Bloody Bond

Chapter 27

"Why has your appearance changed this way? You're going through some bad-ass deliberation?"

"So bad brother huh. I didn't sleep last night because of my brother's thoughts!" Upps Syafa covered his mouth with both hands. Keceplosan.

Disappear of Syafa, let's disappear. Wanting to close the door was hard. Eah! why do my legs have to be stuck there? Seeing accidentally a foot nested him at the bottom of the door. He wasn't in pain from the clamp.

Just close your eyes and breathe out. It's just free to avoid. Face reality.

"You think of Brother?" Look, the innocent look full of ridicule. Pretending to point at his own face again. Even smile. Shafa is getting embarrassed. Acting salting makes Fahri anxious.

Uh, my messy hair why is it touched?

"Think brother why did it turn so ugly? It should be a beautiful dance so that the brother is more interested," whispered Fahri while chuckling. Shafa is not surprised to try. He was still down.

"There's a shower. Brother, come out for a minute." Syafa just braked himself. Sticking your feet between wanting to be angry and embarrassed. Look at him how bad his condition is while his brother is very handsome even though his hair is a little messy.

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Fahri left the house without breakfast first. He orders an ojek then slides into Bejo's house. This morning we reviewed the corn harvest in village X and attended a meeting of farmers to discuss improving the irrigation system.

Half an hour is enough to spend up to Bejo's house. Simple minimalist house with modern style.

In the yard of the house many ornamental plants are neatly arranged. Bejo's wife is really good at arranging home decorations. Although a little difficult to say but she is beautiful and painstaking. This morning the woman was watering her beloved flowers.

"Morning, Ma'am!" The woman with her hair turned her head. Throw away the water hose and welcome Fahri.

"You-you're in-this too? Nga-pain?" said staggered. Sometimes he speaks fluently, sometimes we also have to wait for his words.

"I have a job with Kang Bejo. He's at home, right?" His eyes blinked a few times. Like considering something.

"Mom! She's housebound?" Just nod.

"Don't go in!" Fahri frowned wonder also confused by the strange behavior of Bejo's wife who is usually called Dena.

"Le-pass there." Dena directs Fahri through the back door. Mana wear event apit arm all. Will definitely pout Bejo's face if you see.

Fahri suspects that someone is in the house. He saw three shadowy figures standing in the living room. But not so clear. Because the glass reflects light. All he saw was himself and Dena.

"There are already guests, Ma'am? Who is! To the extent that I cannot see."

"Ng.no! I-that-that's ha my husband's friend!" The more the grip. Even a little push Fahri to get out of there.

"Sir, but I want to see Kang Bejo." Pretend refuse. The goal is to let Si Bejo out. 

"Yeah. Just get through there." Pull Fahri's arm and lead him. They came in through the back door.

"Hi.. champ om, what else?" The boy has not even turned one year old and appears to be actively flailing baby Walker. Her lips had stains of food. He seemed to welcome the arrival of Fahri with his distinctive voice. The housekeeper was also happy to see the little boy's reaction. Smuggling tiny baby lips with tissue.

Bejo is a good husband. Although only working as a freight driver, but willing to hire one Art just to ease the burden of his wife.

"He's so happy!" It's magical, Dena would be so fluent to talk if it was about her son.

Fahri picked up the boy, held him up high. The boy's cheerful laughter made him even more excited.

"Achem!" Fahri did not care even though the voice was shown to him. Who else if not the owner of the house. "That's the first time you came. Tumbens!" Bejo sat on the bench under the window. Art breezes into the kitchen on code from Dena.

"Darling!" Flicking a finger to get Dena closer. Bejo without hesitation wiped Dena's hand. Fahri thawed it already he predicted.

"Not dirty, Yang!" Dena Protests. Fahri understood very well if Bejo had seen his arrival.

Yeah! Submitted to Dena. "Bring him in, Yang. I have the same business, boy." Dena was obedient she took her son and then left.

"Fahri if you haven't had breakfast, breakfast is here. Kang Bejo has not had breakfast. Temenin. Okay!"

"My most beautiful mother."  Two thumbs up.

Plakkk

"Sick, Kang! Tega is the same as younger." A head that really hurts.

"Eat it don't flirt with people's wives!"

"He's my mother, Kang!"

Yeah, correct. Fahri's one-on-one with Dena. This story is enough that's all Fahri knows. The full story is certainly stored neatly and can even be a mystery all the time. That is the desire of some. Without them guessing if destiny is not according to people's wishes.

"Know! But since I was my wife, you have no right to seduce her." Bejo's heavy voice intimidates.

As before, Fahri did not listen. Such is the brotherly relationship between them. Sometimes it looks serious even though actually joking sometimes there is also a serious word in jokes.

"Care what, I! To be sure, she's my prettiest sister. I want to hug her."

"Bare you!"

Fahri got up first before being able to tampolan a second time.

"Mbak Denaaa...! Your husband played with me!"

The boy who had been sleeping suddenly opened his eyes. Her crying filled the whole house. Dena stared intently at the two adult men chasing each other. Their behavior has not changed at all. Dimata Dena's.

"Ka-ka-lian!!!!" Grumpily Dena glared at the eyes. Pointing the two adult men in turns. Fahri almost laughed. Dena expression is more suitable to be said funny and adorable than the word scary.

Bejo silenced Fahri's mouth which was almost widened. "He's more sadistic if you laugh."

The little baby crying was silent when the mother gave him a bottle of milk. Not a substitute but ASI pumped by Dena before.

"Come on! Ti-ti-bed again!" Raising her son a little higher than before.

"Yeahamah!" Bejo. Today we have an appointment to meet an important person. What if the duration of time to put the baby to sleep exceeds that. Not breakfast yet.

Bejo and Fahri looked at each other. Both agree to blame each other but can only be expressed through the eyes. Baby Bejo is the smartest child who will not easily fall asleep again if his sleep is disturbed.

"Owhhhhh, ja-so you're not going to do it?"

The little baby even smiled without taking off the pacifier. His gaze was clear and sweeping. But for Bejo and Fahri this is a catastrophe. In half an hour they have to go to work what if the baby is not yet asleep.

"You-you're refusing?"

Bejo immediately took his son. Dena smiled and sauntered away towards the dishwasher.

"Yes!we're ready to put him to bed again."

"Hem."

"I have breakfast, Kang! Later change!"

"Marine ....!"

To be continued...