
"Sheat your clothes!" rasyid again. His emotions are already in the crown.
"Yes, Dad," said Solas slowly. Then put back the bra hook that was taken off by Tomi.
Tomi hurriedly turned off her hape. Rashid who had also seen Tomi's tape in a video recording position, snatched Tomi's hape.
"For what, Om?" ask Tomi.
Rashid doesn't care about Tomi's questions. He opened the Tomi gallery. And delete the video footage that just.
Not satisfied with deleting the video, Rashid still opened the other photos. And Rashid's eyes widened when he saw some photos of Laras in a state without a sheet of clothing. Rashid believes the photos were taken inside the bathroom.
Without any more ba bi bu, Rashid erased it. Unexpectedly also by Rashid, it turns out Tomi is a collection of nude photos of women. I don't know where he came from and how he got it.
And worse, his proud daughter became one of Tomi's collections.
"Now!" Rashid handed over Tomi's hape.
"Now, please leave this house!" rasyid shouted emotionally, without thinking any longer.
"Well!" exclamation Baras.
"But, Om....!" tomi protest.
Rashid no longer wants rejection.
"Clearned! You go into the room!" rashid's orders.
Barrels budging. This time he did not follow Rashid's orders.
"Wait moreover? I'm waiting for you to slap you, huh!" Rashid got more emotional seeing Laras not immediately move.
"Slap if it makes you satisfied! And Laras will come with Tomi if you kick him out!" sahut Laras out loud.
Niken bengong heard it. Since when can his obedient brother disobey orders?
Rashid was no less surprised. He didn't think that Laras would rebel.
Tomi was still silent in the seat. After breathing deeply, Tomi spoke as a gentleman.
"Don't worry, Om. I will take responsibility for my actions. I'll marry Laras soon." Tomi is also worried that Rashid is getting emotional and he is battered there.
Everyone who was there was dumb. Including the barrel itself. He never thought about marriage. Just dated this time.
"Married Barrel?" ask Rashid.
Tomi nodded. Because he already said that.
"What did you do to dare say you wanted to marry my son?" rasyid asked doubt Tomi.
"I'm a manager at a financial company, Om," Tomi replied lyingly. He was just a dept collector.
Rashid looked at Tomi from top to bottom. And Rashid remembered the car parked in front of his house. He's sure it's Tomi's car.
"Where are you staying?" Rashid began to lower his tone. Then we sat not far from Tom. Laras sat next to Rashid. Niken chose to sit on the floor.
From earlier Niken actually focused on seeing the chocolate cheese cake on the table. Here's his chance to take one. His throat had been gurgled many times.
"I live in the Raflesia complex, Om. But it's still an old man's house. Later if I am married to Laras, I can occupy the house of my other parents." Tomi begins to bully Rashid and his children.
"Wow! Sis Tomi's parents' house a lot?" Niken asked out of curiosity.
"Not much. There are only two. One is indeed for Brother later," replied Tomi. He's been lying, and he's been exaggerating. The important thing is that he can go home safely.
Baras smiled proudly. Not the wrong choice. Tomi is an established man and the son of a rich man.
"Yes already. Bring your parents here immediately. I don't want you guys to date too long. Very dangerous," said Rashid, then plucked a cake beam in front of him.
"Niken, make me some coffee."
Niken moved but his hands plucked the cake once more. Laras glared at him. This sister is so disrespectful. He had just eaten it one moment when he moved it to the plate earlier.
Niken just grinned and rushed into the kitchen.
"Well! Abis's coffee!" niken shouted from the kitchen.
"Buy at the front stall, son," said Rashid.
Niken is back in front.
Rashid pretended to stand up and reached into his pants pocket.
"Oh, Daddy's money abis. Haven't had time to get it at the ATM." Rashid sat back down.
"You got a little money, Tom?" rasyid shamelessly asks Tomi for money.
Tomi stood up and reached into his pants pocket. Then take out twenty thousand pieces.
"Here, Om."
Unabashedly too, Rashid took it and gave it to Niken.
"What's left for Niken, Tomi?" Setali three money with Rashid, Niken also shamelessly said it.
"Take it," replied Tomi.
Laras getting grumpy with Niken. Then he took the money out of Niken's hands.
"Let me buy it." The barrel immediately moved from his seat.
"I'm coming, brother." Niken ran after Laras who was walking hurriedly. He also wants the rest of the money.
"Ngapain is you? This is Tomi's money. My boyfriend." The barrel sped his way. Niken doesn't care, he follows Laras.
Arriving at Yanti's stall, Laras asked for two coffee sachets plus sugar. No need to buy sugar anymore. Because he knew that the sugar in the kitchen was running out too.
"How much Ma?" ask Laras.
"Three thousand, Ras," Yanti replied.
Laras gave up his twenty thousand. And received seventeen thousand in return. He casually gave his two thousand to Niken.
"Now, your rations!" Then Laras bagged the rest.
"Cock just two grand?" niken Protest.
The barrel glared at Niken, and left her just like that.
Niken stomped his feet in annoyance. He thinks he'll get more. He wanted to buy a cilok next to Yanti's souvenir shop.
Finally Niken could only buy two for the food that was worth a thousand.
Basic stingy. Underhand. Niken grumbled all the way home.
Barrel returned to his house and went straight to the kitchen. He made two cups of coffee. One for Rashid, one for Tomi.
"Thank you, Race" Tomi said.
"Dad's son is a pinter. Tom, it's not wrong of you to choose my son. Barrels are very diligent at home." Rashid praised Laras, his proud son.
"Yes, Om. Thank you for blessing us" Tomi said.
"When will your parents come here?" Rashid made sure of it again.
"Fastly, Om. Later in the afternoon if mom and dad are home, I'll talk about it" Tomi replied.
Rashid. Then he sipped his coffee. After that Rashid just remembered that his cigarette was up.
"You got a cigarette, Tom?" ask Rashid.
Tomi took out her pack of mild cigarettes from her shirt bag.
Unabashedly, Rashid brushed it.
"Enak also yes mild cigarettes," said Rashid after sucking it.
"Om, what do you usually smoke?" ask Tomi.
"I'm wearing a kretek cigarette. Yes understand, old man," said Rashid.
"Om, I'm going home first. There's work this afternoon" Tomi said. He will only return his friend's car.
"Oh yes. Be careful on the road. The cigarette is just left, yes. I haven't been to the ATM yet."
Tomi could only swallow her saliva. Nothing has been broken. Think Tomi.