Father to My Daughter

Father to My Daughter
craze



At a simple dining table. Excel and Nara were already sitting there, feeling a little awkward Jennie when she saw a man sitting at her dining table.


This is the first time a man has eaten with Jennie and Nara.


Excel propped up her chin while watching Jennie's body behind her. Have a beautiful wife. Smart cook, and that kid?' Excel glanced at Nara. 'lazy said it but okay, sweet boy.' Further.


Nara smiled broadly at Excel. 'cih, it seems like she knows I praise her in heart.' Inner Excel. But he could not help but smile because it was nice to see the smile of Jennie's daughter, very sweet according to him.


"Om don't smile... Ugly!" nara. That instant made Excel pull back his smile.


"Do you know why you look? It sucks." Grunt.


Jennie put her side dishes and vegetables on the table. "Here's gonna get the rice." Nara lifted her plate. Excel lifts the plate as well.


"Hey Jejen, I was the one who got it."


"Om this? Nara was a child, and she should have given up. After all, what was offered was that Nara was not om."


"There's nothing in my dictionary to give in to even a baby. Jejen give me the rice." Decide Excel.


Jennie stunned. She felt more awkward when Excel brought her plate closer to Jennie.


"Mother, Nara was." Pinta Nara made Jennie sober. She smiles.


"Sorry sir, would you take the rice yourself? My son wants him first."


"Sad... Yes, he was just first. But I'm yeah, yeah."


"Alright Sir. For a moment, after this I will serve you."


"Me...serving?"


"I mean get some rice for you." Jennie smiled sincerely. Very sweet look even make Excel Face slightly flushed.


'aaahhhhh don't smile like that Jejen, I can't stand it.' Excel turned his face away. A little touch of his chest that was shaking for the first time. Excel smiles. Unbeknownst to Jennie or Nara.


"Your plate sir?" Pinta Jennie extends her hand.


Excel turned his head, trembling slightly as he lifted his plate. "This. Enough of it." said Excel.


Jennie put a barrel of rice on an Excel plate. "For Master?"


"Enough." Excel pulled the plate back. Then wagging clothes on his chest. 'why is it suddenly so hot?' he glanced at Jennie.


The woman was already sitting in her chair. Then grab a side dish for Nara. And now to Excel.


"Please Sir,"


The more stunned is Excel, treated like this. He really felt that he was serving a wife. Excel moves.


Both mother and son looked at Excel in confusion.


"Let's go outside for a minute" he said. The gondrong man immediately walked very stiffly out. In the living room.


He stood while leaning against the wall next to the entrance to the central room. His face was completely flushed, his smile was happy. "God... Gee whiz... My heart...?" He held his left chest.


"What feeling is this? Why am I so happy?" Excel keeps smiling.


"Tuan—" call Jennie. Excel cleared his throat and then looked.


"What?"


"Emmm why don't you eat? He said hungry? My cooking doesn't appeal to taste?" ask Jennie.


"Who said? I just felt a little sultry so I went out for a bit. Now I just want to eat this." said Excel who stepped back in.


In a room not too spacious they ate their lunch with wisdom.


Excel seems to enjoy Jennie's cooking.


It looks like it even went.


When he finished, he leaned back to hold his flat stomach. Feeling full. Just this time he was enjoying a very appetizing meal. Or maybe because there are friends. Because all this time he often ate alone only with the waiter.


Or Alvian if visiting, but since his best friend was a pilot, especially married makes him very rarely visit Excel again, it also makes Excel lonely again.


But it seems that now it is much more different, after getting a new toy he became much more excited. Yep... The toy is a Jejen or Jennie hehehe


***


In the big house Excel...


The man stood staring at the rain behind the glass Diding in his room. With his hands folded in front of his chest, Excel smiled to himself considering that he had been doing a lot of things with Jennie and her son all day.


Although Jennie is more troublesome, the girl never stops smiling when Excel asks Jennie to do something strange as she wants.


Well, this gondrong father did not know that Jennie always cursed in his heart.


But yes it is important that his heart is now so much more flowery.


Tok tok...


Excel. The mamih has gone home. "Where have you been? Why did you suddenly ask for a day off?"


Excel smile. "Dark?" Excel approached his mother. "Well, do you want a grandchild?" ask Excel.


"What do you mean suddenly ask that?"


"Jawab only, because Excel already has a granddaughter to mamih." Laughs.


Another case of Miranda's mother who feels like a sudden migraine. "E... Excel's? You didn't impregnate people's children did you? HUH!!!" pekik the mamih.


Excel held both of his mother's shoulders. "My beautiful Sssstttt Mamih? Excel wants to dance. Yuk yuk yuk yuki Excel ya." He turned around holding one of his mother's arms.


"Yeahaaamm! Adaaaaaam—" exclaimed Miranda's mother feeling terrified. "Excel, I have to take it to Mr. Kyai. You need to be in rukiyah."


Excel pecks his mother's cheek. "Darling mamih deh.hahaha"


"You must be possessed by the ghost of Sangkuriang yes.a." Rewind step.


"This is mamih, let Excel kiss mamih... It's been a long time since I kissed Excel." Raised lips. Miranda's mother grabbed her high heels.


"Dare you go ahead, I'll finish you? You're drunk, aren't you? huh!!!" Still rewinding his steps. While holding shoes.


"Yes mamih, Excel drunk, love drunk.... Aseeeeekkk."


"Not sane, what did you eat this afternoon?"


"Eat vegetable SOP love taste, fried chicken affection, sambal taste greget. Waaaawww steady."


"A...Adaaaaaaammmmmm." Miranda's mother ran away from Excel. Seeing her son is getting sane. The truth is not sane, hahaha.


Excel laughed out loud while holding his stomach. "Ohhh my Jejen. I have to sleep. Wake up early to meet Jejen Ku quickly." Excel jumps on the bed.


A happy night for Excel. Even if it was just lunch, it was so happy. Yahhh that's how our love slave gondrongs. Haha.


Seriate...