
This afternoon Ms. Tania closed her meat shop faster. Previously he had told the owner of the store that he would permit.
Actually, even though he does not permit, the shop owner will not be angry because the working hours of Ms. Tania are fairly flexible, as long as they do not often skip.
And today he had left earlier than usual, the meat had also run out, the remaining two or three servings alone.
Mrs Tania had already prepared by ordering a taxi, she did not want to look so miserable in front of her father, although it might not be too influential.
"To this address sir!" said Ms. Tania when she was in the taxi, she had also changed her clothes with more neat clothes.
"Good ma'am!"
Taxis began to drive away from the meatball shop, taxis down the streets that look so crowded because of the hours of office people coming home from work.
Mrs Tania has sent the rest of the meatballs to Wilson's house using the services of an online motorcycle taxi.
Finally the taxi ride by Mrs Tania arrived in front of the big house, the house is no less big with the house of Mr. Bactiar.
"Thank you, my!" said Ms. Tania after giving some money according to the stated rate.
"Sama-sama ma'am!"
The taxi soon passed when Ms. Tania was down. A guard immediately opened the gate when he saw the arrival of Madame Tania.
"Please madam!"
"Thank you!"
Madam Tania again walked down the vast courtyard with the grass that decorated and covered the unpaved ground.
His legs occasionally stop, his eyes glare around, trying to reassemble old memories of disappearing debris and changing with tension after tension.
If only no one was selfish, if only no one forced the will and understood each other, surely the relationship was still as warm as it used to be.
All will not know what will come ...., just know and follow the flow ....
Mrs Tania continued her steps after reminiscing about her past in the house, the house was still the same there were only a few that had been renovated but did not change its old form, he said, madam Tania's father is indeed a person who likes aesthetic style.
The main door was already open, Madam Tania circulated her gaze when she did not find the person she was looking for.
"Where's dad?" ask Ms. Tania now.
"Great master in his room, madam!"
"Is dad okay?" ask Madame Tania while walking towards the main room.
"The great master's health has lately declined sir!" said the waiter who was following in his footsteps.
"Why didn't anyone tell me?" ask Ms. Tania.
"The great lord forbid it madam!"
Madam Tania stopped right in front of that main room, in front of the door that was still closed.
"All right let me see him!" said Ms. Tania.
"Good madam!" said the maid then took one step back and left Madame Tania alone.
Tok tok tok tok
Madam Tania knocked on the door slowly, "This father is me Tania!"
Without waiting for an answer from inside, Ms. Tania opened the door that was not in the key.
Step madam Tania started to walk up to the floor of the room, the old man with a haughty face was sitting leaning on his bed with a scarf draped around his neck, his hair and whiskers had turned white with wrinkles on his face that were getting more and more.
Madam Tania was standing right beside the old man.
"How's dad doing?" ask Ms. Tania.
"Sit ....!" the old man's orders.
Madam Tania was sitting by the bed, staring pityfully at the old man.
"Why didn't you tell Tania that you were sick?"
"I guess no one cares about this old man!" he said with great emphasis and some sort of insinuation.
"Why do you talk like that, how could Tania forget you!"
"Good ....! This father is old, so it's time for you to think about the company!"
"Don't you have Tino?"
"What father mean?" ask Madame Tania confused.
"I want to see your son and daughter-in-law, bring them here and I will consider whether or not I will release the company to you!"
"Dad's health is on the decline, you better not think about anything else first!"
Ms. Tania finally accompanied her father to dinner, after which she went home.
His father's desire to meet his son was enough to worry him. He didn't really believe in his father after what happened to them but it would also be unfair not to tell Frans that he still had a grandfather.
...***...
This afternoon Tisya got home first, just when in front of the house there was a motorcycle taxi driver who peeked out from behind the fence.
"Who are you looking for?" tisya asked who appeared from behind. The surprised taxi man looked back and recognized the woman behind him.
"Ehhh Neng Tisya! Here's Tania's mom for Tisya!"
Tisya immediately took it turns out two servings of meatballs.
"Neng Tisya is great, who lives here?" tanya Ojek again, Tisya has not had time to answer suddenly ...
Tin tin tin
A car stopped right at the house. Tisya also quickly opened the fence and the car entered the yard.
The motorcycle taxi driver still looks very curious about the person in the car.
And it turns out Wilson, Wilson gets out of the car and goes back to Tisya and the motorcycle taxi driver.
"What's wrong?" ask Wilson.
"This is mama sending meatballs for us!" said Tisya and Wilson smiled and grabbed the bag, smelling the smell of hot meatball sauce.
"Good morning, I'm hungry!" wilson.
The motorcycle taxi driver who was still fixated on seeing the intimacy of two people in front of him was so speculated if they had become a couple.
"Neng Tisya same mas just married huh? you guys fit in so well!"
The words of the taxi driver managed to make them look at each other and smile ignorantly.
Srekkkk
Wilson quickly pulled on Tisya's waist until they were so close and friendly-looking.
"Yes mas ..., this is still the angle ..., yes dear!" wilson said with a satisfied smile.
"Yes ..., we just got married!"
"Wah neng Tisya sama bu Tania is not saying that if just married, congratulations!"
"Thank you, yes you entered first, I want to make out if I believe it!" said Wilson.
"Yes, please!"
Wilson invites Tisya to enter the house immediately after unlocking the door.
Inside the House Wilson immediately pushes Tisya's body.
srekkkk
"Aughhhhh ...., really bad!" moaning Tisya while holding his shoulder pushed by Wilson.
"You'll be in my arms with me!" wilson said as he gawked into the kitchen to unpack his meatballs.
"You're the same free-fed mom every day!" tisya said that retaliating by pulling Wilson's bowl and eating it made Wilson take the bowl back and open the meatballs that were still in the plastic bag.
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