Travel Love To Andromeda
JCTA #2'S. LIKE FATHER LIKE SON'S
The man with the title S2 was rolling up the sleeves of a shirt, he undone the suit because according to him only suit he wears when meeting with business clients only or important meetings, the rest he will just be himself, he said, Andromeda Son of Mahesa.
Like father like son's.
Calym face and handsome sweet mix of genes father Arka and momy Sha to be the next beautiful work of God.
Andro stuck his carry bag containing several pieces of clothing, no big suitcase like people want to go home a year. He was just hunting for a place in the suburbs to open the angkringan branch and Route '78.
"How many days are you? About there is a house that wants to be placed or a hotel? Don't forget to bring back tauco souvenirs with moci!" cerocos momy Sha, the mother of three grandchildren is not anything has mesen much souvenirs, but just gone yet.
"Less know mii, it can be a while," replied Andro.
Arka sipped Shania's sweet tea, "Sha, Andro hasn't left yet but you told me to buy souvenirs."
"Ih, I like boisterous! Sha just ngingetin aja, fear Andro forget, fear of amnesia!" shania replied with lip lips, she then scooped the fried rice on the plate of the youngest son. Andro folded his lips withholding a twitch of wanting to laugh, could only say a lot of patience for the father, He only believes if the woman does not want to lose the talk always shows a defensive attitude, he said, want to say he is slander too if you want the world to be safe under control! Momy is indeed a human type with a minus level of consciousness. He gave a thumbs up to Arka's father, who was still faithful to accompany a naggy and absurd woman like his momy, salute to the father who was still sane at the age of marriage who stepped 31 years. Iman Arka is indeed as thick as it is fused with the kurawa \=> KURAng WAras does not make Arka a permanent resident of RSJ.
"Be careful, don't forget to tell me if you're ready. Do not be tempted to permit, look for areas that are strategic and safe," all the messages of the father recorded by the brain as thin as cake batter. Arka has fully relinquished the responsibility of Route'78 to Andro and its shares and shares in angkringan which is already in the 2nd generation phase of the founders. If most children will idolize masked superheroes with loincloths outside then for Andro my dad is my hero! According to Andro, his father was cool, even though he used cawwat in Dalemm. Success in all things including guiding a beautiful wife who is often khilaf.
He was done with his breakfast then drank and tidied up his clothes, saying goodbye to both parents.
"Be careful, Tauco Ndro, moci! Next project find a companion yes Ndro, handsome boy momy!!!" Shania waved at the gate before finally returning inside.
"Mas, Andro is 28, but Sha hasn't seen him with a girl? When to try? Sha was suspicious," he handed some medicine to Arka's hand.
Arka nodded as she scrunched her forehead, "suspicious what, don't talk too much, Sha. The parent's word is do'a..." Arka snatched 2 drugs from his naughty wife and put them in his mouth in one mouthful. Shania until his tongue saw Arka so greedy in terms of eating medicine, what would happen if he is in the position of Arka now, maybe the lips are jontor and thick rich angelina jolie, jolie, given the way to eat Shania medicine that is different from people, as well as his body that will be fat because every day the banana peppers one comb and biscuits one jar.
"Suspect can not shoot a mas girl, exactly rich mas first. Say I love you ajaknya hard for mercy, rich tongue tuh nempel same palate, rapet. Does Sha have to teach that?"
Arka was not strange with his wife's absurd words, "ngaco. You like strange, your speech also likes to make the brain directly split into a thousand. Maybe even Andro has not found the right fit, who knows he immediately nyari serious, do not want to be rash again, the evidence brought, run aground too!" Arka is now sipping her sweet tea back.
"As you said, Andro rich mas first.nyar which is definitely in order to be cost-effective, do not waste money for just messing around," concluded Arka.
"meaning nyari? Is that Alya? You see, if Sha mah is not looking for, but is loved from Allah, just as Allah was thrown into the teacher's toilet, do you love him!" shoot Shania, the first time in history an Arkala Mahesa did not think long answer the question of Shania, he forgot if his wife was like a child tk in the golden period, he was in the golden period, he will ask a lot of questions and absorb information, he is also so chatty and gives a lot of refutation.
The clockwork is already pointing towards 7.30 WIB. Enjoy the old days with a beautiful and deliciously naughty wife who Arka is grateful for all her time.
"Fifah, is Liyah the same Arion here?" ask the handsome opa who has prepared with sports trending stelan even though the age is at the end of twilight, in order to maintain fitness from the supervision of his four personal doctors, morning running is a routine that has never been missed, dr. Mature, dr. Galexia, Momy Sha, and Andro are a series of names of wives, children and ghosts who are too chatty for him. The installation of the ring in the heart becomes a reprimand for Arka if negligent and ignorant is the evil enemy of man.
"Ih mas nih, like feigning amnesia.old can mas, memory should be as strong as dolphins. Twins today the holiday used to be the case, besides the grandchildren have been on big. At home, there is also Ella's mother. Most if you want, later weekend on nginep here, while botram." So iye, who often forgets!
Andro turned the steering wheel towards the top, if the morning the road is still quite smooth whether it is noon, plus often applied open and close the lane.
Since High School, Arka has taught him to drive a car, so when he graduated High School he already had a SIM and flexible driving far.
He breathed in saturation, this area was different air and atmosphere. This morning, he will meet with his acquaintance Mr. Akbar.
Andro glanced at the watch, as a man earning enough he was not good enough to spend money, for him the brand name is all the same, if comfortable and suitable then he bought and used. Not necessarily with a certain famous brand, the price of bo xer'nya only 50 thousand was momy Sha who bought it by fighting among the murmer knights of Tanah Abang. In fact, most of the brand items he wears are domestic children's products, such as clothes and pants, often he ordered directly to his cousin's husband the owner of the Vulcan project.
The house is simple but quite comfortable and clean, not big nor small.
*t*!
Andro pressed his horn once giving a signal and a brief nod from inside the car. The speed of the car was slow but felt shaking because the road through it decreased and a little bumpy.
"Mom, please make coffee for Andro's mas." His face extended his neck towards the house.
"Well, how's my mas? Jammed, trapped open the line?"
The man got out of the car, with his short tidy hair he didn't have to flick his front bangs or hair like an advertisement for shampoo or migrant medicine. With both hands he threw a polite smile, "alhamdulillah sir smoothly, yes jammed only at red lights is the same crossroads, ordinary."
"What time's the house?" ask her. Characteristics of villagers, they often mince words in order to familiarize themselves.
A plate of cassava and fried yam is also served black coffee neatly on the table made of knitted rattan.
Andro exhaled tired, throwing all the fatigue of the streets, by looking at the front yard of the house of Pak Akbar, the hen who was scavenging for food and was pecking at the ground into a rare sight for Andro.
"Taken mas, while still warm.sorry only potluck,"
Andro nodded, "that's nothing sir, it's me who's sorry for the trouble" he replied.
"Ah no mas, while coffee and rest.I get ready first into the mas, later we go straight to the place..."
"Yes sir."
"Tipped yes sir," Andro grabbed a coffee cup, although the taste of this instant coffee is not as good as the coffee made on Route'78 but he appreciated it.
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Noted :
\*defensive: the attitude of defense, even if wrong does not want to be blamed.
\* botram: eat rame-rame.