Diary Love Andhika's
Diary 11: Former father.
"Assalamualaikum, papa's home,"
"Daddy, come home, let's eat together, you're cooking,"
"OK," replied Papa while taking off his shoes.
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[Feeding table]
"Nih pa the side dish," said the mother while giving a side dish to papa's plate.
"Thank you, baby" replied Papa.
"Loh, papa tumben's son ate it a little,"
"No papa" I replied.
"Papa's son is really cold, if it's cold gini where can dapet chick," Ledek papa.
"Hm,"
"Eh bun, Andhika already has a boyfriend?,"
"Udah has a kayak, what's his name, hmmmm oh well kiyara son, right,"
"Dhika doesn't have a boyfriend kok bun,"
"Hmmmm that's it, eh already an ex?" asked Mother again.
Inner irritated.
"Hohoooo, your son already has an ex, how many?, still one...less,"
"Andhika's heart is only one," My reply grew hotter.
"Yaaahhh, if that's still lacking, see papa when he was in high school there were ten and on average all of them were girls,"
"So papa ex-pakboi," I grumbled.
"Oh well you know, the food stall that became our subscription, which had it ex-papa loh,"
"Uhuk," I immediately choked.
"OOHHHH SO HE'S YOUR EX, PANTESAN IF OUT WANT TO EAT THERE," Sahut MAMA angry.
"Eh ng.....,"
"EASY DIEM, FROM NOW ON WE DO NOT NEED TO EAT THERE AGAIN," continued Mother who then went to the room.
/Braakkk/door slamming.
"Buuunnn sorryin papa, it's just the former kok bun ex, now papa's heart only belongs to the mother really,"
"Where is the dhik, the address of the bed on the couch,"
"Dhika!!!!,"
"Hm,"
"Love the solution dong,"
"Haahhh, so pa, so guys don't mostly ex," I replied and then went to the room.
"Yeah, how is it," muttered papa puzzled.
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The next day, after school.....
[Home of Andhika]
/Tok.tok.tok/sound knock on door.
"Well, a minute,"
/Kreekk/open.
"Hallo om, brother Andhikanya there,"
"Eh there is,"
Inner papa.
"Just now, I'll call you first,"
"Daddy om" they answered.
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/Tok.tok.tok/knock on room door.
"Andhika!!!," Call papa.
"Dad, what's wrong?" I said.
"Taken equally,"
"Who's pa?,"
"Papa doesn't know his name, but.ciwi-ciwi loh," Goda papa.
my inner.
"Say Andhika is busy, pa,"
"Why, baby if not found,"
"Andhika is not a pakboi,"
"Yeah, nyesel,"
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"Eeeehhhh sorry well, Andhika is busy so can not be disturbed,"
"Yaaahhh, how do dong,"
"Judah let's try again tomorrow, who knows tomorrow brother Andhika is not busy,"
"Then, if you'll excuse me, then, um, assalamualaikum,"
"Wa'alaikumussalam,"
/Kreeeeekkkk/door closing.
"Haahhh, so it doesn't taste good" muttered papa.
inner papa.
"Okay, as a former pakboi, I have to make my son Andhika forget his ex," said the father who had made up his mind.
/Tok..tok..tok/knock door.
"Andhika!!!," Call papa.
my inner.
"Dad paaa," replied Andhika.
"Your horrors at school became the most famous child among girls well,"
my mind while patting the jidat.
"If there is no important business, papa to your mother there, do not disturb Andhika," Sahutku.
"The girl can't be cold, you know,"
"If you're cold, you don't have a boyfriend anymore,"
"Oh yeah, the girls who stopped by here were pretty, why not try one,"
inner frustration.
/Kletaaakkk/the pencil I was holding broke in two.
"Papa can also give you tips, how to avoid ex,'
*Wuussshhhh*
(Andhika) Open the door with vigor.
"How do you do it?" I asked enthusiastically.
"That way, well find a girlfriend again,"
/Braakk/ directly close the door.
"Well why, really, how to avoid the ex well find a girlfriend again,"
"Udah diem," said the mother who suddenly came to rent papa's ear.
"A.awww, sick bun,"
"Andhika is a good boy, do not be taught to be your kayak pakboi,"
"I.yes, bun,"
"Let's go with you, don't be here, disturb the child to learn,"
"O.ok bun, '" replied papa.
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