The Father Boy
ALA238'S CHAT. Sedentary anget-anget
"The love thing means? The problem with that, let it flow." We just need to be together often.
After all, about s**s also we feel suitable.
"Damn it, you're a widower getting a virgin." Mama Aca hit the dinner table slowly, with a wry smile mixed with amusement.
"Yes dong, good people always get the blessing." I puffed my chest and laughed amusedly.
"Oh yeah, get married too. How is planning ahead?" Mama Aca has penetrated into the second cigarette.
"Antar pick up Nahda, Ra and Cani schools. Continue, stay a week here and a week in Biyung. While we are eating the furniture of the house, so that if Nahda is ready at home, she is not confused to wash or cook again. Counting, he moved here and there to practice cooking and understand homework first. I want me to depend on him, take care of my food and all sorts of things. Indeed this is not the duty of the wife, but that way she has a lot of reward sometimes." Maybe everyone does not know, if making food and washing clothes is not the obligation of the wife.
But everything that was meant for her husband, became a field of reward for her. Although only water that she served for her husband, but the rewards are great in the afterlife.
"Mama believe, you understand religion. Just please, Bang. Don't snap at him, he's afraid you're angry, he's shocked by loud noises. You know your papa's words are as soft and sweet as refined sugar, from him here he's used to hearing your board's soft voice. Where his son obedient, advised tuh used, so that he got the predicate favorite. You know, Kal refused a lot just to nemenin papa eat. The reason for the task, again this responsibility, again the fuss. If Nahda, she must have stayed her duty for the sake of her papa. Keep changing him, invite his father to help design his schoolwork. Papa's a good man, Bang. He's a descendant of good people, he's a good man. Just a little stubborn."
Good girl dong?
"May he be an obedient child and be advised, but he is stubborn how does that mean?" Little ambiguous.
"So, what he thought was right was done without permission. Papa you rampaged big, until Mama was taken to school Nahda problem participate exkul nature lovers so."
Well, this is exactly about the tuxedo problem.
"But he asked for permission to buy this thing yesterday." I doubt if you say Nahda is the child she wants.
"Example?" ask mama Aca later.
"Scenting geckos of the room, flour and so on." He asked my opinion when choosing the fragrance of the room.
"It could be because he's hesitant. If he is steady, he chooses himself. So the wedding dress keinget yesterday, she gercep right and asked to buy. Guess what it cost?"
I was shocked to hear the dress that was bought.
"Four million maybe." I only know the price of the biyung convection production negligee.
"Similar, but less zero."
Huh huh? My eyes immediately rounded.
"Fourty million???" many quick.
"Yes, he said he wanted to be used for posterity. Hopefully his grandchildren are high body cake him, because keinget there is a gene in you." Mama Aca lamented ahead.
I chuckle. "Alhamdulillah, I'm tall dashing." My kids must be like me.
"Canis? Your father is dashing high, papa Ghifar is losing height."
I remembered my sister who was often penetrating during menstruation. If only he would use my tips, maybe he did not have to bother covering his skirt.
"Eat him Mama would," led me with a laugh.
The cigarette pack flew straight towards me. "So you know???" His eyes were perfectly rounded.
"Mama's not telling you." I held my laughter and squinted my eyes.
"Where ever!" Mamah Aca hit the dining table slowly.
It's like there's an emotion there.
"That's why, I don't want to be beset." As soon as my sentence came out, Mama Aca frowned.
"Dad you always said he wasn't as good-natured as your dad, he wasn't really that ngerestuin actually. So cake, yeah that's it."
"Why aren't you blessed? I got a plain virgin though." I interfered with the joke.
"Lhh!" Mama Aca prepares to tag me. "Yes yes! Mama's son who got widows to be." He glanced back.
I laughed for a while. He thinks I'm a bad widower? Duda too, I only tasted one woman. Rather than a bachelor, but like a teabag.
"Dad doesn't want a close brother but married, he replied. But near what the hell? Just his father Mama same aunt Dinda aja who is a sister, kept your father is the same Mama's cousin. It's the son of another man, not of the family." It is not wrong to explain Mama Aca.
"But the father thought that Nahda was the son of Ghifar's father. I see, Ma," I added later.
The father did not feel good about Ghifar's father, not because of his other family status.
"Oh yeah, just take Nahda there often. Don't let him be step-daughter-in-law because of this."
What is the possibility of this?
"Nahda eat yet, Ma?" I will often set the time, so that Nahda and dad often have a dialogue.
Worried, because of daddy's bad taste to papa Ghifar. Makes her a little awkward, addressing her new daughter-in-law.
"Just ask, Mama wants to take care of another job." Mama Aca left me first.
Try to be more relaxed talking to you like this, instead of hustling and thinking that I'm ruining Nahda. He thinks I'm like him apparently, dad forgets that he often calls me a big boy.
I stepped into my wife's room, entered the code and pulled the doorknob. The door is locked automatically, but papa Ghifar I'm sure knows the key to this room. Open from the misunderstanding and the door is open and blocked. But it was impossible, when his son was married and papa Ghifar dared to open the door of his son's room when there was a husband of his son inside.
"Hayo, what else?" I found her in the middle of a window.
"Skincarean, Bang. I made you breakfast, huh? It was forbidden to mother." He seemed to be in a hurry to close the beauty products back.
"Have you eaten breakfast with mom just now, have you eaten yet?" I took one of her beauty products and read her composition.
Skincare in general, local brands are usually seliweran on television.
"Udah, same capcay earlier. Sorry, Bang? I'm honest, Mama banned me." It's like being scared of being scolded.
"Hmm, I'm sorry?" I looked at him and rubbed my chin.
"Tuh, Brother…. I'm sorry." He shook my arm.
Oh, my God, this young wife.
Uh, what's a young wife? I mean, my wife is this young.
"Yes, I'm sorry. How's it? Still hurts?" I looked towards the middle of his body.
The first night Izza was with me first, the next morning I applied ointment because the door was red.
"What, Bang?" He was looking for my direction.
Duh, just be clear.
"Yes, that…. The one that broke last night, didn't it hurt?" Virgin blood doesn't always look like much.
When Nahda last night, her blood was mixed with the liquid of her interest and her blood was just stuck in mine. Not until like Izza, although both felt there was a barrier.
"Ohh, said the mother tell Abang to look. He said there might be blisters, then given ointment." Nahda just opened her legs.
At first it was shy, after knowing it felt even open it yourself. Well, I don't think I'm this. Hopefully I can see the swamps this morning, because the weather is a good angle this time.
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