The Heart of Old Menjakaka
90. Too sweet to hurt
Steven pressed the middle button of the phone screen and opened the gallery to search for photos. After that, he gave his cell phone to Angga's hand.
The old man looked at him seriously and for quite a while until finally his forehead twitched. Just be surprised he thought. "Seriously this is what his name is, Citra?" asked Angga who seemed clearly in disbelief, because the cute girl was his Gems Dedek.
Steven nodded. "Yes, pretty, right?"
"It's not pretty anymore, Stev. But also sweet and cute," praised Angga who made Steven's face instantly blushed. But strange, which is praised 'Citra. But why did Steven seem happy?
"It looks like you're wrong, Stev," added Angga, who was still staring at the phone screen without blinking.
"Wrongly why?" Steven's forehead flinched.
"He's a great-grandson, aka Dedek Gemes Papa. I think you're wrong or you're confessing to me, right?" Angga pointed at Steven's phone screen.
"What the hell is confessing and wrong people? It's Citra, he said Papa would like to see his picture. Yes, that's the guy," he explained.
"No! He's Dad's Gemes Papa, Stev!" firmly Angga while shaking his head. "You're wrong!"
"Papa Dedek Gemes Papa means Image?" Steven began to digest by what Angga meant.
"No!"
"If not why did Papa say he's Dedek Gemes? And that's Citra's picture?"
"I mean Papa, this is great-grandchild. Not Imagery! Cicit's name!" firmly Angga was angry. He looked annoyed at Steven who called the name of the girl his adoration with the name Citra. Because all he knows is his name is great-grandson.
"May they be the same person?" guess Steven. "Does Papa have a picture of Dedek Gemes?"
"Have it, but you can't be envious." Angga took his phone in a bag of material pants, then gave it to Steven.
"I'm jealous of my grandfather .. dih, this is my naked photo Mama!" Steven immediately threw the flat object into the hands of Angga, he was so shocked when he saw the screen was a photo of his mother without a thread. Angga is sometimes ignorant, his wife is bathing even peeped and even perpetuate the moment.
"It's a jolt, Stev." Angga immediately swiped his screen to the left and Steven immediately noticed it. That photo is an image. The photo was taken while they were both eating ice cream cones and Steven's eyes immediately focused on Angga's left hand that was writhing spoiled over Citra's shoulder. Steven's eyes were instantly red, he also felt the two eggs hanging inside his pants were hot. It seemed to be burning with fire, but out of nowhere.
"Like him, isn't he, Stev? Papa's sure you're wrong, "guess Angga.
Steven shakes. "No, this is right image. But why is Papa so weird?" Steven's jaw was hardened, his eyes glaring sharply at Angga.
"What pot?"
"What does this mean?" Steven pointed angrily at a photo that led to Angga's hand which was on Citra's shoulder. "Why did Papa embrace him all? It's so good, it's not the same age!" upset ass.
"Don't you mean? Is it wrong for people to embrace? He was crying and ... Oh ...." Angga widened both his eyes when he realized if the reason for the image's face was so chaotic at that time was sourced from Steven. Instantly, the emotions within his chest boiled. Slowly one of Angga's hands clenched tightly. And without thinking long, he immediately punched Steven's left cheek with a single loud bang.
"Aawws!" Steven slips. Getting an attack suddenly and for no apparent reason left him confused. What mistake? thought. "Why is Papa punching me?!"
"It's worth it to you! Because you've hurt him, Stev!" shouted Angga. His voice that sounded loud made his son aghast.
"Hurt? What's that supposed?"
"You made him jealous and hurt! Do you know .. This photo was taken when Papa met him. Papa met him on the side of the road right in front of a public funeral, he was with his friend!" I don't know why Angga could be this emotional. I don't think he would accept if his son made Citra sad. It is clear, if Angga really loves the girl.
"His theme? Who?" asked Steven curiously.
"Papa can't remember his name. But you are clearly wrong here! You have a heart for him, Stev!"
"Yes, I know I was wrong. But she misunderstood me, Pa. He thinks I like Fira, but I don't." Steven shook his head quickly.
"She wouldn't misunderstand if you were honest from the beginning if you already had a boyfriend!" sergeant Angga with chest up and down. "You should have said! That way Papa will not ngizinin you alone with Fira! Let alone to feed..allowing Fira to come will also not happen! Because then Dedek Gemes will not be sad!" shouted Angga. "You have so much heart for her, she's too sweet to hurt, Stev!" Clear circles in both eyes Angga immediately escaped wet his cheeks. He also did not understand why it could be this sad when he knew Citra was a great-grandchild.
Steven slips. He seemed shocked to see Angga's response to emotions and cried just because he knew it. If maybe Steven was honest and said everything, he didn't know how angry Angga would be. It can be not just anger, but wrath.
"I'm sorry, Pa. I forgot to tell. I realize it was my fault." Steven shuffled his butt toward Angga. Because his body can shift when stabbed. He slowly touched the back of his hand.
"Well, you're sorry to Papa? You're wrong with him!" he then brushed off Steven's hand. Angga stood up and pocketed his cell phone. Just a step of his foot moved, but Steven quickly blocked his arm.
"I'll apologize to him, Pa. Papa don't be angry" Steven asked with a pleading face. "If he is Dedek Gemes, then Papa has his number dong? Tell me the number."
"Papa doesn't have his number." Angga shook his head, he jerked his arm until Steven's fist came off. Then, his feet stepped out of the room.
Steven ran after Angga and right in front of the door was Sindi, the old woman had been secretly eavesdropping.
"Pa! He said Papa would help me?" Steven followed Angga who went into his own room. That's right next to Steven's room. "Give me the number of Dedek Gemes, Pa."
"And Papa told me that Papa doesn't have one, Stev!" Angga opened the bathroom door and entered. Steven came in too. Then, he lowered his outer and inner pants to his knees. Then sit on the closet that he just opened the cover.
"Papa must be lying. The picture just has the time the number doesn't?"
"Seriously. There go!" Angga shook his hand to throw away his son because he wanted to push. His stomach ached wanting to defecate and his fried banana was already at the tip of the horn.
"Where to go? I'm not leaving until Papa gives me his number!" press Steven. He then looked at Angga's face that looked red and depressed. His eyes were a bit dull and red as well. Don't forget the teeth, grinning and locked tightly. "Why with Papa's face? How's it like ...?"
"Eeeughhhh!"
...This chapter kaga is very clear its contents 🤣 can be times Om asked for arent, Opa wants to defecate it 😂....
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