
Next day. The sound of a boisterous pool with the sound of thin and thumping bikini women and men in beach color at the home of Prambudi Dwayne. Marisa's overseas family is still going home relaxed.
“Father hurts po?” paijo asked after the happy and prosperous extended family decided to return home after passing a romantic dinner at the star hotel.
Cowering in the room, Paijo is disturbed when his father reluctantly joins in the backyard for a barbeque-an finds his father similar to a carefree man.
Kusumonegoro increasingly hid his body under the blanket even though his mouth was still sipping clove cigarettes.
Paijo put a meal and a cup of warm tea to the table.
“Yo if it hurts the cigarette stop first... The smell is everywhere. Fear disturb.” Paijo.
Kusumonegoro closed his eyes. Sleepy yes, bored yes, want to go home too yes. Being behind the magnificent house made him grumble on his own. Pegels. But the irony still prevents him and his daughter's small family with all persuasion to join the after-wedding party in Bali.
“Mr drunk, Jon. Not yet what is dizzy.”
Paijo's heart suddenly tingled something. His father was seasick, boarding a ship similar to a local disaster for him.
“Kan can drink ctm. What do you want to get on a plane?”
“How's helicopter, Jon?” Kusumonegoro. “Your parents are rada-rada sableng, surely can send your father to Bali by plane.” he said half clean.
His bowed body grew even more stooped as it whispered to his son.
“Lumayan, once. There are many more brothers. Prestigious still in defense.”
“Yo is not like that, Sir.” Paijo rubbed his hot ears. “Others just take the bus, I'm getting on a plane. Isn't that weird?” luh Paijo's. Suddenly dizzy.
“You try to father, just yesterday also try for you.”
“Walah... Sir... Sir... Aji mumpung!” Paijo got up from the chair while sighing. “I'm looking for Iceland first. Dad out ajalah, not good with them.”
“Males, Jon. Eyes father hot.”
“Halah, say if not strong see the contents.” seloroh Paijo while darting quickly out of the room when his father mengedumel.
“Why sweetie?” ask Michelle who found her husband whiny.
Paijo plucked the cake Michelle brought.
“Mr, em..” Paijo clucked, quite hesitant but his efforts continued. “Father wants to take a helicopter or plane time to Bali. Sea drunk.”
“Hot eyes, horrified look at your brother.”
Michelle is laughing. “I found a ticket for my father. Your sister want you?”
“Not good me, your brother on the bus.” I'm honest Paijo.
“No problem sweetie, they take the bus because they want to plesiran and see other sights before going to Bali. It won't be a problem. Easy, baby.” said Michelle casually, then frowned and thought hard.
“Father seasick, but not air drunk? Bener? The waves above are sometimes very good. Mending we take a car, I'll rent a helicopter to just cross. How?” bargain Michelle who immediately agreed Paijo.
“Sorry yes, wong ndeso, dryness on land.”
Michelle swung her lips while kissing Paijo's cheek while removing the tray she was carrying.
Paijo smile. Must be ordinary in sosor in any place.
“Mau on land, at sea, in the air, Iceland still want to be with Paijo.”
The smile on Paijo's lips grew bigger, he nodded then looked at Michelle who appeared to be wearing an apron.
“Udah busy you? Don't you have a pain?”
“Please grieve a bit.” whispered Michelle was afraid anyone would hear. “Can't later Iceland in spray outside?”
Paijo smiled strangely. I want to reject it, but where can. New bride!
Paijo nodded. “We are both crazy yes..” he said half jokingly.
“No important papa you are super proud.” Michelle canceled delivering her homemade cake, she put her tray on the table while holding Paijo's arm.
“We go to room aja yuk, get ready to make it to Bali.”
Reason.
Paijo rubbed Michelle's invitation with a smile. Again, it was only a smile that he could give because however even though social status was never touched, he felt obedient with the rich would put it in a safe position.
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