My Fancy Beloved

Longs

After he finished disturbing his niece, Chandra sat down with her brother who was chatting.

"Yes, my friend, that's good fur. Smooth and soft" continued Chandra on the discussion of his two brothers.

"Yes Chan, that Arya doesn't believe me anyway." Aunt Cahyani confirmed.

"Well, tomorrow we buy that." Uncle Arya said.

"Yes, really good. But we must take care of him, brother. Routine anyway, let him keep his fur pretty." Chandra Timpal.

"Ah, if the serepot is not!" keep uncle Arya.

"Loh, gotta be a big brother! I want to have one, "aunty Cahyani put on as blank an expression as possible.

"Well, that's how it looks. How can you refuse!"

"Hahaha, let's buy! buy it! buy it!" support Chandra on her brother-in-law's decision.

"Asikk, so buyin." Aunt Cahyani smiled cheerfully. Like a child who is given toys with his parents.

"All right, all right." Uncle Arya relented in the end.

They were talking about the furry Angora cat, because it was the cat that Aunt Cahyani was very enthusiastic about wanting to have the animal. Although not everyone likes the type of hairy animals.

The name kepengen should be in part so as not to affect later. That's if said the person who was cravings.

Pricil finished with his afternoon meal, he immediately returned to his room, took a towel and went to the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Pricil sat in Teve's front room. His uncle and aunt had disbanded from their afternoon chat. Chandra came back to his nephew.

"Well, something is already fragrant! humm" Chandra sniffed closer towards Pricil's hair.

"Damnah! cluttered. Take a shower, uncle stinks!" Pricil avoided the sniffles from his uncle. Is a cat, wear a sniffing event. Basic Chandra.

"Hand it a long time ago, want to look at the beautiful angel who came down from this coconut tree." Chandra cooing pricil's nose.

"Where is the angel of the coconut tree. There's that from uncle's shadow" Pricil interrupted Chandra's speech.

"That means you were from khayangan dong!"

"That's right," Pricil pushed Chandra's shoulder away from him. 'Really, this one uncle is very annoying turns out.'

After teasing her nephew, Chandra returns to her home. Pricil was alone in the house, his uncle and aunt were away.

'You do ya. Watch Teve there is no exciting event' said Pricil in his heart. He decided to go to the room. Back he busied himself with textbooks.

***

Tonight is so beautiful, the stars that are studded in the sky radiate beauty with the light of the moon. Pricil was sitting under a leather tree looking up at the sky.

He began to miss, longing for togetherness with his parents. It didn't feel like he'd been living in this house for a month, with his uncle and aunt. He wants to be able to find money soon, in order to buy a cell phone. His whole life without that one flat object, although the people around him can give him an alternative entertainment. But, it's different.

Pricil remembers the pieces of trouble that happened so he could stay here with his uncle and aunt. It feels so sad.

Pricil still enjoys the beauty of the sky without paying attention to the surroundings. He did not realize that someone who was sitting next to him was looking up there.

Before long Pricil began to feel drowsiness, he yawned. The cold weather on this silent night, adds to the impression of a deep longing. He wants to go to sleep so he can dream well. Who knows by sleeping, he can meet the prince. Uh! with family in the village.

Pricil began to lower his gaze from the sky, and he was about to stand up. Suddenly someone blocked his arm. Pricil was shocked, and he immediately turned his head to the side of the bully of his arm.

"Ehh! uncle again apparently ngusilin I ya." Pricil rolled his eyes lazily. Again, this uncle was harassing him.

"Where are you going, sit down again." Chandra pulled Pricil's arm to sit back in place. Chandra's side sits.

"What thought Sil," asked Uncle Chandra in a soft voice.

"Nothing," a softened voice came out from Pricil's tiny lips.

"The face is bent like that dry laundry,"

"Me.. just kangen." Pricil lirih.

"Who's kangen, your father and mother are the same" Chandra responded in a soft voice as well.

Pricil just nodded, he lowered his head to divert the feeling in his da da that felt crowded. Asphyxiated by longing, tears wanted to rush out of both of his eyes. Pricil quickly blinked his eyes so that the tears did not drip.

Chandra embraces Pricil's shoulder, he gently caresses it. In order to give a feeling of calm to his nephew.

Pricil did not rebel, he just kept quiet with the treatment of the uncle. Finally, his feelings calmed down a little. The uncle took his hand off his nephew's shoulder.

"Uncle" said Pricil, looking into Chandra's eyes.

"What a Sil," Chandra also returned Pricil's sad gaze.

"How to get rid of the feeling of longing?"

"Hmm?" Chandra who was asked like that frowned. Then he smiled warmly.

"Cock smile," Pricil blurted his lips.

"Try on smiling,"

"Hmm," Pricil pulled his lips up to reveal his artificial smile.

"Well, that's sweet. If that miss is thought, it will not be missed. Try to meet new can lose his longing."

"When are you the same mom I played here" pricil muttered, but could still be heard by his uncle.

"You're patient, yes" he put his arm around that shoulder again, and stroked gently. Very eager for Pricil to hug his uncle this nosy. But he did not dare.

"Yes, go in. It's really malem,"

"Yes uncle, thank you" Pricil began to stand in Chandra's footsteps who also straightened up.

"Good rest and sleep, yes" with a very sweet smile Chandra displayed and he stroked the top of Pricil's head.

Pricil smiled a little, then he went inside the house. He locked the door and entered his room.

Once inside the room, he changed his clothes with shorts and a tanktop as usual. Because he was more comfortable sleeping with such skimpy clothes.

Chandra did not return home, but instead sat on the porch of her sister's house. He smiled at his own smile remembering the incident he had just experienced with his nephew.

Although he felt stubbornly holding and stroking Pricil's shoulder, but he managed to do it very calmly. Not groggy at all.

The smile still stuck to his lips, he walked back to his house. Go into the room and immediately hug the bolster. The shadow of Pricil's face was so adorable to him, he hugged it tightly as if it were the body of the nephew. And he kissed the squid very gently.

Squeeze the bolster glove with his fingers, still kissing the tip of the bolster gently. He didn't realize why he was like that. His nephew had already made him feel a strange feeling in his heart.

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Hayoo, you're doing Chandra. The author is amused to see you smell the bolster in such a way.

Don't forget to leave a trace. Kiss.