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“Mas ...!! C'mon mas! Why did it climb so long?!” yuna shouted, who was currently under a tree with her waist dabbling shouting at Zeen with her impatient feeling.
With a breath of breath Zeen continues to climb little by little to reach the top, “Iya dear briefly! A little more mas nyampe above you do not have to worry about the mas above! Enough of you to encourage me with my darling! Again then I will fight even more for you!” replied Zeen who also shouted in a loud voice.
Zeen began to swing his legs back between the trunk of the large mango tree, he thought that he would soon reach the top. But somehow the peak is getting longer and more unattainable for some reason Zeen did not know.
“Where is the spirit dear?! Let's give the spirit of your mas let's immediately give you a diamond in the form of manganese honey,” shouted Zeen ngasal.
But instead of hearing the words of encouragement from the idol of the heart, he even felt if his butt like being shoved from below.
“Aw? Why anyhow? How does it feel so strange to me?” murmured Zeen but his hands still fell on the tree.
“What spirit is mas?! Why are you climbing it there? How can I get it fast then?” yuna shouted while holding the wooden trunk in her hand to poke Zeen's butt which was only blocked in the middle of the tree but not high.
Zeen paused for a moment, then turned his head down there where he could see the look of annoyance emanating from his wife's face. He was also surprised, why his face does not look small from below even look very clear? Whywhy? Is he really climbing a tree or?
“Why can you poke my ass baby? Am I not currently upstairs? Did you also go up to this tree?” asked Zeen consecutively with a look that suddenly became panicked.
Yuna immediately let out a long sigh, lali looked at her husband with a lazy look. So lazy that makes his face no more enthusiastic look like that.
“Mas are not aware? Try to look down, mas it is not it climbing but mas it was just namplok mas tree ... This mas really can't climb trees huh?” said Yuna dabbling on the waist while shaking her head looking at her husband.
“What? Is that true, honey? Did I climb a tree for an hour? Time hasn't come far?” ask Zeen confused.
Yuna again sighed, then left the place and sat down on one of the lawn chairs.
“Town by me!” indifferent Yuna while folding both her hands in front with a cocky feeling.
“Ngambek?” murmured Zeen while staring at his confused wife. Then he turned his eyes to a couple who were looking at him while laughing at him.
“Om, auntie, is Zeen really climbing huh?” ask Zeen to make sure.
“Iya Zeen, according to what your wife said, you are currently still in place and not progressing up a bit.” Sigit replied while shaking his head.
Zeen then turned his head down and immediately sighed, because it was true what the middle-aged man said he was currently not far from the footing there. With a feeling of embarrassment he lowered his legs that were still acting on the tree. Then he stood facing his wife with a bumbling feeling of shame.
That certainly makes Zeen nervous. How could the middle-aged man not say that since then? Has he climbed a mango tree for an hour? Is this what his name is upset but cannot be expressed in words?
Eva who knew very well with the change in facial features from Zeen was laughing out loud again. He felt very sorry for the rice of a famous Zeen Albaret who was arrogant and flat now even afraid in front of his own wife.
“Basic of young people ...” muttered Eva shakes her head.
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“This is Zeen the ladder, sorry about it? Om forgot to say if there is a ladder in the house,”, said Sigit while leaning the long ladder on the tree of the tree.
Zeen did not answer, he just gave a smile, did not know what to answer because he also still felt annoyed at the middle-aged man.
Zeen began to climb one by one the stairs, but he stopped his legs and turned his head back to see his wife who was still silent on me there.
“I'll get you a lot of mangoes baby! Wait for me there!” zeen shouted with a smile, then returned to the stairs until he reached the top of the tree.
Zeen smiled proudly as he managed to carry himself on a tree, and then he started looking for mangoes that were not far from his reach.
When Zeen saw a mango large enough, he immediately picked the mango and then he put it in his shirt. Until a few minutes passed Zeen had gathered all the mangoes in his shirt, Zeen also decided to go down because he felt that the inside of his shirt was full and made the front become bulging because he put the mango in his shirt.
When in the middle of heading down, he felt like itching on the skin part of his stomach. Itching was not a ghost of one leg but several times, it certainly made Zeen panic and reflex to pull his hand from the stairs to scratch his stomach that feels itchy. At that moment, he realized what he was doing right now. Leaving his hands in the air made his body waver and immediately fell down from the stairs.
“Aaaaa!”
Zeen's screams blurted, causing Sigit and Eva to approach Zeen worriedly to see the man fall ill-fated down there.
Yuna did not stay still, she ran towards her husband with a face that was already very upset.
“Mas Zeen? Zeen is not papa? Which one hurts mas?” yuna asked in a row, crouched down to see the condition of Zeen who was very sorry lying on the ground while carrying the mangoes in her clothes.
TBC.