The Father Boy
ALA149'S CHAT. Papa Ghifar's room
"Sorry to disturb, Ma. Where is papa?" I opened the door to the parents' room in Kaf's house.
"No." Mama Aca pointed to a man sitting in a therapy chair.
Uh, yes. I guess who is. Looks young, even though his age is different from five years with his father. But papa Ghifar is like thirty years old.
"Why, Bang?" Papa Ghifar closed his eyes, sitting in an electric massage chair.
"Pengen confided, but four eyes only." I smiled broadly by entering the room.
"Bas with Givan's son, just interrupt!" Mama Aca got up and stomped her feet to get out of the room.
I laughed loosely, seeing the woman whose body shape was more than a Flower passing away. I'm not rude, am I? I am coding it kindly.
Mama Aca has a Spanish guitar body. Having a small waist concave, p****l is large and her chest is large, with shoulders as wide as p****lnya. That's a spanish body guitar. If the body pear, concave waist is small, p****l is large, chest is small and shoulders are small. Both look haram if wearing halal clothes though.
Mama Aca is a little nervous, especially coupled with her height. But it looks beautiful and attractive because the body is forming. Both look younger than their age, especially women in my family are diligent beauty care.
"Papa plug your eyes!" papa Ghifar's threatening is creepy.
I chuckled and turned my eyes to her, closing the door of this room.
"Your eyes are your father's cake, pervert right." Papa Ghifar looks angry.
"Sorry, Pa. People are in plain sight." I walked towards him.
"Yes, but keep your eyes on your own mother. You think Papa is your father, Mama Aca's past so?" Get this direct hospitality.
"Sorry, Pa. It's a pervert of the eyes, many say this." Maybe the concept of the basket is like this time.
"Hmmm…." Papa Ghifar is chin-backed on the back of the massage chair. "Based bang Givan's blood." Papa Ghifar sighed.
"I'm not dad's cake, Pa. My youth wasn't dad's bad boy cake." I sat in front of him.
"Not yet, the new guy's double now." Papa Ghifar laughed crisply.
"Now, what's that? Did Papa when the widower bad boy became?" I noticed his legs were shaking because of the massage chair.
"No, a little brave for women. Because I know how women feel, I'm a little thirsty. Just not the kekana, still in a safe direction and not carried away by the current too long. Quickly make the decision to marry, even under the hands." Papa Ghifar bobble his head.
Apparently, it's a story about her love story and her mother.
"Young marriage does that mean? Same time mama Kin?" I tried to open a grazing chat.
"Yes, you could say. Twenty-three if not mistaken, mama Kin twenty-six if not wrong."
"Road straight on that, Pa? Or arranged marriages?" I got up to light the exhaust and took out the wrap from my pants pocket.
"This is immediately, because it is often perverted. Papa was suffering from dysfunction e****** due to trauma factor, can be cured due to stimulation from mama Kin. That's why mama Kin doesn't exist, Papa's disease recurs." Papa doesn't mind and doesn't protest seeing me smoking in this room.
Yes maybe, this room used to be a place for his wife to smoke. His wife is an active smoker, while he does not smoke. Reverse world.
"What's my dad's cake? Until we have children before the wedding?" I spoke very carefully, afraid of Kaf's problems.
"Not until then, only in Bali a little bit free. Unread to have dysfunction e**** this, until some women try to wake up. The results are nil and Papa is lazy to check. The point is, this cure is because of mama Kin. He's a doctor, he understands sensitive points of men and all sorts. She's a virgin, but she has the experience to do just that." Papa spoke slowly.
"What kind of petting?" The same thing Kaf did was in my estimation.
"Yes petting, Bang. You know petting?" Papa Ghifar turned off the button on the armrest of the chair, then he moved to sit on a single sofa.
"Yes a little bit, Pa. What do you think of Papa, with the young man who petted before marriage?" May my face not show the true meaning of this question.
"Needs, same goes with kek s**s pre-wedding. But Papa does not support and does not like that option. If it is necessary to have a relationship, then marry. Any man, nothing is strong with l**** on its own. Men if it is difficult to sleep, they will do their own release with the video watched. Call it this man to s**s, if it is difficult to manage yes marriage. Papa's mistake there first, Papa is addicted to the stimulation of mama Kin, but Papa does not dare to come forward for this marriage. Because what? Because of the problem, mama Kin is your grandmother and grandfather's adopted son. In child order, mama Kin is Papa's brother. So Papa did not dare to say, because in fact even after saying yes was forbidden. How's it going, huh? Has a taste, already need and already opiate. This is because there is a ban from Papa and Mama Kin. Until the time is found out again, grandfather until fainted because he can not process his emotions."
Gusset, waduh. What if I told you about Kaf? Worried, he even fainted. Because among the descendants of grandfathers, only papa Ghifar often fainted.
"So if there's Papa's son, Papa marry him too?" I paused and stared at the floor.
He was silent, looking at me and breathing. "Do you know anything? Try the story frankly."
Is there any evidence on my forehead about honesty?
"For example, I'm Papa's son." I scooped my face because I was sweating.
Then I enjoyed my cigarette again, so that my panic was disguised. Then, I looked the other way for fear of facing his eyes.
"You're not that kind of guy, are you, Bang? What was? Anything you know?"
Do parents understand if their child is covering something up? I've only ever been taken care of, but papa Ghifar seemed to understand how my body language if lying.
"There's nothing, Pa. We have empty conversations again." I snorted and smoked again.
"Should you look on the floor often? You are the type of songong man, who chat with anyone must dare to go up the chin and look at the face of his interlocutor. That's your character and your father's. Then why come and graze like this? If you're talking about you, you can be frank without saying 'for example'. What was? Don't think Papa's relaxed don't understand."
Do their parents use body language science?
"What promise not to get angry?" I was immediately cornered and out of words.
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