The Father Boy
ALA166'S CHAT. Chat in futsal
"Cabul, A****g!" Uncle Gavin threw a glass of bottled mineral water at me.
I chuckled embarrassedly and threw my face the other way.
"Dad of Apin is the same." Flowers hit the arm of Uncle Gavin who was sitting next to him enjoying the mineral water.
"here, Kaf. Don't bet on it?" Uncle Gavin half yelled at Kaf sitting among Gavin's uncle friends.
"No, no naughty father to woman. If there's a new field of savages, it can be discussed." Uncle Gavin mimicked the image of the waves with his hands, after he turned to the Flower.
"Daddy's never been a prankster?" Flowers glance continuously towards the father continued from the former mother.
Uh, what do you call it? Bunga used to call Uncle Gavin with the name 'branch', then changed 'father' without advice from anyone.
"At least, where to go pretty. Or if not yes, want to be delivered not deck. Often, go home where the deck is. That's it, never chat or anything."
Humor breaks. So too with Flowers and Jessie.
"Nine children, who would women want?" I'm torn apart.
"Well, his name is also a man's mouth. So far it's safe anyway, because it hasn't found a woman who likes to be helped again." Pakcik chuckles amusedly by holding his stomach.
"That means Aunt Ria is doing this?" I'm still happy to laugh at Uncle Gavin's answer.
"Heem, again ASI he molested. Nemu I'm I'm." Uncle Gavin's laughter was satisfied.
"That's how it tastes, Om?" ask Jessie later.
Uncle Gavin glanced at Jessie. "Tastes, I'm an itchy widower" he admitted with a laugh.
"Pakcik tuh means to live straight for the whole time?" I want to know her love history.
"Strightly what does that mean? About what?" Uncle Gavin looked at me, he diverted for a moment the futsal match of his friends.
"Women, socializing." This is what I want to know about my role model as well.
"Ever courtship, but Pakcik does not like anyone to intervene about Uncle's property. If Pakcik already believes, without being interfered with, then Pakcik kasih. Uncle still loves Uncle's property, rather than Uncle's relationship at that time. You already know, it feels like the field is attacked by pests, crop failure, difficult marketin crops. Disappointed because of the experience, for Pakcik to pricein hard work Pakcik. Your aunt once, not married Uncle also often Pakcik transfer money for snacks. Because what? Because Pakcik believes in him, pity the little Kirei also let his breast milk be abundant if his mother is happy." Uncle Gavin poses cute with 'peace' fingers'.
"That's it, Dad?" Flowers look astonished.
Uncle Gavin sighed. "Want a haram-haram story? But I never did zina your cake, I stayed halal. It's legal, without shame I took a check in and nitipin Kirei to Grandpa. Bodo is very embarrassed how, importantly n****t halal." Uncle Gavin patted his chest.
We laughed together.
"Sir never bosen s**s no?" Maybe my question is sensitive.
"Often, but that doesn't mean you have to change people. Uncle check in, ever camped." Even his own self laughed. "Oh, good luck halal couple. So, even the slightest lunatic is safe."
"I mean, in the open?" Jessie looks surprised.
"Heem, in the tent. On the hill there, there is a tent rental and indeed a place to camp. What the hell is he calling it? Cake's the place for the scouts, there's the outbound, there's the rafting."
Crazy as well my uncle.
"No one else is camping, Uncle?" tanyaku later.
"Not a weekend, so quiet. So it's a neighborly place, there's the post one closest to the parking lot, WC and the sales person. It is usually reserved for those who are alone. Uncle was a bit up, in post five at that time. Not a weekend, so lonely people." Uncle used his hands to hint like a ladder.
"So I want to go, Bang. Yuk, Bunk? Than on OYO continues." The call of flowers makes me feel.
"Same as I was he was making OYO loh." Jessie pointed at me with her death glance.
"Just ask." Uncle pointed at me using his chin.
"Times, Bang?" Uncle Gavin is watching me now.
A cigarette burned by Uncle Gavin.
"Don't believe it, Uncle. Her mouth is indeed a flower cake." I looked at Jessie.
Uncle Gavin already knows, if the mouth of the flower does like that. But if Jessie's mouth is, they know.
"Last afternoon, at the place to eat." Jessie raised her eyebrows.
Checkmate, I can only smile horses.
"Itch you, Bang. Ask for a girl with your father." Uncle to shudder, I was like a caterpillar apparently.
"I was asked by Givan's father, he said there asking for marriage with your brother. Dizziness father, brother you wander around he said."
Oh, so you're like that behind me?
"Keep, what are you answering?" tanyaku later.
I'm dying to know the mouthwork behind my back.
"Not pregnant, yeah. I answered so."
Not yet Bunga finished telling the story, we all broke loose. Actually without anyone else, our family is enough for friends to chat and joke.
"You dare say that to me, Bunga?" jessie asked, looking agape.
Flowers nod. "Yes, keep my head pulled. It does not matter how it is, but I am afraid of being wasted again if you have to widow again. Now think of me, Bang. I must have expertise, I must have skills that make money, so that fitting a widow does not have to be stranded to the brothers again. Especially to Ken's father, I know enough about it." His face suddenly sad.
"Don't think much about being a widow again, Bunga. I'm so sad when you think so." Uncle Gavin patted the shoulder of Flowers. "You better think about it, is there a guy who wants to be with you."
Laughter mingled back, after a five-centimeter-long sweet flower.
"There's a crush on him, Uncle. Bekasi people, scrawny talk he said." I muffled my laughter.
"But he's rich, Bang. When else would you try to get an heir? Pioneers like to have no brains, if it's on top." Flowers nod their heads faintly.
"If the rich man, usually his own family rival. The boy I know." Jessie's eyes were on me, and then she was watching a futsal game again.
Me meaning? What flowers do you mean, too? She has a crush on me like that?
Oh, goddamn. My heart blooms, I geer myself with his innuendo.
"Dad heirs, keep pioneering also times. Evil is right if you wait for the inheritance, the rough cake waiting for parents to die. The letter period for the heir was opened, we want him to exchange the letter with the life of his parents. Nine tough kids, bro. Not the same babysitter, ngerecokin aja mother. Waiting for the child to sleep, sometimes sleeping alone."
So, sad mix pervert huh? Funny this is my uncle.
"His parents have all died, Dad. Only the cake had a problem, because he was a boy, but brought the same brother and sister-in-law here. Boys will dare to be in the city alone, let alone there is a dwelling. I just don't take my mind, you know. My ideals are still far away, I need to focus first." Flowers look grown up here.
"Indeed you don't expect to marry your widower sister? Jessie pointed at me, while her face turned to Flowers.
What happened to Jessie?
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