The Father Boy
ALA186'S CHAT. Dad's workroom
"You're dating, Heh?" I glanced at Cani from the left side of my bike.
"No, Brother! That's my classmate." Cani replied while whining.
That's how he is, not yet blamed can also cry first. I was just asking, but it was as if I was accusing him.
"Do you have a crush on him?" I follow the streets of many children back home from school.
"Where is! Azam keeps coming home together, only I don't want to. Later down the front of the alley, I continued walking. I'm tired of it later, where else is menstruation again." The answer does not satisfy me.
"So when you get home, you want to?" seruku later.
"Not really, brother! Why the hell is my mojokin?!" Cani whines back like a baby.
"Alright, if you get caught coming home with a man! Need a shuttle, call brother! Brother hard to contact, ojol message! Repot ojol's message, call dad! There's no reason, you're coming home with men!" I rubbed his knee at a glance.
"Yes, Brother! Brother! Brother!" The pressure of his voice would already be crying.
Sometimes anxiety also pricks himself, because he quickly cries. Sometimes stress is also with this Cani model, especially if you are tired.
Finally, we arrived home. Ra Semprul had already collapsed in the middle room, the sounds of male and female chatter could be heard from the kitchen. It must be dad, dad seems like he just came too.
"Biyung, my period is translucent. I'm really ashamed," Cani exclaimed so loosely, after entering the house.
"No cry! Don't clean up, Dek!" sahut dad's so loud.
"Dad!!!" Cani stomped her feet towards the kitchen.
Instead of going home first, clean her skirt. Uh, even the drama first. Is he not worried about that sticky feeling? I don't think I'm with the Cani model.
I lay my body on the long sofa of the television room, while Ra on the carpet in front of the sofa I was sitting on. My hands were outstretched, and then I clenched his head slowly.
Ra immediately raised his head, then looked at me sharply. "Are you right!" He sewed me.
"Abang slashed your neck huh, Ra?! Why are you speeding? Want to be a member of Fast and Furious you?!" I lay down to see it clearly.
"What the hell, Bang?"
This kid is pretending to be innocent.
"What! Whaaat! Whahuh? Pretending to be stupid, are you?! Don't be so cool! You think you're cool with speeding like that? You're an accident, you're a cripple, your life's worth!" I pointed at his face, until finally my index finger pressed his nose.
"Abang! The mouth! Sassy right!" He brushed my index finger, then rubbed his nose.
"You want to stop, do you want to report to me?" I will report to Dad.
"Stop what the hell, Bang? Did I make a criminal?" He turned his eyes to the television again.
"Don't speed! Don't play in the fields anymore, it's not a racecourse. You think you don't know?!" I clenched his head slowly back.
"Abang! It hurts!" Ra shouted with a glance towards me.
"HEW! HEH! HEH! MEET YOU THERE IN THE BOXING RING!"
Well, I didn't know dad was around here. As soon as I sat down, I rubbed my chest.
"Wear the hammer to finish, Bang!" Dad sat next to me.
"Ra, Dad." I was angry because he was acting.
"Why else, Dek? Menstruating again?" Dad snatched the television remote, then replaced it.
"No, Dad." Ra sat down and leaned on the sofa, but his seat rested on the carpet.
"Dad tired again?" ask me later, I don't want me to have the wrong time to tell a story.
"At the laper, let's eat together. You wake up, Ra! Don't sleep around! Let's go behind everything." Dad left first.
"Yes, Dad." Ra and I almost answered at the same time.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat…." His voice was already inside the house.
People themselves, for daring to enter the house. The benchmark is like that as far as I'm concerned.
"Wa'alaikumsalam." We all looked at the entrance to the kitchen.
Pakwa.
"Wow, again on the meal. Not bothering you?" Pakwa's face was flat, although his tone was friendly.
Is it still emotional?
"Here eat, Bang," take dad later.
"No, I need to be with Chandra." Pakwa.
I told her not to come home to make Flowers unsuspecting. I don't want to be suspicious of directly accusing me, if pakwa to reprimand him about this.
"Chandra's eating, Bang. Come here, definitely have not had lunch, right?" Dad pulled the dining chair next to him.
"Hmmm…." Pakwa actually occupied the chair that my father had granted.
However, he did not immediately take food. Pakwa just poured water into the glass, then continued to hold the glass containing the water.
"Is there still work outside?" I just made a sound.
"None, I have the same discussion of you about your pond. The three of us will have a chat together in the workspace." Dad looked towards his foster sister.
Pakwa and I have a point of view. Necessities came to me, wanted to discuss his son's problems. Of course he would be ashamed, if father knew how bad the flower is.
"Yes, Dad." I chose to nod my head, worried that my father would be prejudiced.
Until some time later, the three of us were actually in my study. Father understood my habit of washing my mouth after eating by smoking, father instead turned on exhaust so that air circulation smoothly.
"You take Jessie home? Where'd you take him?" Dad brought his laptop that had been lit, to the middle of the sofa in the rectangular position.
"Jessie?" I frowned at me.
I don't think I took Jessie away today, I mean I didn't take her.
"Yes, you're taking her home, right?" I focused on watching his laptop.
I just remembered. "Ohh, yes-yes. He's at the fertilizer house, I'll take him home." He came alone, I didn't take him. Therefore, I forget that today I have activities to piggyback on him.
"Abis pervert?" Dad looked at me all of a sudden, but with a look in his eyes.
"No, Dad. He's on the porch, smoking again." I'm honest.
"Women who often come for the salary are smoking too?" Pakwa is shocked.
I think Pakwa knows.
"Yes, Pakwa." I nodded and looked down at my lit cigarette.
"Keep n*****t?" I'm so frontal.
"No, Dad. I don't touch her." I quickly nodded at my father.
"You go to Singapore first, so he doesn't keep ngincer you. The mate could be due to attempted and accident, if you are the same he does not both work because really like each other, it can be ascertained by accident, in quotes because n****." Dad took his breath slowly, then leaned back on the sofa by stretching out both his hands on the sofa backrest.
Style big boss.
"If I go to Singapore, I honestly think the same as Cani and Ra aja." I scooped my face.
"What are they doing?" Father and Pakwa asked simultaneously.
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