Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 81

Alby

I was at home about eight in the evening. If usually at this hour Nabil is still playing in front of the television in the family room, now the situation seems empty.

"Jang, have you come home?", said Mak who came out of the kitchen.

"Assalamualaikum! Yes Mak!"

"Moskalamic. Not college?"

I'm shaking. Yes, today I skipped again. It will be discussed with Azmi tomorrow!

"Where is Mama? how lonely?"

"Udah bobo!", said Mak slowly.

"Tumben bobo at this hour? No bobo noon?"

"Bobo was twelve. But maybe the fatigue of playing with the teteh!", said Mak Titin.

"Well what's the same Ani tea up to ketchup?", I sat on the sofa.

"It's not Ani's tea. Tetu Bianca!", replied Mak.

I choked on my own saliva. I quickly looked at Mak.

"Bianca?",manyou. Mak also agreed.

"He's been waiting for you from afternoon Jang. You're not going home. He said there was work to be done with you. So yes, while waiting for you Nabil played with Bian tea."

The hufttt! The boy really! What the hell do you want? Take everything to home.

"Next time don't let him play again with Nabil Mak."

"Why? Nabil likes to play with Bian. And Mak see, Bian does like little boys like Nabil."

"But Alby's sure he's like that because there's a need for Mak."

"She's one of the girls chasing you?" she asked. I just put my shoulder out.

"Alby doesn't like aggressive girls like that. Alby obviously rejected him, still looking for a gap let alone near Nabil!''

Mak sighed.

"Don't judge Jang. Especially the same women. Pamela! If he's hurt keep praying bad for you how?"

"I don't know what Bianca looks like. Anyway mah, the veins of shame tos pegat mereunan."((It's broken up)

"Astaghfirullah Jang!", Tak just shook his head.

"When you eat?"

"Gga Mak!", continued. After that I went into the room. Nabil was already lying on his box.

After bathing and praying, I moved Nabil to my bed so we could sleep together. At least while sleeping, I can hug my son. Because since morning I was busy with other affairs that took my time and did not have time to chat with Nabil.

Still at nine less. Looks like it's too late for me to break down. I grabbed my phone. If I hadn't been able to contact Amara, I might have been able to.

But unfortunately, his chat still ticked one. That means Amara's phone isn't active yet. Luckily, Daniel sent a message if Amara was in his papal nursery.

At least I'm glad he was there with Daniel's brother. After hearing the answer if Amara is okay, I slowly try to close my eyes. I hugged my son just the way I was lulled in a dream. I don't know what time I can fall asleep.

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"Aunty's Night!", so-called Frans on mommy.

"Good night Frans. Today practice again?", asked when Mami realized that Frans was on duty this morning.

"No Mi. Frans drove Amara. We ate outside!", replied Frans.

Eating out what?

"Sister Nathan!", so-called Frans. Nathan just smiled. Mba Mayang was holding Dhea.

"You've come Ra, your brother's coming home?" said Nathan.

"Yes my brother!", I replied.

After the death of Brother Nathan and his wife I chose to sit beside the papi without understanding Frans' whereabouts.

"I'm with you?", Frans offered.

"no need, thank you!", I said. Because I know every good will count. He'll ask for the return. So I chose silence.

But Frans doesn't seem to care. He deliberately stood behind me. Tuck his chin to my head.

"Before Frans!", I whispered firmly.

"Please, leave it like this!", Frans said. The next second, Brother Daniel came. He just cleared his throat so Frans wouldn't cross the line.

I say hello to Brother Daniel. But he doesn't seem to be focused on his phone. There, Daniel reports that Amara is in the hospital.

Frans also looks ordinary without the burden of releasing his embrace from me.