Forbidden taste
my father's arrival
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kamal space
upon arriving at home, I helped uncle lift the goods, while aunt helped cia to enter the stained condition of weak cia ....
after everything was ready, we were silent for a moment sitting in the guest room....
I was shocked when something vibrated in my pants pocket turned out my phone was ringing .....
soon I saw and it turned out that it was a call from my father.Contact heart I think he wanted to fall, how this I hakt or not, father would say what, my heart really worried, really worried,restless not because, aaah I just lift it dlu
"hallo father," I said
"kamal dad bentr again will get to your tmpt" said father
I swallowed my saliva and my heart, my bedegub...
" hallo.hallo.kamal" father's cry roused me from my daydreams
I went outside to talk to my father, to keep him safe and the others didn't hear him
"where to where to go?" ask cia
"sebwntr cia menlfon's father" my little whisper to cia
I headed out to continue the conversation
"hallo high school dad who's dad coming here? did mom come too ? " ask me
"it's not just me going" said Dad
"what's my dad here for, isn't he busy with the dikntor? " ask me back
"whether your uncle told you to come immediately he said he was sick, he wanted me to come to him immediately, it's funny your uncle's father had explained that he was working at the office, but he did not believe, but he did not believe,and what pain does kamal have? " ask dad
the question made me startled and silent ...
"hallo kamal, I'm already father in a few minutes until , father tutp tlfonnya he" said the father again
" ba...well yeah .." I said
and the phone's dead.
die I, died my history shortly lgi father until, but thank God mama did not come with father.but if mama gg follow what the difference, still have to face and I go through.
then I went back inside
the clock shows at 8pm, when we were about to have dinner the sound of a car, and it must have been dad....
O ALLAH how this is done me,
me and everyone approached me, welcoming my father...
I took the bag in my dad's hand
" dad, I finally arrived" said I was nervous and cold sweat soaked my body
"is he pale, are you also kamal skit? " ask my father ,
"no well maybe because I was running" I said
" hy bg you smpai too, let's have dinner dlu, we're going to eat, and wait for you" said uncle yandi
"he bg danu msuk dlu let's eat" said aunt
"hey uncle, "said rana she shook hands with my father
" hy rana, you're also here, you're sick" asked the father
cia came out to approach my father
"hy uncle" she shakes hands with my dad
dug deg dug deg my heart's voice, while cia was shaking hands with dad ....
" what are you sick about?, you know what your father said worried me about me, he said you were sick, and immediately sent me here, or indeed kamal gg did you do it, or he often makes you tired?" ask dad
" e..ee engg.. kok uncle, cia..cia... justaa...nn" when cia was talking uncle yandi memoton cia talk.
"already..already we will discuss, we have dinner dlu bg" said uncle yandi.
we all headed to the dining room...
cia was sitting right in front of dad, eating a lot of talking to him
"cia how to stay here" said father cia
I looked directly at the cia, and so did the cia she looked at me, and dad also glanced at me.
"emmmm good uncle," replied a small smiling cia
" how was your college? " ask dad again at cia
cia looked at me again, and I looked at her again, and her weird father glanced at me
"ku..kuliah cia aman aja kok uncle hehe" replied cia.
"how do we treat you, does he often work with you?" ask father lgi pda cia
when I wanted to look at the cia, my father surprised me
"kamal, why are you looking at the cia, do you bother her always she?" ask my dad
"we have eaten dlu, after that we mri in the guest room there is something I want to say to you bg" said uncle yandi
"well" replied father
and we were after dinner
and all headed to the living room, not except for the shutter, he was not given by uncle yandi to follow the affairs of the old man.
after everyone sits down, there is silence
I was getting nervous , the cold sweat was pouring out on me, I looked at the cia, he was also agitated, and was worried about me....
start uncle yandi talk ...
connect ....
