Hate Being the Love of Joe's Version

Ep. 44. BAPER BECAUSE OF MAMA

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After returning from the bus, Krystal decided to go straight home.

" I'm home..!" Krystal shouted as she placed her carry-on bag on the sofa. Ella's mother was in the kitchen.

As usual, Krystal thought. " What's it about ma ?"

" Eh.. baby mama has come home, this is mama makein papa's favorite sandwich cake." Her mother's face looked happy.

" Always a favorite food papa mom made, where Krystal's favorite ?"

" Ihh. ngak can be envious of papa himself. What do you want if your mama is masakin. If you're married, you're like a mama."

" Oh.yeah, my mother was young exactly like Krystal ?" Ask the girl while opening the jar of krupuk.

"Repo!" Reply her mother teases Krystal.

"Well, Krystal's serious." His face was sulking at his mother.

"Hahahaha.mama's son is angry. Mama used to remember your papa who chased after mama, to the point that one campus knew. At first I refused your papa's offer." Ella answered while cutting the layer cake she just lifted from the open.

"Why did mommy refuse ? papa is handsome, where's the fault ?" Krystal asked confusedly.

"The handsome is the handsome darling, but....." Ella hung up her sentence while bribing Krystal's mouth-watering layer cake.

Krystal chews on her mother's cake. "As usual, mom's cooking is delicious. But what's mah?" Ask Krystal curious.

" But playboy." Ella looked straight.

Krystal looked shocked at her mother's expression just now. It turns out that her mother's love story is the same as hers. Both have the experience of being chased by playboy guys. Krystal pensive. Joe playboy, right ? not-don't besides I have another girl. Inner Krystal.

Yokey..! Ella flicked Krystal's forehead.

" Aww. shhh sick mah." Krystal Shocked.

" Dreaming again, still want to hear the story mama ngak?"

Krystal nodded in agreement. "Meanmean that time papa had many girlfriends dong mah ?"

Ella nodded in agreement to her daughter's words. " From underclassmen to upperclassmen there." Answer Ella steady.

" What's..? that's scepter.." Krystal was shocked. "Krystal did not think that papa used to be a playboy. Trus mama can nerima papa, will have many girlfriends."

"The name is dear soul mate no one knows. Indeed mama admitted initially mama nolak to the extent that once a day mama maki-maki papa you so as not to disturb mama. You know what your dad did when mom talked rudely ?"

" What is mah ?"

"He went to the office of the rector of the campus to ask permission to enter the announcement room. Your father talked from the mic while calling your mother's name strong. It's been all over campus hearing that your papa's revealing the same feelings as mama." Ella smiled, recalling the old moment.

Plok...plok..plok...!!! " Whoa.. papa I'm cool !" Krystal applauded hearing her father dare to bring up the feeling from the mic.

"You are indeed. If now the story is indeed very romantic Krys, try to pass the time not only embarrassed, your face becomes the spotlight on the campus. So the laughingstock to the extent that in the same bully other students. Moreover, your former papa all came while angry. It's not nice to be chased by a playboy and a handsome guy."

Suddenly someone hugged Ella from behind "Well, who's talking ?" It turns out her husband was Pratama.

" Oh baby, mommy's shocked. Papa when to go home? how can we not hear." Ella replied while trying to let go of her husband's embrace.

" Just mah, you know my two other women are talking to someone without asking permission." Pratama replied while glancing at his daughter.

"Papa used to be a playboy ?" Ask Krystal without warning.

"Do you know where my dear ?" Pratama was surprised to be asked directly by his daughter.

" Mama told me."

" Krystal who mama made up stories. How you used to chase me, baby." Replied Ella spoiled in her husband's arms, Pratama returned his wife's arms seen occasionally kissing Ella's forehead.

Fix..I'm just a stray mosquito if these two guys are close together. In front of my own child. Inner Krystal. Seeing the romance of his father and mother still continues Krystal decided to go to his room.

Drttt..drrttt.

" Hello ?"

"Why do you love ?" Ask the guy from across.

" Well, what's up ?" Answer Krystal ketus.

" You said that. I'm wrong, aren't I ?" Joe asked worried.

" No, you're always right."

"Darling you why, it's still fine. You said that. Tell me if there's a problem or what. Don't be like Krys I don't understand." Answer Joe softly.

"You playboy !" Answer Krystal ketus.

" What ? she mean? I don't understand Krys. How you're weird all of a sudden."

"Jawab first. Yes or no."

"No dear ngak. You know what I am." Joe sounded worried.

"really ?" Ask Krystal again. He still remembers his mother's words a little similar to his love story with Joe.

"Yes really. Why don't you make me worry, don't you."

"Other than me, you don't have another boyfriend, do you ?" Krystal's question was carried away from her mother's story.

"You're being weird like this." Joe's voice sounded a little firm.

"Don't you have another boyfriend, after all you like a lot of not just me." Krystal answered again without thinking about Joe's feelings for her.

" You seriously consider me a human being like that ? you didn't see how I treated you all this time ? you can't believe I'm Krys." Joe replied at length.

"And I'm nanya." Krystal answered again igniting Joe's emotions.

"Hufff. I used to have a job."

Tut.tut.tut.the call was terminated unilaterally by Joe.

Krystal was surprised to hear Joe's word without frills 'honey' as usual. Krystal patted her forehead. "Okay..you how the hell Krys, can-can be carried away feeling. It's because of mama." Krystal muttered alone while staring at the screen of her phone.

" I'm ready to be taken tomorrow."

TBC.

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