The Father Boy
ALA169'S CHAT. Tertoels
"The cake is interested in her." I am confused to admit it if I am not honest.
"Hm, I've guessed." The flower breathed.
He was suddenly cross-legged to me, then he was chin-backed. "I'm not jealous, but why am I not more than him? Roughly, we were both broken. I won't ask why you like him, because that feeling can't be forced. Just this, Bang. We only know a week, I know Jessie just a week. Keep on, you said interested in that? It's not logical at all." Flower head bobbles.
"Would you like, if you ngincer brother? It's not polite either, Dek. We're brother and sister, time even likes? Men fall in love, it takes ten seconds. But you're not in love anyway, it doesn't feel the same when you fall in love with Izza first." Ke Izza was somehow his name fell in love, no, because it felt more unbearable with him.
"It's so rough, Bang. Then it's not because of his bad taste, can you like women the same?" Flowers are looking at me seriously.
"Abang likes to see the damage women smoke, initially because you too. But after looking at the pussy photos of him, the cake is kind of like that."
Uh, he's just cracking up.
The flower hit me on the stomach slowly. "That's n**** his name!" His laughter was still so light-hearted as it sounded.
"Yes? Brother came home directly c**," I'm the one who made him laugh out loud.
"For the doang puser? Oh my, you are so weak, sir." Flowers rubbing my sixpack.
"If you are the same, even p*****l you. Hence, Brother dodged his way behind you." My hands are reflexively poking his chest.
Well, Izza talk often this way if joking in bed.
Real right? Flowers eyes instantly rounded, then he immediately hugged his own chest.
"Geez, Brother!!!" He cried without tears. "I don't use the PD container anymore. This part is sensitive to me, don't repeat." He got away.
His face was red and his eyes were instantly smelly. Horrifying, he was instantly awakened.
"Seriously? How can? So how is Abang? What style should it be?" I got up a little and clung to my elbow.
"Abang!!!" The sloppy flower stomped its feet repeatedly in front of the large window.
I laughed, so angry at him. Gemes, I want to pinch him.
"God! Heh! Heh! Whatuh? What's your?!" The mother of nine children immediately left her waist in the doorway of the room.
"Ehh, Auntie Ria." I immediately changed into a sitting position.
"Bring my boobs, brother." Flower Acting is so insolent.
"But, uncle's cake." Auntie Ria went into the Flower room. "Chat not in the room. Itchy widow! Duda's itching!" Aunt Ria looked at me and Bunga took turns.
"Tante used to be itching for uncle, right?" I mocked.
"Your uncle's a prankster, which aunt there used to be." Aunt Ria walked towards the Flower.
"Food on the kitchen table. Called by your daughter, tell her to help settle the house for Ra." Aunt Ria opened the balcony door.
"I haven't had a bath, Brother." The flower raised its hand and kissed its own armpits.
"Don't use your PD container?" Aunt Ria pointed at the chest of the Flower.
"Heem." Flower smiling horse.
Indeed, what would it look like if you do not use a container?
"Why aren't you all buttoned up?" Aunt Ria pointed at my chest.
"Gerse, Tan." I'm fixing my shirt.
"Lied!" Aunt Ria squinted her eyes.
Aunt Ria laughed amusedly, then scooped up Flower's face. "Quick shower! Ate. Help you stay here, let's be accepted as a daughter-in-law. Your humor is dark, it fits with our family." Aunt Ria embraces the shoulders of Flowers.
"No, Tan. Bang Chandra drunk another woman." Flowers.
Damn it, joking but I'm not feeling good myself.
"You're a drunk bujang kempot, right? Why did Fortuner send you to the minimarket? It's okay to get to the front of the fence, the important thing is that there's no playing behind."
Oh, Aunt Ria already knows about her man Bunga.
"Who said it, brother?" Flowers look panicked.
"Ayang Apin, the parking person was his friend. Then, ayang also often hang out in front of the minimarket there."
It's romantic, but I call it alay. I am tickled myself with such affectionate calls, like how gitu calls it.
"But only sure, brother. I easily get along with people, it happens that he is fun even though he deflated his cheek. Later a few months later, I play here if it's gallant. It's nothing, akh ilfeel himself." Flowers laughed.
Basically, women only turned out to be physical.
"Important, don't repeat. Later assisted for the middle way, if it is already dare to commit. Not all men are bastards, there are also those who stay halal kek ayang." Aunt Ria held both of her cheeks with a blushing smile.
I know who's so in love in their household.
"Yes, yeah. Ayang no cure, the most stay halal but if the toel-toel do not know the place. It's easy to sniff too, if it's not met n." The flower narrowed its eyes by grabbing its towel.
"Kok you know, Deck?" I lowered my feet to the floor.
"Whoa, am I an affair, said Apin." From the confessions of the Flower, he gets his karma straight away.
A pillow floated up and hit his back, making him turn his head and could only smile at the horse.
"Jurau, Sister Riut. It's my own brother who told me what Apin was, so I know." The flowers walked towards the bathroom, after finishing talking.
"Let's go home, Bang." Aunt Ria waved her hand at me.
I nodded, then lifted my seat from the bed. Sunday had no plans, I just wanted to socialize with my brothers today.
However, there is a Fortuner car parked in front of the fence. Well, maybe that's the kempot. What's his name? I'm not sure if Bunga ever told him his boy friend's name.
"Who is it, Bang?" Aunt Ria aligned her steps in harmony with me.
"His male companions his cake, which had the Fortuner, which was the Bekasi people." I can't remember her name, it seems like the Flower never told her name.
Ah right, the guy's deflating. It looks like someone from our family. He's like…. Like one of our family members. Familiar, but who is it? Just similar, not exactly.
He is quite tall, so the kempot also looks sturdy. Judging from his watch, his peeking belt as well as his sneakers, those items had all top brands.
"Good morning." He smiled kindly and extended his hand to me and Aunt Ria who had just come out of the fence.
"Morning." I greeted him and smiled kindly.
"I'm Hema from Blang Ujong village." He introduced himself with a smile.
It's not ugly, but it's not handsome either. Ordinary, but sweet entry with mature sapodilla skin.
"Oh, yeah. Find who?" Aunt Ria asked.
"I search….
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