't forget to save my number, Nis."
"Yes, sir."
"Good night, Nis. Greetings to Juna."
"Night too, sir." Nissa smiled, then turned off the phone. After that he also put the flat object on the nightstand.
"She, you haven't slept?" asked Angga who had just stepped over. Nissa's exit from the room coincided with the man's exit from his own room.
Nissa looked at Papa. Judging by Angga's sweaty face and neck, his breathing also sounded faltering.
"Why are you done? How's puffing?"
"It's normal, Nis, your mama. I'm old but if not swayed last night just like to snack." Lying, originally Angga was the one who asked first.
Nissa pulled the corner of her lips up. "Dih Papa can't talk rich in front of me. Don't you understand my feelings?" His face suddenly sour. Feeling upset to hear what Angga said. "A year I was, Pa. If there is no opponent."
"Ah, sorry-sorry, dear, no Papa meant to hurt you." Angga rubbed Nissa's head hair, then slapped her own lips. "Papa if you like nyeplos, usually talk to Steven and Sofyan do not use filters, so like to forget."
"Yes, don't dong. Ah, I'm going to have a snack tomorrow, I'm going to go home with Juna." Nissa glared, then stepped down towards the stairs. Angga immediately followed him until the woman headed for the kitchen.
"Papa's sorry, honey. Tomorrow will not be rich like that," pinta Angga slowly. Then pull up the kitchen chair and sit there. His son was picking up a cup inside a wooden shelf. "Oh yes, Nis. Papa wants to talk to you. Make Papa tea too."
"What conversation? It's already night, '" asked Nissa without looking.
"It's important about Juna."
After making two cups of green tea and putting it on the table, Nissa slowly pulled the chair next to Angga. Then sit.
"This is the tea for Papa, don't you give sugar, right?" Angga pointed at the cup in front of him.
"Yes." Yeah." Nissa nodded.
"Oh yes, Nis. Last afternoon, Papa had a chat with Juna. He said ... he wants to have a new Papi," said Angga. When Nissa rounded her eyes wide, she looked surprised and astonished.
"What the hell, Pa? How'd he talk?"
"Yes just wanted to have Papi just now. Eemm ... Your own, how?" Slowly Angga clasped Nissa's hand. The woman's soft hands were very warm.
"I don't know." Nissa shakes. "But Juna didn't talk to me, Pa."
"Maybe not. But I'll talk later too. Oh yes, Papa heard from Juna .. said you met Om Yahya and his son Rama, huh? What do you think of Rama?"
"How does that mean?" Nissa looked at Angga with a frowning frown. Not understanding the direction of the conversation Papa.
"He's on your criteria, isn't he? She's a virgin widower, Nis. His wife died a month ago of a heart attack. And Mbah Yahya said ... Rama likes you."
Nissa immediately chuckled, when she heard the back sentence Angga said. "Like me? Papa is ngorging. The time he likes? I and Rama do not know. He also knew her this morning."
"She said so, but she's ashamed to say it."
"I can't believe it, Pa. I'm going to go to the room first." Nissa stood up, then lifted the small plate of cup support.
"Wait, Nis!" Angga blocked Nissa's wrist as the child was about to step up. The woman also looked. "From tomorrow onwards, Papa doesn't want you and Juna to meet Tian. Papa doesn't like him, Nis. He's not a nice guy, Papa doesn't want you to fall for the wrong guy."
"Me and Tian are just friends, Pa. I don't like him either."
"Yes, now I don't like it. But don't know later. Don't see him often. The number is also blocked only," Angga suggested.
"But how is Junanya? Juna keeps whining to see you. Tomorrow he says he'll have breakfast with Tian."
"You seduced him."
"All right. Kan Papa is more sinter seduce."
"Yes, Papa's coming to Juna." Slowly Angga let go of Nissa's hand, then let her daughter step away from her. 'May what Juna said be a rumor that is not true. I wish Nissa was with Rama, not Tian. That man doesn't match my son.'
Angga picked up his phone in a pants pocket, then called Mbah Yahya. Not long after that call was lifted from across there.
...Om Tian has changed Opa 😟🤧...