Kapok Became an Actor

Kapok Became an Actor
Chapter 2 (Apes again)



"Mira! Which shoes are I?" ask Mba Sinta to come out of her room.


"You want Mira to take in, Mba?" tanyaku is stale. Hope Mba Sinta takes it himself.


"May, please yes, Mir," he asked.


"Eh, Yes, Mba." With a heavy heart I took his shoes. It was exactly babu. 


"Will you go?" I asked while giving her shoes. 


"How do you seem? Can't you see?" ketus answer. Bummery. I'm just a pleasantie, too. Uh, I'd love to give you poison.


"Where are you going, Sinta?" ask Mas Lengga who just came home from work. 


"It's none of your business! Watch out I want to see a friend," he wrote to Mas Lengga. 'ckckckck sukurin you, Mas. Nice on ketusin'


"Ngapain whiny?" Mas Lengga looks a dead red.


"Snort of it." I began to lie on his heavy shoulders.


"Yes, why?"


"It's okay. Let's eat her favorite food.


****


"Mas ... move yuk," my whine spoiled.


"Lho, why?" 


"Yes, I'm tired of living here. There are no helpers. I'm all that working" I protested.


"You forgot? You yourself agree to the terms so accept the risk." he replied as he continued to put food into his sex mouth.


"Yes but right, Mas. I guess I'm not being such a babu!" 


"And you don't work, it doesn't matter if you take care of homework, ask for work." 


"Yes .. yes …." I scream ... imagine, so babu in Kaka's house of honey. ' I'm singing'


"Mas wants to enter the room first, want to take a hot shower," he said as he passed. As for me, as always, wash the dishes again …. Tomorrow morning, wash your clothes again! It's really nice to be Mba Sinta, walk her work.


Finally after the war in the kitchen was done also my work. Chubby …. 


***


It's already this hour why Mba Sinta and Revan have not returned home. The base of the fruit is not far from the tree, likes to run rich mama. Eh but not wandering si, most Revan in his Grandpa and Grandma's house. I don't know, he doesn't feel at home. But it's also good that they don't go back. If necessary do not need to return for good, 'hahhaah' than I continue to be persecuted. If only Mba Sinta had left here, free my life, Mba. 


"Woy, Mirah! Why whining yourself rich madman! snapped it. It was also thought that there was no need to go back, they were already in front of me. My honey is incredible. 


"That's again watching tivi, the title Kaka maduku cruel. So inget Mba Sinta," I said plainly. 


"Emang Mama's cruel, Tan?" samber Revan's.


"Hehehe, not even the, uh yeah, uh no." Actually it's not cruel anymore but he is able to torture this inner, I really can't stand it. Too.


"Yes, Revan wants to go in the room first, where's Papa?" 


"There's in his room. Tell Papa not to forget, the ball tonight, yes Tan." I just nodded.


"Pelakor, if you are willing to visit!" cetus Mba Sinta as she passed. It's good for the actor, indeed I called Mas Lengga, if you say carelessly. May he call me an actor, as long as I kick him out of this house. People are still his wife and say I'm an actor. I'm an actor but if I take your husband Mba. This I do not mention, she is still the wife of Mas Lengga. Just make it anxious, watch out later, I'll do you a favor.


***


"Mas ... ball ... ball .. in the waiting for your child in the family room!" I knocked on the door of the room. Thank God, Mas Lengga felt at home in my room. In the room Mba Sinta always be ordered out ckckck. Mba Sinta judes - judes the best.


"Empire has started? What time is it!" the trick from within. 


"Open what! You don't have a clock in your hand, do you?" Bulls banging.


"Yes, I'm out!" sahut again. My room and Mba Sinta are not far apart, still facing each other and are both on the first floor. Revan's room, upstairs alone.


***


"Mira!" Just as this foot was about to step up, the roaring tiger voice shouted back. Who else if not Sekane. 


"Yes, Mba." Immediately I approached his room. He was not able to speak slowly yes, the tenure of the gini still screams, the longer can the setroke of women due to darting.


"What's up, Mba?" The vow in my heart wanted it to feel like I was tearing his smooth, unpebbled face apart. 


"Please make me some hot chocolate milk" he asked. Very nice, just leave it. I am babu lo. So songong! becoming an old wife. Of course I just say it in my heart. Patience .. patience. People say, patience makes a wide ass. Waduh .. not a draw dong with my slim and sexy body.


"Well, how are you still standing? The chunky! dumb even! You can go crazy for a long time, mostly!"tusky.


"Where are you going, Mir?" ask my handsome husband when I walk past him.


"You make hot milk for Mba Sinta" I said. 


"You guys, I want some white hot milk" he asked. "Revan too, Tan," continued my stepson whose face was as handsome as his Papa. Aha, coincidentally, make four glasses.


"Ready, boos. Mami otw kitchen first," happy me if Mba Sinta dead cepet. 


***


I made four glasses of milk chocolate, two white and two chocolate. Belonging to Mba I tell you from another glass. One packet of medicine scatters, mixed already in the milk. Perfect ... lemes-lemes you, Mba. Sukur ... wicked the. 


"It's ready …!" triaku approached Revan and his Papa. They quickly took each other's glasses. Mba Sinta has also sat down to join them, join agh. 


"Mba, milk's on the drink." Ayok, Mba drink .. I can't wait to see Mba Sinta draw.


"Hem …." That is doang. My efforts cannot fail this.


"Mba .. will be cold" I said again while thrusting the glass. 


"Well, how come you bring so much? Don't you want to give me poison, will you?" the accusation. It's just a nice poison, people just scatter medicine. It's slander again.


"About poison, don't slander dong, Mba. Mira just give me milk," I.


"If it is not in poison, try to exchange the drink, I drink yours only" he asked. Eh failed dong like this. 


"You can shut up, can't you? It was noisy," protested Mas Lengga.


"This is your wife! Give me poison in the drink" recounted Mba Sinta. 


"That's fine, Mom. A lie! Your sin, Mba slander me that."


"Yes, tukeran has been bothered." Mba Sinta took my milk, I was forced to drink her milk. Weapon feeding time Mira, uh weapons eating her master.


"Pet drink" said Mba Sinta. Mas Lengga and Revan stared at the whimper.


I had to drink it.


"Kan, Abis Mba. Slander si," I was annoyed after spending it.


****


After a few minutes, my stomach began to signal the symptoms that should have occurred. 


Duuuuttt …. The sound of my farts broke the silence. Not strong I immediately ran to the room. I ignored the words of Mba Sinta who scolded me slovenly. I don't give a shit. The bathroom in the room is the right place.


****


Haduh .. relief. Apes again, apes again. Turn me back to the bathroom until I'm limp and helpless. 


Bruckk! I lay my body on the bed while still stroking my stomach.


"Why you?" asked Mas Lengga after entering the room without knocking on the door.


"Mules, Mom. Sneak," I replied limply.


"Don't milk Sinta you love real poison, yeah. Good weapon eat sir, sukur .. sukur ...," his god while cengengesan. It's really annoying to see his face like that. After picking something up, he came back out of the room.


"Where are you going, Mom?" ask me before he closes the door.


"To Sinta's room, today is Sinta's ration."


"At least not open the door again. Hahaha, sukur .. sukur …." I teased him back, he didn't answer and just passed by. Bodo agh, mending sleep sleepy lemes no koruan.


****


Just now these eyes will be closed after fighting in the bathroom. Eh Mas Longa back again.


"Turn back, Mum?" Though I know, Mba Sinta did not open the door of her room. Rasain hihihi.


"Love is asleep." he said and laid his body on the bed.


"Haha! Rasayn!" ledek.


"Whisper!" Tekak .. He ticked my head. I don't care if my stomach feels dull and painful again. Hiccup .. hik.


I screamed ... imagined the whole night guaranteed the bathroom.