I Love Mr. Cue
Eleven Twelve
Dennis was smoking a deep cigarette - in and out slowly. Feels like a plong with this piece of tobacco.
Thinking of something that is hard to forget. Saturday night Sunday is not the type of man in a state of confusion should take a walk to the clubs drinking beer for a tired mind lost.
Much different from him tonight he needs to be alone to throw the past has been betrayed.
Laura...
It was the one who remembered the woman's name ringing in his memory. The phrase is right for him it is hard to forget every day.
When both eyes just closed his most sophisticated phone iPhone apple-shaped it. Rang loudly throughout his room.
On view phone screen rectangle unknown number +628777222019 .. calling. Ignore that call. He chose to close his eyes again. His phone sounded again.
He's pecking in annoyance, "Hello!" ketus answer.
"Hello, Om Oli.." The voice from across it was Rara.
How could this strange girl get her phone number. He woke up from his sleep. Still connected.
"Content... Om wonder yes, why I can know your phone number," spoiled voice still connected.
Dennis did not respond to the connection. Really weird, what does this girl want? his mind in the heart. Turn on the call speaker.
"Om, Hello... Om oli... lah, dead huh? don't die just yet, if you die pitying her breath." said Rara across the street.
Dennis went into the bathroom, cleaned himself up. The phone across the street was still chirping.
The opposite in Rara's own room, was blabbing like a broken radio.
"Om.. hello... Om... ihh. This is the person, again talk too. Hey!" turn off her phone and she gets out of bed. Get out of the room to the second room of an adult.
"Father, Rara wants to ask..."
Chequek.
"Ups! Sorry, Pa. Not seen, right!" the screams turned his body behind the door leaf.
My face is red like this. Geez, that's, papa right same mom has been doing so. But kok... O Lord. throw away the temptations of the devil of death...
"What's up, Ra?" edy asked, well dressed.
"Eh. That's pa, ouch... This old man is still married. Later Rara gave a grandchild to Papa mama." ceplos without thinking.
Edy glared, let alone Nella, "huss this mouth of yours!"
Rara grinned, "Btw, good not so, Pa, Ma?" Rara asked to the point
Edy and Nella looked at each other alternately, "Like you're going to split a durian," Nella replied later.
"Huh? Durian rift? Is it a durian pain? How Rara just found out." how innocent Rara.
"Later you are twenty years old, you must understand what durian is," he said.
"Well, what's the matter, Pa? Why wait for Rara to turn twenty. You don't know yet, do you?"
Edy scratched his neck not itchy while Nella pretended to scratch his nose not itchy it.
"Yes, it's been her time. Anyway, now you're learning to go to college" Edy said
"Lecture again, bored ah, Pa. Rara wants to work, look at Om Oli..." Her two eyebrows rose and fell the strangest smile for Nella to furrow her two eyebrows.
"Om Oil? Who is it, Pa?" Nella asked Edy.
"That's a loh, Ma, Om Oli who works in papa's hotel office, General Manager's section. His man was tall as an electric pole, and he was the most insensitive human being. Then he was super cute every Rara chatted, in acuhi continued. The Rara deh type, Ma. Especially if you look at her face, Rara actually wants to pull it both cheeks so let's smile a little like that." He explained to his mother.
"You mean Om Dennis?" guess Nella
Rara nodded quickly very quickly, Nella patted her eel. What else did Edy enter the room of the nature of the same child his mother is not much different eleven twelve.
