
Githa's grandmother was agitated because it was eleven o'clock at night but Githa had not yet returned home. Leela repeatedly calls her sister's phone but is not connected because Githa's phone is running out of battery power. Usually Githa will tell you if it will be late.
"God protect my grandson wherever he is" said the granny.
The storm of rain that increasingly heavy increasingly add to the worry of Grandma Githa. He stood waiting in the living room while occasionally peeking out the window looking at his courtyard.
"Leela, can your sister be contacted?" Grandma asked Leela who accompanied her to wait for Githa's return.
"No, grandma. Better now grandma sleep let Leela aja who is waiting for sister to come home," reply Leela.
"Grandmother can't sleep. Not usually Githa like this, grandma worried something happened to her," said the grandmother guessed.
Soon they heard a car in front of their house. Grandma and Leela peeked in the window and sure enough there was a car she knew was parked in the yard.
"That's Ali's car, grandma!" leela said as she took an umbrella and opened the door of the house and ran over to Githa who was about to get out of the car. Leela's steps came to a halt when she saw Ali pull out an umbrella that was bigger than her umbrella and shade Githa.
"Uuuwwuu.. mas Ali guys really dream 😍 hope they are a match," Leela was amazed when she saw Ali treat her brother in such a way.
Grandma who was waiting for him at the door noticed with a confused face because she saw Githa wearing a different shirt to the clothes she was wearing when she left earlier.
"Assalamu'alaykum, granny.. Sorry I was late to take Githa home" Ali said as they were in the house.
"Mas.. It's not wrong, so don't apologize" said Githa.
"Wa'alaykumusalam.. Already, let's go in first grandma make a warm drink," invite grandma while entering the house and followed by Ali, Githa and Leela.
"Geez, son of Ali, how come it's so wet?" grandma asked in surprise when they entered the house and saw Ali soaking wet.
"Leela quickly got me your nice towel and shirt to change for Ali," she asked Leela as she walked into the kitchen to make her a warm drink.
Leela is different from the feminine Githa. Leela is a little tomboyish and likes to wear big, loose-fitting men's shirts.
"Dek Leela did not need to yes, this is because I want to go home anyway," said Ali detained Leela who was going to her room.
"But then you catch a cold! Tell me what Grandma said," denied Githa.
"Royalty get towels and deck shirts!" pinta Githa to her sister.
Leela resumed her steps with a small run.
Before long grandmother came carrying a tray and cup containing boiled water ginger and spices and had added honey.
"Please drink nak Ali mumpung still warm," pinta grandma while thrusting a cup containing the spice drink.
"Thank you, Grandma" replied Ali then welcomed the gift of grandmother and immediately looked at her without rest.
Grandma turned to look at Githa and again noticed Githa's clothes were different from the clothes she was wearing when she left earlier. Seeing the look on her grandmother's confused face, Githa understood immediately and before her grandmother asked she explained.
"Sir, Githa brought a spare suit. At dinner last Githa's clothes were spilled by colored drinks, fortunately Githa had prepared so she could change clothes, hehe.." said Githa lied. She didn't want her grandmother to know the real story.
Ali turned towards Githa shaking her head slowly hinting that Githa would not lie, but Githa ignored her.
Before long Leela came to bring her new towel and shirt. A few days ago, he bought it, but did not wear it.
Ali accepts it and she is led by Githa to the bathroom.
While the grandmother returned to the kitchen, she sliced the onion and put it on a small plate after which the onion slices were mixed with wind oil.
Grandma went back to the living room and found Ali, who had finished changing clothes, was sitting chatting with Githa and Leela.
"Sir, thanks for the warm drink. Because it's late at night, I say goodbye to go home first," said Ali politely.
"Don't go home yet" hold grandma.
"Sit back and take off your clothes, grandma wants to smear this into your body so that the wind comes out," she asked, pointing at the small plate she was carrying.
"Thank you grandma, don't bother," Ali refused politely but the grandmother continued to force and make Ali forced to follow his orders.
Githa and Leela looked back when they saw Ali taking off her clothes.
"Excuse me son Ali," said the grandmother as she launched the action. He rubbed the potion he made onto Ali's shoulder while massaging it slowly.
Ali was so touched to get such attention. Suddenly she felt sad considering her mother's attitude towards Githa as opposed to grandmother's attitude towards her.
Ali enjoys grandma massage. His body began to feel warm and he suddenly felt like throwing a cold. He tried his best to keep her from coming out.
"Cock hasn't farted yet? If it's farted, it would be better for Ali," said the grandmother who made Ali jerked.
"Don't be arrested son Ali, just thrown away is okay," continued the grandmother again.
Ali did not answer because the focus was on holding the gas in his body that kept forcing him to come out. And although he had been detained as much as he could finally lose as well.
Trrruuuutt...
Tttuuuuttt...
Ssyyuuut...
Finally the gas came out in a row with a loud enough sound. Ali's face flushed red, how embarrassed she was right now especially when she heard Githa and Leela laughing.
"Finally out also the wind," said the grandmother.
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