The Father Boy
ALA31S. Need a vent place
"I won't have a story to beg you to defend. But I asked you once, Dek. Do you really want us to have an end? You sure we've wasted our fight all this time? Are you sure you want to waste all our hopes and the expectations of those closest to us? Are you sure you want to be embarrassed by what people think of us?" Chandra pulled Izza's chin, looking at her eyes that were just as tired as this relationship.
Izza shook his head, his tears were unbearable and he immediately hugged Chandra's body. He was as fond as in Chandra's navy shirt, which was so neat as to attend his sister's wedding.
"If you're not ready to go out there in the crowd, because you don't care if your eyes are puffy. I can pick you up tonight, the show's over. Tomorrow I'll apply for your work permit, tonight we'll stay there." Chandra looked down to see her lover's face.
"I don't want to go there." Izza shook his head repeatedly.
"You have to respect Ceysa, Dek. Give her a little happiness. You don't know their story, you have to come to honor their struggle." Chandra fused her forehead and the forehead of her lover that was leaning on her forehead.
Izza raised his head slightly, his eyes met the eyes of his lover. "I'm envious. I should've married before I didn't exist, not us."
Chandra instantly let go of his embrace, he tidied up his slightly tangled shirt. "I don't think in your heart you have any envy for your sisters, Dek. Just one sister, what about my other sisters?" Lightning does not like to be seen from the look on his face.
"I'm an ordinary man, think of it as me. I am tired of the opinion of Brother continues. I still don't want to come, brother don't force me." Izza clasped his hands looking straight ahead.
"As far as you." Chandra got up and left the living room of Izza's house.
He did not want to get a bigger fight, if he had to last another five minutes waiting for Izza to change his mind to come with him. He was worried that Izza would not be coming with him, but he was worried that the relationship was really ending because of the emotional flame that had just been ignited.
Tired he tried to deliberately pick Izza, even though he was in a place of hajat. Merely, so that Izza does not feel alone and mingle with the happiness that exists. Unfortunately, his good intentions were in vain.
"Who? Did you change your clothes?" Chandra was astonished, because the atmosphere was still crowded, but Hadi was already wearing an ordinary shirt.
"So I asked cosplay to be an invited guest." Hadi pointed to his wife who was wearing the same colored dress as his family, the same color as the shirt Chandra was wearing.
"How many hours is that?" Chandra is increasingly confused, because it turns out the contents of the party are only family members.
His name is also a big family, although only his family but so crowded. Chandra realized that everyone was wearing the same color. Which means, those who are there are only nuclear families.
"An hour more. Invitational guests are all groups, according to the same ash father has already exhausted the invited guests." Hadi again enjoyed his cigarette in front of his wedding tent.
Decorations in navy, white and silver with luster give the impression of simple and luxurious. The two young people according to what both their parents gave. Especially Hadi, because he realized he did not have income.
"That's your ashes family?" Chandra pointed at the terrace of the house.
Hadi nodded. "Came an hour ago." He watched the crowd from far away.
"There's an ex-boyfriend." Chandra was a little worried about the situation.
"He'em, I'm willing to intervene on my own. Accompanied by my father, because last night he still terrorizes me with accusatory words." Hadi glanced at Chandra, then he noticed his wife walking towards him.
"When?" Chandra often does not know, because he several times slept at his parents' house after finishing tahlil from Izza's place.
"Evening, Bang." Hadi pulled his wife's dress, which would pass him by just like that.
"Ish, he said nyuin, Deck." Hadi held Ceysa who was about to exit the tent area.
Chandra squinted his eyes, he was a little surprised to hear the call. Because not usually, Hadi called Ceysa with the name.
"It's over, dong." Ceysa sat next to Hadi.
"Sir, deck. Like a cake?" Chandra chuckled small.
"Taken to ashes, especially Ceysa can't call me names. I can call me deck or his name, but he can't" Hadi explained with a sigh.
"How's my father hit Sekar?" Chandra fanned cigarette smoke in front of his face, he was always bothered if close to people smoking.
The reason not to smoke is because he is close to smokers only feel uncomfortable. The expensive perfume was covered in the smell of cigarettes, plus he felt his throat was dry if inhaling cigarette smoke. Especially if he was a smoker.
"I don't know, say four eyes. But he was quiet." Hadi pointed at the terrace of the house.
Chandra. "Ring in first." Chandra couldn't last much longer enjoying Hadi's cigarette smoke.
"Where are you going, Adek?" ask Hadi who was heard by Chandra.
Chandra ignores the interaction of the two, as he feels he is already his mahram. Chandra is inappropriate, meddling in their interactions.
"Bujang, waduh stepped over huh?" greet the sister of the Zuhdi family.
"Yes." Yeah." Chandra replied with a sweet smile. He was not offended at all, because in fact he wanted from the beginning to get his sisters married first.
"Here, Bang." Ardi patted the place next to him.
"You go to the biyung first." Chandra points to the area in the house.
"Oh, yeah-yes." Ardi mangosteen.
Chandra realized that the family had been watching him. Plus, he felt uncomfortable as Sekar continued to look at him intensely.
"Biya…." Chandra is looking for her mother's whereabouts.
The hajat mother was sleeping with her mother and her granddaughter. Full face make up Canda, dirty the wedding pillowcase.
Chandra undoes his intention to talk to his mother, he turns to find his father to chat with. "Well…." He disturbed his father who was joking with his siblings.
"Hmm?" Givan looked up at his son.
Chandra continued walking, until sitting on the lap of his father who was relaxing on the sofa in the living room. The fathers of his cousins, gathered together in this room also with a few cups of coffee.
"Jeez." Givan stared at the startled look of his son who was suddenly sitting on his lap.
Givan's younger siblings begin to laugh at Chandra's childish behavior, but Chandra only tries to imitate her younger siblings who whine at her father.
"Linu Thigh Dad, are you this?!" Givan encouraged his son not to sit there.
Chandra chuckled amusedly, then sat down beside her father. "Smuck, Dad." Chandra is eager to complain about all his complaints.
"You're big, Chandra! Just make upl's cake." Ghava moved away by patting his nephew's lap. He did not think, why his nephew even sat in a space that was not there once.
"You're the same Dad." Chandra acted like a child, hugging her father's arm.
"Udah doesn't deserve to be his son, you're old right, Chandra" Ghavi chuckled with laughter.
"He'em, at best, has his son's penicillin. Here, it's still ngusilin his father. What the hell are you?" Givan glanced at his son who rubbed his forehead against the arm of his shirt.
"Dad..," whined Chandra like a toddler.
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