A CHILD WHO COMMITTED ADULTERY AT THE DEATH OF HIS ORANGTA.

EPSD3 PAID MEN

PAYMAN

At midnight Fina woke up because of her tummy rumbling. The hunger he could not bear made the girl rise from the bed. However, how shocked Fina was, as she felt her two eyes grow even more swollen.

"Loh, why is this? Why are my eyes getting so swollen? Halehooh!"

He thought when sleeping swollen in his eyes will be reduced. He pegged his face in front of the mirror. And sure enough, both of her eyelids swelled perfectly, anyone who saw could definitely guess that Fina was already crying.

Before coming out of the room, he saw a clock on the wall of his room that pointed to the number eleven at night. I hope Azam is asleep. Slowly, Fina grabbed the doorknob and opened it. When the door opened, the lights of the room were all turned off. Only the remaining table lamp that lights even the light is not too bright.

"So, I think Om is sleeping." Fina walked by sneaking around. Half-running, the first one he went to was the refrigerator. His mind was currently only focused on finding food to prop up his stomach.

In a slow-motion style, Fina opened the refrigerator door. His eyes bought when he saw the contents of the refrigerator full of raw food ingredients. He immediately pursed his lips, usually there is bread or cake stored in the refrigerator. Intentions want to eat something that he can greedy right then and there, without having to process it first.

Fina then crouched down, her hands busy opening one by one the refrigerator drawer. The bottom drawer is full of vegetables, there are carrots, kale, chickpeas and all his friends.

"Ckkk .. carrot snacking, let me be a rabbit. A kale? Rabbit food as well. This is why it's all veggies, Mom's cake it's Om."

"There's tempeh, there's tofu, it's still all raw. Eggs too. Once there are fruits, the time of eating tomatoes. Iiii ... I'm cooking."

Still in the same position, Fina then opened the refrigerator drawer under the freezer. There are two boxes of cheese that are still closed. Finally, enthusiastically, he grabbed the cheese. From the crouching, Fina then sat down in front of the open refrigerator. His hands were busy opening the package of cheese he was currently holding.

"It's very difficult this is not it, lest his possessions are not sincere anymore. Bodo ah, than I'm sluggish."

"You're booked?" ask Azam.

"Yes, Om. Try the book." Fina thrust the cheese pack towards the back. For a second, his eyes blinked rapidly.

"It's not a hallucination, is it? Don't-don't ... "

When he turned his head, he was surprised to find Azam was crouching beside him while thrusting cheese that he had opened.

"Belg ... Hushuu ...!" fina shouted, then Azam got up and immediately turned on the lights.

"Where's the ghost?"

"Eh, Om. Kirain I'm a ghost."

"What time is it now? What are you doing here? That's your eye why? Is there a cry, or is there a nonjokine?"

Fina just sighed, She was confused as to which one to answer.

"Fin?"

"Yes. I can't answer yet, laper. If again the rich gini. All I have in mind is instant noodles."

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"That was this afternoon at work. But now I'm laper again."

"Yaudah, there's Pop m*e on the pantry rack. Cook it."

Fina cheered cheerfully, She liked the taste of the noodles the most. Without warning, the girl immediately moved to the pantry rack. Azam himself walked towards the television room, then lay down on the long sofa.

"Om you want to?"

"No."

"Seriously?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"If Om's allotment to me may be? so I cooked two cups."

"If you want two, it means not both. I tolerate you eating noodles because you've been eating-"

"Yes yes yes ... No need to talk. I cooked one," cried Fina from the kitchen. The girl turned out to spend a cup of instant noodles as fast as lightning. After it ran out, his eyes were fixed on the brown jam jar that was left a little. Since there was no more bread, than red wine, Fina's dessert this time was the rest of the chocolate jam, using her index finger. So engrossed in chocolate jam, he almost forgot his two puffy eyes. As a result, the girl joined Azam in the television room.

"Whether do you have chocolate jam?"

"Fear of the Mubazir, Om. The bread abis first, so now I finish."

"Continue pop m*e where are you?"

"In the trash."

"What's? You dumped?"

"Yes, it's over."

"Om you know, if pop m*e cold turns into what?"

"The noodles are growing," Azam replied with a gaze that focused on the television screen.

"Salaaah ...!" fina shouted with the characteristic of her cry.

"The answer is iced pop. Haha ...!"

Azam was still ignoring. He was relieved, because the girl next to him had returned cheerful. Although Azam was not denied very curious about the reason why Fina cried.

Without Fina noticing, she suddenly told him about the incident that happened to her at noon. While poking the contents of the chocolate jam jar, Fina continued to chatter. But this time there was no crying coming out of his eyes. He told me all of this without burden and burden. Maybe it was because there was Azam nearby, or because he was enjoying the chocolate jam too much.

Azam, who had originally focused on the television screen, now turned to look at the girl sitting in front of him. What the girl was currently doing, was very childish. But not with what he told me. It is fitting that the two eyes of the girl are swollen, it turns out this is the reason.

"Yeah ... " Fina pursed her lips when she realized the contents of the jam jar had now turned clear.

"Patience, I know you are strong" said Azam who made the girl frown. Azam thought his attitude was a reaction from the heartache he experienced. Apparently not.

"My advice--"

"I want more chocolate sauce." Fina cut off Azam's speech.

"Are you venting again? So what does this have to do with chocolate jam, Fin?"

"What am I talking about, time anyway? Hoaaam... My stomach is full now, I think I can sleep again. I'm bobo again, o'm."

The girl immediately got up from the sofa, Azam made a gawk with Fina's attitude. Really he was surprised, so the story was written or not?

"Fin, wait! What did you tell me about your mom, what was the ending?"

Fina was silent for a moment, her eyes glaring like she was thinking about something. "I'm out of ideas, Om. How about tomorrow."

"So the story was hoax, was it?''

"Yes not. This is proof until my eyes turn into sipiy yes because all day I cry."

"What are you running out of ideas for?"

"Ide to sorry My Mama. But I don't think that idea has come up yet."

The girl was about to open the door handle, but Azam immediately held her back.

"Try this way." Azam asked Fina to smile widely so that the row of teeth could be seen. Not Fina's name, if she understands the intentions of the man in front of her. For a second he complied, but then he immediately put his lips together and was about to kiss Azam.

Plaaac.

Azam's hand reflexively hit Fina's mouth, not too tight but felt on the girl's lips.

"Why are you so rich in ducks?"

"Well, would Om kiss again, wouldn't he?"

Azam massaged his temple, He walked towards the closet that was near the pantry. She followed him from behind with her mouth still pursed.

"Compress your eyes so they don't get swollen." Azam thrusting compress. After that he went to his room.

"Eh, uh. Hold still. How's this?" Fina was shaking her lips.

"I didn't tell you to swallow your lips."

"Continue?"

Azam stomped his legs irritated then approached Fina. "Where do you see the teeth?"

"A kiss should wear teeth?"

"For a long time I was really jedotin your head. Why is your brain just like that, anyway?"

"Partially if you talk about lip problems, I want the same Om anyway." Fina gave a smile and then covered her face shyly.

"I don't talk about lip problems. It's in your front teeth all brown. I'm a rich toothless granny whose teeth are crossed."

"Eh! Pantes still feels sweet. Kirain effect because of the same decoction Om."

Fina giggled amusedly, while Azam immediately ran towards her room.