My Fancy Beloved

Permission to Camer House

"Eh! Om," Tio gasped in surprise. He also scratched his temple which was not itchy.

"Who are you going to ask permission from? Went where? Why?" berlong mr Yuan. He put on his weird face.

Tio only scowled in the droves of such questions. While Angga pretended to be staring at the twilight sky with a slow stomping of his toes. Tio also nudged slowly Angga's arm as code. However, the one in the code is even funny and pretends not to hear. Tio was furious at the attitude of Angga.

Mr. Yuan felt that something was being hidden from the two boys in front of him. He ordered Angga and Tio to get in the car and go home.

"If no one wants to talk, we'd better go home. It's late in the afternoon, and Ashar's time is up!" tell Mr. Yuan and open the car door immediately.

Angga went straight inside, while Tio was still outside. He was caught looking at Angga who had no intention of helping him at all. Angga deliberately did this so that Tio tried even harder to fight for his love story. Jiahhh

"You want to stay here, Yo?" asked Mr. Yuan after lowering the windshield.

"Eh! Yes, Om. I'm coming home, kok!" hurriedly Tio went straight in and sat down beside Angga.

Angga just stared out the window. He was holding back the tightness of his chest to hold back from laughing loosely. Indeed, he was playing a show to further convince his indifference to Tio. Friends whom he considered to be brothers.

After a distance of approximately twenty minutes they arrived at the halfway house. At four o'clock in the afternoon local time. Mr. Yuan and the two boys followed his steps towards the door. After the door opened, they went inside, then took turns cleaning themselves in the bathroom.

Tio was unpacking the contents of Angga's bag to find the flaw*na da*lam and finally met. However, the colors he encountered were pink and yellow. Tio chose to wear a black shirt first. He will ask where Angga keeps the other color. With the towel still wrapped around his waist, Tio dried his head with a small towel.

Not long after, Angga entered the room. He saw the contents of his bag scattered on the bed. Then looked at Tio who was still wearing a towel.

"Why don't you wear pants?" ask Angga.

"Where are the color pants for me, Ga?" ask Tio. He hung his little towel on the side of the wall with a special rope like clothesline.

"This, what?" Angga throws a pink color towards Tio and is immediately caught.

"Not wrong, is it?! Cook the color like this, anyway!" babble Tio. He threw it back to the bed. While Angga grabbed the pants that are yellow and immediately put it up.

"Down with why, anyway. Lots of protests!" angga Sahut.

"You're so ugly, anyway. Where are the other colors? I don't want to make this color!" tio Tukas.

"Pinjem just as papa if you want another color!" answer Angga lightly.

Where could Tio be willing to borrow some pants belonging to Mr. Yuan, which is clearly larger than the size of his butt. There's a bulldoze if he wears it.

Inevitably, Tio finally grabbed the color and wore it. After that, he grabbed the same casual pants modeled with Angga. Because all the clothes that Tio wears are the property of Angga. His clothes are all at the airport. Whether it has been thrown in the trash or made into bad things he does not know the news.

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After the Maghrib prayer, Mr. Yuan started cooking for dinner with the help of Angga and Tio. They cooked vegetables that their son had bought this afternoon in the vegetable field. After struggling for less than an hour, the food has been served and ready to be eaten. They started eating in silence. It didn't take long for the men to spend the rice on the plate.

"Om" call Tio. They just finished dinner.

"Emm, uh,..." Tio scratched his non-itchy neck. He was confused about putting together the right words. His eyes glanced at Angga who was cool nyemilin long boiled beans in cocol sambel cayenne pepper geprek. Tio hopes to get help from Angga. But, Angga even cool with the food.

"Hmm, papa's chili is always the best!" puji Angga's. He looked at Tio at a glance. Then again bribed the boiled long beans into his mouth. Her lips are jontor because they are spicy.

"What are you looking at?! Wanna?" Angga brandished long beans that have been chocolated to Tio.

"Oh!" hiss Tio. He was really upset by the behavior of Angga.

Mr. Yuan who had observed the behavior of the two who had resembled a cat and mouse cartoon can only shake slowly.

"What are you talking about, Yo? Don't hesitate. Om said to you once, that you are already considered your own child." Light sir Yuan.

"Hehe, yes, Om. Me, emm,..." Tio hesitated.

Angga was done with his snack, he packed dirty dishes and brought them back. The task of washing dishes is always handed over to Angga and done well. Big dream son in-law.

"You got a problem? Just tell me, Om will listen and give a solution. Are you still thinking about your problems with your papa?" ask mr. Yuan seriously.

Tio shook his head. He looked towards the kitchen door, he was still waiting for Angga who never finished washing dishes.

"You don't have to worry about your papa's business, Om will take care of everything. You can still go to school as usual, you don't have to think about it." Continue mr Yuan.

"He wants permission to go to the house of the future-in-law, Pa!" chirps Angga from behind the bulkhead door. He was drying his hands with a washcloth.

Tio and Mr. Yuan simultaneously stared at Angga. Tio glared at the frontal speech of Angga. While Mr. Yuan turned to look towards Tio. Finally, Mr. Yuan smiled faintly and rubbed his chin slowly.

"You got a girlfriend, Yo?" ask mr. Yuan. Tio even became wrong at being asked like that.

"Young,..." Tio can only grin. He was ashamed and lowered his head. Staring at the feet he piled under the table.

"Had, Pa. And she just found out that her in-laws' house is in the area!" connect Angga. He sat back in his original chair while looking at the lowered Tio.

Tio's face warmed up, he felt embarrassed as if he had caught a salty fish in a neighboring stall. His fingers twisted each other. In his heart he cussed Angga whose mouth does not use a filter when talking.

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