
"o God, son!!" mom made us all quiet.
gleek.
Oh don't die, mother must be mad. I grumbled in my heart. Likewise with the look of Gazza and Zayyan suddenly turned into pias.
"this why the flood kek gini?? geez you're big but you're like a little kid." babble mom while ruffling her waist.
"not us ma'am, but bang Gazza. He's playing the prank."
"iyaa Bu, tadi Gazza mukul we use a sledgehammer." exclaimed Zayyan pomp up the situation. I chuckled slowly at Zayyan. We secretly bertos ria.
"anj**r y'all, I can be accused." grumbled Gazza whispered softly at us.
"ckckckckckck, you guys are big but still throwing mistakes with the others. I don't want to know anyway all the floors are clean as before. Mops and brooms all over the house, I'm sure you guys rarely clean the house while mom's away. Well look at this, the table looks dusty." said Mother at length.
"we also just came home, Mom, Dasha nih Bu who is at home. Though she's a girl but lazy." Gazza replied to my babble earlier.
"shit you bang." I got slowly accused.
"whatever, you don't want to know. You guys should clean all this up and down. The room also had to be cleaned, no one ran away!" mother's word cannot be disputed. We also resigned and nodded slowly according to mother's orders.
After Mom left, we stared intently at each other. I quickly ran into my room, but luck did not side with me, Gazza deftly held the door with his feet.
"hey, where do you want the fog? you can't hide!!" pissed off Gazza again. He also pulled his sister out to help clean the house.
"you are what the hell Za is, don't pull him like a cow who wants to sacrifice." Zayyan protested.
"yes, I pulled him up like a cow. He's unruly." looked at Gazza again.
"ish you're a bang, bad times. The time of his own sister in the nickname it anyway." I protest again.
"i don't care. Holding a broom, you sweep it from the end there down!" tell Gazza while giving me a broom.
"haaisss lazy bang!!" i'm lethargic. Gazza did not heed my words, with wide steps he took a washcloth to clean the furniture.
"ih time you part it bang?? replace dong." said I don't accept if I sweep part. With quick steps I snatched the washcloth from Gazza.
"what the hell is the deck, this is my part too. It is hard to find the furniture. If you wipe the existing until the apocalypse will not be finished." ketus Gazaa make me grouch.
"let's just say don't want the nyapu part." ketusku again.
"that's it, that's it." throw Gazza out, I grouchily take the broom that fell to the floor and begin sweeping the room at the top.
Just twice weaving a broom, I just remembered someone who had gone somewhere. When Gazza and I argued, Zayyan seemed to run away.
"bang Za, Zayyan's bang is on the run!" I made Gazza wander in search of Zayyan.
"woi Zay shucks!!! don't run!!" yell Gazza again. Zayyan who was on the lower floor indifferently did not hear Gazza's call.
"what a storm." ketus Zayyan passed into the kitchen. Gazza and I annoyed Zayyan who walked into the kitchen.
"don't run away, you clean up!!" exclaim Gazza pulled Zayyan's hand.
"oah, don't maksa woii!" zayyan exclaimed, I also do not accept that Zayyan linger, I quickly help Gazza pull my impious husband's hand.
"ish you are." the grunts were forced to follow us. Finally after the unclear debate and followed by a small drama the three of us slowly but surely, the house was clean kinclong invisible.
"you're done, right? well, put this." said Gazza handed me his old washcloth. Without further ado the man immediately sauntered up.
"what?? bang Gazza!!!" I shouted his name, but his name ignored my call. I grumbled in annoyance and resignedly put all the home appliances, then threw my body onto the sofa. So did my husband who sat next to me.
"grandfather?" tanyanya looked at me, I nodded slowly as a sign of the answer. Zayyan nodded then slept on my lap without excuse.
"hey bang, I'm tired again." I grumbled.
"just sit, not a lot of movement. I'm tired now Sha." he said, closing his eyes.
"idih, you saved yourself bang." I said again, but my hand spontaneously stroked Zayyan's hair.
I glanced at the stairs that saw someone in a hurry downstairs while carrying his bag.
"where are you going bang?" I was confused looking at Gazza looking hurriedly looking for something.
"somewhere, I forgot that today was an important day" Gazza said, looking for his car keys. After getting the key, she rushed to Mom and Dad's room.
"mom, can I get permission for three days?" he asked when Mom was in the doorway, and I could see that she was confused looking at Gazza. From a distance Gazza was like an important talk.Mother also let him go, after which he ran a little out of the house.
"bye." she darted out, Zayyan and I stared strangely at Gazza and just stayed there.
"your branch why Sha? is he having a problem?" asked Zayyan again back to his original position. I'm poking shoulder signs I don't know anything about Gazza.
"huft don't know, what do we do now? it's so boring." I let out a rough sigh.
"yes it's sleeping, it's easy." he exclaimed casually, I was smoking his eel slowly while one hand the other played my phone.
Deg. I was silent as I read a message that had just entered my phone. Without me noticing I stopped stroking Zayyan's head making the man look at me in wonder. He quickly grabbed my phone.
"hey ban—"
Too late, he stared at the message on my phone. Zayyan straightened up and sat reading seriously the incoming message.
"who's Dasha from?" his question was probing at me, a serious look began to appear on his face.
Fuck it, Zayyan will be angry, I murmured in my heart.
"why silence? who is Sha?" ask again urgently.
"I—tu..it's a guy who bothers me bang." I said honestly.
"why not tell me Sha? how long has he been threatening you??" asked Zayyan annoyed. Between being annoyed and worrying about me, the man looked at me sharply.
"three months ago" I said again.
"uh uh? this Astagfirullah has been a long time. You're crazy, this guy could have hurt you anytime Sha! If you know you're being followed by people, I'll be home soon Sha. You should have talked from the beginning instead of being silent like this!!" towards me.
Really, I was yelled at by Zayyan this time. I was so scared and could only duck down without daring to look at the man who was in the middle of a great rage.
"i'm disappointed" he said, leaving me without looking back.
"get out, Zayyan was angry with me." I looked at the man who rushed to grab the keys and just walked out of the house.