The Father Boy
ALA280S. Suprise document
"You s**s keep what, Bang? Your appearance is disheveled right." Om Vendra looked at me with a wry smile.
"Not." I was still relaxing on the sofa of the house with my long-lost father's shorts.
"Where's the Sutantonya sir?" Om Vendra put his backpack.
"May break." I pointed at a room door that was visible from here.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat…." On the porch of the house there was a cry.
"Getishalight." I lowered my leg.
"Aunty you take a break, Bang." Om Vendra threw his body on the sofa I was sitting on earlier.
"Come, Tan. Nanda in the room, abis praying earlier." I took Aunt Nina to the room we were in.
"It's okay, Bang?" Aunt Nina was holding me as usual.
"Yes, Tan. Ordinary, family reception." I opened our room door.
Nahda looks decorated.
"Oh, her hair keeps getting wet." Aunt Nina lowered her slingbag, then she hugged Nahda.
"Yes, Tan. Go back and see it." Nahda is having fun with Aunt Nina.
My wife's mouth can't be filtered.
"Betul nih, must follow the same husband. Aunt learned a lot." Aunt Nina and Nahda sat on the edge of the bed.
I turned around, walked out of the room and closed the door. Let them tell you a lot, I don't want to bother them.
"Bang, get some water to drink dong." Om Vendra rubbed his throat.
"Yes, Om." I turned back to the kitchen.
Perhaps, Mr. Sutanto was disturbed by the sound of bass om Vendra. Before long he showed up and covered our conversation. Nahda's phone in my hand, became all this evidence.
I think my wife is really a player. In the video recording, Nahda flipped through Dana's bang until Dana bang issued all traces of her cheating at the place of the father's business.
"It's so stupid for men." Susanto sir's comments, after listening to the video footage again.
"Nahda says no, nget your grandmother, Bang." Om Vendra is chin-backed and still noticing the image on the Nahda mobile screen.
"Heem, just nyerocos?" It was so different when it was in front of me.
It's not so. Or maybe, I was lazy to stick out his mouth.
"Working's good. Yes, later I'm the same Brother who takes care of." Mr. Susanto smiled widely and tidied up the file.
"Nahda must be safe, so she doesn't have to come here to be a witness. If he were to attend, his safety would not be guaranteed. Worried, Dana used people because she felt fooled by Nahda," added om Vendra later.
"So, I'm done here?" tanyaku later.
"Wait to finish, be safe" replied Mr. Susanto later.
"But as long as Nahda and I are here safe right? That is, there is no side of Dana's man who disturbs or harms us." I was afraid they would come.
"Later after this is summarized, Dana must have been picked up immediately. There are worries, but if you think about it at a cost he is less. The problem is, this is Nahda proposed to be able to his wife Dana sued as well. So just said tuh, the evidence of his affair should not be thrown away. If his wife wants, ask for the lawsuit of Dana and we will take care of it," said Mr. Susanto later.
That's too heavy.
"Well, how good, sir." I let out a breath.
"Okay, you want some autographs, okay, Bang? Let the documents be brought home."
Nahda clop her evil with dad. In fact, it is good not to be divorced so that Dana bang remains responsible to her family. But Nahda argues, such light-handed men can not be invited to live peacefully.
"Brought this, Bang." Om Vendra came back from outside the house and gave some documents.
"Pengen home, Brother." Nahda exclaimed from behind the house.
"Yes, Deck. Om Vendra just arrived." I used to tell Nahda.
He was already cranky in the room, because he was menstruating so we were limited to making out. We have not had time to go to the obstetrician to check Nahda's uterus, but the information I get is that she was late in her period too if too tired. Her menstrual schedule had been chaotic for several months, when she first felt climbing the mountain.
"What is this, Om?" I noticed the documents Vendra put on the table.
"Try a look." Om Vendra took off his shirt.
Among his father's first brother father, only Vendra om who has a pretty face look as well. The rest, they're all like Hendra's grandfather's face.
I took the documents, I was stunned to see the name written on the ownership of the house we live in.
Nahdatillah Raudhah's.
This house moved in my wife's name. I took the second document, the name written no less makes me look stupid.
Teuku Chandra Andiyana's.
The furniture house here moved its name on my behalf. Hey, pa. I didn't do anything, at the beginning I was just looking for information about the state of your business.
"Go home, Bang. Just shut down Om's business here." Om Vendra loosened his belt.
"Seriously, Om?" I still haven't digested everything.
"Yes, you still have a lot to do with your father." Om Vendra massages his temple.
"Mrs…. Deck Nina's…. Here to Abang," exclaimed om Vendra later.
They're getting more romantic. Believe it or not, finally aunt Nina accepts the state that indeed om Vendra has another wife. Because of the condition of the aunt Titanic who was pregnant, making om Vendra stall their separation.
Yes even though aunt Nina made a deal, so that om Vendra was always with her. In quotes as well, om Vendra should not sleep with other wives.
As a class of tribal children, she would not want to be combined because of her love for her husband. Either Vendra's sweet mouth, or Nina's high auntie ego wants to have her whole husband. But his great sacrifice was already at a point so far.
Not comparing, but biyung chose to leave the father rather than divide her husband. If aunt Nina can accept that, I salute her immensely.
"What, Bang?" Aunt Nina shows up with setoples snack.
It is no less well-maintained like a biyung.
"Warm bath dong." Very soft said om Vendra when ordered his wife.
Aunt Nina sat next to her husband, then rubbed her husband's chest. Seemed very much his love in the swipe.
"By, Bang. Want to make some sweet tea for coffee?" Aunt Nina sat up straight and put the food jar on the table.
"Have coffee, Chandra's sweet tea, Bang?" Om Vendra turned to me.
I nodded faintly. I pretended to be busy reading the documents, because obviously I was embarrassed to see them making out.
"Abang…. Come home…. Bosen, Brother..," Nabdatillah whined back.
Hmmmmm….
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