The Father Boy
ALA171'S CHAT. Origin of Hema
"So, bang Wildan is the one."
I have suspicions from Hema's answer, it feels strange that she was so restrained. Plus, the answer is like just being honest.
"Not really, his son was often taken to a futsal place. If his son drowsiness, then be escorted home all he reason to go home quickly." Uncle Gavin chuckled small.
"Your SMK graduation? Or SMA?" Not a benchmark, but I can do a little investigating the association.
"GHB, Bang. Work intention to graduate school, but you can't" he replied by looking at me.
"Well, continues? Now you take that psychologist? Are you an heir, or do you want to be a therapist?" Uncle Gavin was too rash to ask questions.
"It must be an heir, right? If I'm a pioneer it's not good to be a friend of Bunga?"
Sensitive to this guy.
"I'm the heir and pioneer, no problem. It's not about good not good, or deserved inappropriate. You come here, we'll ask you where you came from. I don't want the help of my daughter anymore, if you are not clear and not steady, yes better not to be friends with all of you. Female men are no reasonable friends, must be tucked into a sense that is not natural. You better be honest, than I ask your brother-in-law and I forbid Bunga to be friends with you again." Uncle Gavin couldn't relax apparently.
"okay, okay. I'm ex-con, I keep my image acceptable. Even the flowers don't know about me. I have to catch hands with the woman who was killed earlier, she got a cell, I got rehab because only the user. Two years I'm not furthering my education, my life is unguided and ruined. Now, I'm still a regular consul because I can't get away with it. Yes, so it is. Do not accept even though I'm honest, I still maksa approached Bunga. I know she's a widow, I know she's been pregnant and I know she's a big hospital hope. I don't want Bunga to know about Me from you guys and let me show My effort to Bunga, let him understand how interested I am this time." He patted his own chest.
"Ex-con?" Gavin's uncle's eyebrows go up next door.
Hema breathed her. "Former prisoner."
Si a**** is indeed, my family is surrounded ex inmate. Jessie ex inmate, Hema ex inmate. He knew Jessie earlier.
"Allison's Valerie?" I mentioned Jessie's name.
"Yes, Jessie."
Jessie lied, saying her real name was unknown to anyone other than me and her family.
However, I have one question for Hemas.
"You're her ex-boyfriend, huh?" I have no intention of accusing.
"Where have I ever dated him." He leaned his back against the chair.
"Do you know his real name?" Maybe he would suspect me too.
"The police process uses real names, not names." He's a little stiff.
That's true, but I'm still suspicious.
"I'll mark you Wildan's brother-in-law!" Uncle Gavin threw the paper used to seal the cigarette towards Hema.
"Iye, I also marked the father of the umpteenth Flower." He no longer uses the language.
"My wife had children with her biological father Bunga, they divorced and my wife married me. My wife is still a mother, he continued, I also rose through the ranks to become a father. How dare you mark me?! Let's just roll in the ring." Uncle Gavin to show his biceps.
Believe me, he was the most valiant of his brothers.
"You think I'm brave?!" Hema raised her hand that was wearing the dongker's shirt.
Really, we laughed together at last. The male tongkrongan and the male chatter is not like that, we just do not know it before.
"It has been pinned down by origins, even invited to gelut. If you know his brothers are big, I have just invited Flowers to meet at the minimarket." Hema grumbled violently.
"Let's know you're as small as you are, you'll have no strings attached." Uncle Gavin's babbling made me laugh.
"What matters is the length first, the size can be adjusted to the weight later." Hema put on her arrogant face.
"You should know that the fat man sinks." Uncle Gavin made us laugh again.
So absurd.
"Massa muscles affect, especially if the leg muscles exercise. Diligent workout, Bro. Let's take you out." This is a little advice from my father.
"Well, the one in front of the fence." Hema pointed at Grandma Dinda's house area.
"Wi.bring Fortuner."
Fierce, but still inviting humor.
"Cool you, Bang. Bring Vixion back, the last week you've had two women carry around." Uncle Gavin held his stomach.
"Father's son, fought." I nudged my nose with my thumb.
"Women, right? Proudly so?" What Hema meant was Jessie.
"This is the tea." The beautiful Kirei came with a glass of warm tea.
"Thank you, Beautiful." I accepted. Followed by a babysitter who brought two glasses of tea.
"Please." The babysitter put it on the patio round table.
"Thank you." Uncle Gavin took one of his glasses.
"This is his sister this flower." Uncle Gavin pointed at Kirei who was walking into the house.
"Ohhh…." Hema mangosteen. "The story is similar." Hema's comments are often about Flowers and Kirei.
"Well, one seed. My kids are all black, his dad's sugar palm because." Uncle Gavin looked at the back of his hand.
"Which flower is the father? That's in his WA status, isn't it?" Hema pointed a photo on her phone at me.
How tall? Discreenshot.
"That's my father, the foster father of Flowers. Flowers from small to SD are the same as her adoptive family." A huge flower that pityed his fate.
"Well, which father?" His eyebrows until they blend together.
"Where are you?" Uncle Gavin immediately picked up his phone that was lying on the round table earlier.
Ah, what a coincidence.
"That's it, the way here brings it with it." It just so happened that Pakwa came and walked into the courtyard of Uncle Gavin's house.
"Eh, which flower? In the big house there's no him." Pakwa put his tent at the end of the terrace, then he wiped his sweat.
"Mandi was." Well, I forgot to tell Bunga too if there's a Hema here.
"Nothing, there's a dirty dish." Pakwa noticed this bujang campaign.
"Is papah's sister? Or his nephew?" ask pakwa later.
"Oh yeah, similar to Edo?" Uncle Gavin flicked his finger.
Right, I deserve to feel familiar with his face.
"Heem, your friend, Bang?" Pakwa looked at me with her waist down.
"Hm." I glanced at Hema, surely she has not had any preparation if introduced directly to her biological father Bunga.
"Yes, Pakwa" I replied later.
Pakwa. "Call Kirei, let me hurry. It's not quiet yet to meet the firstborn, last night here there's also no leak." Pakwa spoke to Uncle Gavin.
"Flower to the biyung keknya, was aunt Ria sent there. Last night I took it until half-time if not wrong, to a regular futsal place." Pakwa should know if the flower is kept awake by the people closest to him.
"Ohh, yeah." Pakwa watched the entrance. "Kirei, I bring snacks with milk," exclaimed Pakwa later.
"KIREI, THERE IS A LIGHTNING PACK," shouted Uncle Gavin so loose.
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