The Father Boy
ALA185'S CHAT. Pick up Cani
"How do you feel, Jes? Don't blame people, you're too suspicious." I let out my breath.
"Not suspicious, I'm just nanya. You haven't answered for too long, as if it's hard." Jessie threw her gaze the other way.
It's not hard actually, it's just that I'm not happy to say it. He should have known himself. No need to get an answer from me, he can definitely feel the opinions of others about him.
"Why with Hema? Is it because she was rehabilitated because of you, so you're afraid of your ugly-shit Hema in front of me? Didn't you tell me yourself how you were? Why do you seem to hate the presence of Hema in my neighborhood, instead of you spreading your own identity? You don't have to be afraid, prejudiced, I know who you are." It's hard to keep someone's feelings.
Do I have to be honest?
"Anything just says, Hema said anything about me!" He patted his own chest, with a voice that gave an affirmation for me to answer.
He didn't really just want to wash his mouth, he was looking for information about what Hema told me. Here's how to play Jessie, so I began to understand the character of this one city child.
"You b***** great*, he's your user. Already! Wh why? Why are you so curious about what Hema said? Are you afraid of being labeled bad by your users?" It is difficult to take care of someone's heart, let all the heartache there.
"I just want to know what Hema's influence is as strong as it is, until Brother suddenly distanced me so." He patted my thigh and rubbed it.
"You think I'm affected by Hema's remarks? I know your identity from your own mouth! I'm not suddenly far away, I'm a man who has responsibilities to work. I can't always be the same as you, Jes!" I rejected his accusation and his hand from above my lap.
I'm afraid my seeds are suddenly pounced by his hands, it must be a mule once.
"Why? Just realized now that I'm not a good girl? Why not from the beginning Abang jaharin? Why should it coincide with the arrival of new people, new brother farin me? I was offended by the attitude of Brother, I noticed and I watched, the attitude of Abang kek gini since I refused to come to OYO time in the parking lot. What do men think of women who want to open their pants? I don't want to, and I'm being shunned like that?" It looks fiery with eyes that are blooming.
So he was with a routine teaching and a familiar show, it turns out to be paying attention and watching my changes? I remember everything by trying to watch my movements, until I and my family were uncomfortable with it.
The way it plays is not neat at all.
"You think??? My wife used to refuse me to pervert a thousand times, there is no story I stay away from her. You think I'm that bad? No lapse*****, still no hand times!" I raised my hand to the chest and showed my palm to her.
He laughed amusedly, with a pinched pampered my stomach.
"Yes, you should have said, if there was a red flag in me. You don't have to stay away, you can tell me directly."
It seems like she is willing to sacrifice for a couple.
"No red flags, I'm the chase type. I'm uncomfortable with being chased, I'm not comfortable with the pedekate you're doing." He wanted my mouth to hurt him.
It's okay, let it. Thank goodness he was able to walk away from me with my words just now.
"I'm no longer pedekate, anymore." He chuckled softly and shook his head.
"Kc…. I'm a widower, I wasn't a kid yesterday afternoon." Arrogant mouth of this lie, widower also I zero experience.
"I need a friend, seriously." He looked and smiled sweetly.
"Yes, it's up to you!" I took a breath and rubbed my nose.
"Can we stay friends?" He turned his hand towards me.
Why these?
Ask for money?
"Can't, naturally. I used to be my wife, at first my friend. I'm still lazy to be in a relationship, I'm too bothered with my busy life." I patted her palm that was in front of my chest.
His little laugh sounded. "Friends vent, virtual. No problem anymore, Bang."
"Yes whatever, if you can." I don't have a problem living now, I have a problem with my sisters' lives.
I think it's easier to manage a younger sister, but Zio is easier to manage than Cani, Ra and Bunga. One time ordered, Zio immediately followed quickly. There is no word later, as Cani, Ra and Bunga often say as well. Eat, later. Shower, later. Sleep, in a minute. Pray, five minutes. The answer always gets me on board.
"Is that? Okay, maybe I should understand your brother's busy life, huh?" Now his hand rubbed my shoulder to my nape.
Scratchy, mom.
"Curhat tuh voice note aja, maybe I can not read your chat messages." That's if I can listen.
"More important than flower curses huh, Bang?" He grabbed me and pulled my neck closer to him.
Oh my goodness, this girl.
"Not really, Jes. Not you, not the flowers either. You always assumed that flowers were in my heart." Very obvious, if Jessie is accusing me gently.
"Because it looks so."
He always justified his own opinion.
"You want me to drive you home? Twelve o'clock in fifteen minutes, I need time on the way to get to Cani's school." I don't want my brother who plays the drama by going home alone, then there is a tragedy of angkot strike and he whines to be picked up in the angkot.
The problem is, which one is angkot? Angkot was a lot, plus he did not understand the name of the area where the angkot strike. The benchmark he gave was confusing, I couldn't possibly notice the angkot car pulling over and stopping on the street.
"Can, come." He stood up with a smile.
I nodded and walked straight to my bike. Until noon, I did not get a call from Biyung. Dad didn't have lunch at home apparently.
"I'm direct, right?" I immediately pulled my gas motor, as soon as I got in front of Jessie's fence.
Damn, there's his parents on the porch and watching me take his son down. It's nothing, I'm afraid of being reprimanded one day for bringing their child.
"okay, Bang. Thanks huh?" Jessie patted me on the shoulder, she gave me another smile.
I got my sister the drama princess on time. He hugged me on the way, whining to say….
"My body is translucent to the skirt, fortunately my female friend saw it. I'm really ashamed, brother." Natural curcol complain.
"Bring the pads if that's it. The blood you wash, the dirty sanitary napkins take home with you. Throw it away at home, it might seem obvious to throw it in the school trash." This is Izza's way since the days of Junior High.
Her periods are always a lot if not wrong, even going home from school I accompanied her to the toilet because she changed pads first before going home. During the break, he did the same. At that time I was just thinking about cleanliness, because I had read an information about pads that had to be replaced as often as possible.
"Make it hard, Bang." Cani kept leaning on my back.
It weighs like this.
"Rather than translucent, a little fuss is fine. Keep carrying skirt two, just in case." That was the custom Izza did.
Tinnnn….
Men in high school uniforms like Cani, precede my bike with a big motor. Her face was invisible because of the full face helmet, but her friendly nod made me instantly suspicious as Cani continued to watch the man.
Don't you think my sister is starting to get along with a man?
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