The Father Boy

The Father Boy
ALA276'S CHAT. Car rental


"Ati-ati, Pa," said Nahda, as we drove papa Ghifar up to the online taxi that arrived in front of the house.


"Yes, Deck. Come and help your husband continue." Papa Ghifar smiled sweetly, before getting into the car. 


The car slowly left the fence. I took Nahda with me, took her inside the house. Nahda yawned, she sat in the guest chair as I was locking the door. 


"Well, what do you want tomorrow?" Nahda clasped her hands, watching me closely. 


"You don't know, according to Adek?" I approached him. 


"We rent a car, keep following the activities of the person you suspect. If you use dad's car, he'll know we're following him." At first glance, Nahda looks like Mama Aca if in this serious mode. 


"Okay, any other plans after that?" I clasped his hand. 


"We'll check again, Bang. Do you know the schedule of the troubled father's people take a repeat? Well, we'll go there after he gets there or follow him there. If indeed the person who has a place to replay there is CCTV in that place, we lobby him to ask for CCTV, so we do not really bother to have to take the evidence."


From her strategy, I felt Nahda knew something from this. Plus, when I was discussing with papa Ghifar, he was sleeping. It must be at home, he knows the initial plan or something. 


"Do you know something? About this business problem? Or dad's plan?" I played his hand. 


The fingers are long and pliable, the nails are a little long and preserved. Every period, he always uses his favorite cuttings. 


"Tau, but good father to say. I'm helping you fight, let it not feel heavy." He hugged my arm and kissed my arm. 


He appreciated my struggle. 


"Thank you?" I rubbed his cheek and kissed his forehead. 


Being married by misunderstanding does not mean that I do not enjoy being in a household with someone dear to me. Nahda was more than enough for me, she was always supportive and trying to understand about me. 


"Eh, do you want to know the hope of Adek from Abang?" I couldn't treat him special, because I didn't know what would make him happy. 


"Don't fuss over eating, Bang. I'm tired of cooking." Sendu once tone of speech. 


I am laughing amusedly. Hope is so simple, but I don't want to eat so simple. That is, don't omelet. Orek tempe is better than an omelet, because I don't like it if the omelet only uses salt. Yes at least with chives, added noodles, or can be with slices of other vegetables. 


"Say Brother, Dek. Eating good or bad, spending remains the same. Orek tempeh, ten thousand out. Buy chicken, ten thousand get a quarter." I opened her hijab and straightened her hair. 


"Will he use energy, my effort to cook does not count what?" He looked up at me for a moment. 


"Wouldn't it be five million? Less skincare for the same shirt?" His words were like that, as if impressed as his efforts were not worth what I gave. 


"Sisa, Bang. The rest of the spending money is ten million, I've tilep for two more months. My monthly allowance is five million, even two to three million I enter to invest in stocks. Couldn't it be, the measuring instrument everything is not about money? He thinks I'm the one who can't!" His thick eyebrows fused together, he glanced at me back. 


I smiled broadly. Embrace him and rub his back. If it's not about money, then what does he want? 


"Sorry, Honey. What are Adek's hopes for Brother? Which brother's nature, which makes Adek tight?" I kept wiping his head lovingly. 


"Take my sisters as well, don't Cala the same Cali. I don't care Abang ajakin his sisters snack and walk every day, but approach and invite my sisters as well. Don't just say it, Bang. Brother must be fair, for I feel envious." He rubbed my chest. 


"I feel bad for myself, Hifzah same time Husna see Cala Cali get off from the car Abang parked in front of the house mama. He wants cake from nowhere, but afraid of being sucked Cala Cali 'ih not invited, kasian', that's it." He glanced and immediately looked back. 


"Sorry huh? I'll fix it." I asked, but Hifzah and Husna refused. 


"Yes, it should be. They are foreign cakes to Abang, even though Abang before was already know them."


"So much more, Deck?" I scratched his hair. 


"We try in the living room again." I immediately gave him another stimulus. 


"So, this second round?" Nahda smiled widely and looked resigned. 


"Can." I chuckle loosely. 


Tonight I fell asleep, because of the feeling of plong and comfortable in this room. My sleep was satisfied, until a noisy alarm was invited. 


"Again the car at the nearest rental?" I intend to come back to pick up Nahda, after breakfast this morning. 


Egg noodles, steady. 


"Don't do that. Book a taxi online, do not take it online. Later we together to the rental place, from our rental place directly to our destination. Let Brother not go back and forth to take care of me, I'm not a hassle."


Also true. 


"Yes, okay." I opened an online taxi app. 


We were immediately sent to our destination. That is, the nearest car rental place. I got this information from Google, because I didn't know where it was. 


I gave Nahda three sacred maps. Our initial goal came to Dana bang house, because this hour is usually workers still at home. At half-time in the morning, I'm sure he still enjoys coffee. 


However, it was actually a great fight that we got. Nahda is like a cameraman, who directs his expensive cell phone camera to the terrace area of the house. The neighbors whispered and wanted to come, but I'm sure they were afraid to interfere in their household affairs. 


"Kasian, Deck. I can't bear to see it." I closed my eyes. 


My heart immediately when I see a woman carrying a baby, fell down because encouraged by her husband. Dana's crying wife bang wailed, I was the one who immediately bothered. 


"He's gone, he's gone. Get ready, driver, we follow the carburetor slowly." Nahda patted my arm, rousing me from this mess. 


Thug-style hairstyle, the heart has no heart to see this scene. 


"Can't I just slow down, Bang? It's itchy of my mouth." Nahda held her own lips. 


"Maki what?" I stepped on the gas slowly, starting to focus on watching the motor run into the streets. 


"Not good looking, not good morning, not good evening either. It is basically****ing!!!" 


I wanted emotion, but instead chuckled amusedly. 


"When my husband did, I didn't take care of the food. I cook kale, I don't wash kale for him to eat it. I cooked the chicken, the chicken feathers I mixed. I cooked ampella, I brought the dung too." 


Tutorial makes me nauseous so easily Nahda does. 


"Have a rough climb, don't be so slovenly." I glanced at him cynically. 


Motor driven by bang Dana into subsidized housing area. 


"Could do! That's ugly! The poor! It's miserly! Don't know yourself! Sly! Much behavior! Later I told that his wife to go home to her parents only, it's rude how to treat his wife."


Why, how rude? 


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