Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Angga Burungnya.
"For the future girlfriend.." said Angga.
Right now the young man was picking up Rara to deliver the girl to work.
He also has a class this morning.
"Lo can't be a condition, it's Dad, not ashamed of what?" whispered Rara.
"For the future Father-in-law!" instead of being embarrassed Angga even more shameless to say hello to Rara's father with that title, Rara can only gawk in disbelief, while the Father took a quick glance and then returned to reading the newspaper.
There was no response, but no rejection.
Angga hastened to greet the hands of Rara's father, he knows enough himself how to meet people's houses, what else he faces is the parents of his future girlfriend.
"We're off first Dad!" rara asked for permission.
"Yes careful!" said Rara's Father.
"Depart first Dad!" pamit Angga's.
"Yes!"
Then Rara and Angga went to start their activities.
"Dad, tumben Daddy agrees with that boy?" ask Rara's mother while nyomot nastar cake from inside the jar on the table.
She saw the interaction between Angga and her husband, looks ordinary, her husband seemed to be happy just about the presence of Angga that has been routine every morning and night.
"Why indeed?"
"It's not usually!" said Rara's mother.
"Well, I need to know, the bird is expensive, baby if it's inletatin!" his father answered Rara while his eyes remained focused on the newspaper.
"Birds?" wonder Rara's mother.
"Yes the Burung Angga is expensive, where the real fighter is again! He said anyway, but I haven't proven that he can't make his opponent's kick!" rara's father replied casually, he was still focusing on the news of the rising price of cooking oil which was getting soaring, not only rising but its existence was also a step.
"Dad!!!" strangled her mother Rara, she was amazed why her husband suddenly discussed her bird Angga.
"Why the hell?" asked Rara's father, turned a glance then continued reading the newspaper the morning.
"Dad really yeah!" annoyed Rara's mother
"Why the hell is Mom?" ask Rara's father gently.
"This concerns the future of our children, you know, Dad even casually discuss the birds Angga." Rara's mother was not playing.
"Well, why, I'm not asking why you can agree, Dad honestly who try not to be the same expensive bird?" Dad still insists on maintaining his principles.
"Ayaaahhhhh.." growled by Rara's mother, she got up and left the husband, she was upset at times, her husband was really, could-can-can-discuss such a thing.
"Lho Mom, why is this, playing go-away?" astonished by his father Rara, the middle-aged man rushed after his wife who was already in the room, but when he wanted to enter the door was locked, he could only call his wife from outside the room.
"Mom, why the hell, yes it's natural that Dad is proud of his bird Angga, it's a bird that is expensive" said his father Rara.
"Basar Dad, it could even be tempted by the birds Angga." said Rara's mother from the inside.
"It's good, ma'am!"
"Eerrggghh, Rojali can be you yeee for the sake of a baby bird, you have never seen a bird so you say expensive, say real fighters, sure you give birth to your child as well as a boy?" Rara's mother was already emotional, even she had said disrespectfully to the husband.
"Udah Bu, karen Angga here too, well I saw it directly."
Chequek, czech,
Plaque plaque plaque!
The stocky body of Rara's father has now become a slap samsak of Rara's mother, Rara's mother's tears are a little dripping, I don't know what, because of what, because of hearing her husband's statement just now or maybe also because of the pain in his palm had slapped hard on the stocky body.
"Oh Ma'am, how come you slap me anyway?" asked Rara's father without sin has made his wife misunderstand.
"Well, ma'am, I'm cut off, not even going out with her daughter!" said Rara's father as if he did not know the situation and conditions.
"Well, if that's what it is!"
"Don't dong Bu, if left how dong same expensive bird? It's not good!" Rara's father grimaced rubbing the former slap of death his wife, put on a sad face for pity.
"Mother doesn't care, expensive bird cake, what cake, if our child played how? that kid plays here every day to make rumors of citizens of PRT and I've even seen the bird!"
"Dad like ape elu Rojali?"
"I am the father of your children!" said Rara's father managed to make his wife goiter.
"Aarrgggghhh Rojali..."
"Dad, this is the expensive Bang Angga's bird?" ask Daffa, Rara's youngest sister.
A moment later immediately Mother Rara turned to her youngest child who was carrying a bird cage with a magpie stone magpie in it.
"Eehh, don't play it Angga's bird, expensive Daffa, I can't afford to buy it to be taken care of this really." his father said Rara while taking the bird cage slowly and the contents of it from the hands of the youngest.
"But Bang Angga did love you?"
"Yes, this could later be capital, melodious right his voice, next month want to join the contest he?" praise her father Rara, without needing to explain anything to his wife.
"Yes, I was horrified" replied Daffa.
"Mom why Dad?" asked Daffa again when he saw his mother as if she was unceasingly rubbing her chest, then took a breath like she had just been chased by a demon.
"I don't know, never seen an expensive bird maybe!" replied Rara's father relax.
"What's his name, Dad?" ask Daffa, now Daddy and the youngest are engrossed with the Angga bird, more precisely the bird that Angga presented as a bribe.
"Try asking? Ahhaha!"
Both of them seemed to cheerfully laugh without thinking about the woman who had wanted to seizure due to misunderstanding.
Meanwhile, the,
"How can you relax my dad?" rara asked while she was still piggybacked by Angga, hugging her future boyfriend from behind, ah mesraya.
"Well, what's speeding!" angga's answer is not connected.
O yea, his bribe of fifty million was a magpie's stone magpie.
"Iihh, I'm serious, kidding her innate mulu." snorted Rara.
"Yes relaxed is a prospective boyfriend, you both eat rice, your father is not fierce, not like you said, really want to want to take me!" said Angga, now they are at the intersection of red lights, Angga rubbed Rara's knee plan wrapped in high waist jeans.
"Yes just the same you doang times, how many times a guy to my house deketin always aja eyes cynical tuh parents!" said Rara.
"Yes, that's a lot of deketin.." Angga quipped.
"Ih, you fuck, don't go that way, you're even worse, I should have protested!" upset Rara, the girl pinched how many times the waist of Angga, so Angga felt a little pain.
Taps!
Quickly Angga took Rara's hand which had boldly pinched her waist earlier, then kissed the back of the hand briefly.
Deg deg!
"Fuckin' jackass!"
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