My Father is Not a Criminal

Part 43's

"Why be surprised, Beb?" ask Dessy while grinning.

"Eh, no really. I thought you'd come alone, didn't think you'd bring a friend. Come on in, Dess, Rio!" invite Nabila.

"Where's mom, Bil?" ask Dessy.

"Mother in the back, again make a cake to paint. Your favorite, right?"

"Horee, I'm I'm the mother!!" said Dessy who ran straight to the kitchen.

Rio looked at Nabila to make the girl misbehave, to let Rio enter with a stuttering voice.

"Ma...Brother Rio!"

"Thank you, Bil," Rio said as he walked into the house and sat on the mat.

"Before a minute, sister, Nabila make a drink. Rio must be thirsty!"

"Yes, Bill. Thank you, yeah."

Nabila also passed into the kitchen, making drinks for Rio, as well as food. That guy must be hungry, because lunch hour has also passed.

"Mom, it's a really good cake. Can't Dessy ask to be brought home?" ask Dessy with her mouth full of cookies.

"How come, what the hell don't you love for Dessy?"

"Cie cie, Mom's really slacking now, the language."

Dessy and Mother laughed together, while Nabila just smiled as her hands were busy stirring tea for Rio.

"That's for Rio, you get soto aja, Bil! Because the rendang mother makes a bit spicy, not sweet as usual, Grandpa again wants to eat spicy he said," ordered Mother. Nabila just nodded.

"Yeah, Mom yeah...Dessy was not offered to eat, even Kak Rio who was taken care of. Dessy's hungry too, Mom!" dessy protest while pouting.

"That stomach what sack, five painter's abis still say hungry?"

"Emang Dessy's gone five, ma'am?"

"Count it yourself! This is a printout for seven cookies, all of you picked up and put the plate down. How many are left?" mother asked while pointing at the plate in front of Dessy.

"Live two seeds anyway" said Dessy, scratching her head and grinning.

"Where are the five?"

"Don't know, Bu. I've moved times, not hard on the plate," replied Dessy.

"Yes, move. Move to your stomach which is like a nine-month-pregnant mother" said Nabila.

"You're saying I'm fat, Bil?"

"No, you're slim, Dess. Very slim, until your body is like an advertising star," replied Nabila kalem.

"Well, that's dong! You must have a friend like an advertising star!" dessy jumawa said.

"That ad you know, Dess: my clothes were, it's not like this, but it's not enough anymore."

Mom and Nabila laughed, but Dessy still had a sullen face. The girl also bites the cake painter violently, because upset is said to be fat.

"You want to eat soto too, Dess?" asked Nabila as soon as her laughter stopped.

"You want me to actually be an advertising star?" ask Dessy sewot.

"Well, if you don't want to, eat your paint! Let's become ad stars faster."

Nabila left Dessy who was upset and her mother who was still laughing to see the behavior of her son and Dessy. Nabila brought a bowl of chicken soto and a glass of sweet tea for Rio.

"Where's Dessy, Bil?"

"There, again help me make a cake. Help him eat, he's only been out half a dozen."

"What the hell, Bil? What's hungry doyan?"

"Emang is Dessy's favorite snack, so I deliberately made it for her, in addition to making a show later tonight, of course."

Rio ate his soto in silence, the guy would love to come to the memorial event tonight the hundred days of the death of Pak Bakir, but his mother would not give permission.

"Yes, Brother Rio ate first! If you let me go back, help me."

Rio just nodded, while continuing his meal. The guy was also brainwashing, thinking of a plan to come later tonight.

"Kok come here, Ndhuk? Rio you live alone?" ask Mom wonder.

"He's a big one, isn't he, Mom? Should the time be accompanied? Some of us are busy, a lot of work, if Nabila continues to accompany him, who helps Mom?"

"You forgot that there was me?" ask Dessy who is still irritated.

"You were just helping out to eat. Come on now help me put these cookies in the box!" take Nabila to Dessy.

"Ready, Miss Boss!"

Mom just smiled and shook her head, they both did so when they met, like to chat and tease each other, but a little later it was back together.

"Why did you bring the Warts here, Dess?"

"Huh? Whose warts, Bil?"

"Who else would it be if it wasn't Brother Rio?"

"I don't push, he's following himself, '" elak Dessy.

"It's impossible for him to come alone, if you don't invite him," grumbled Nabila.

"Really, Bill. He came to our class, asked you, yes I said if you did not enter because at your house there would be an event for you. And he said he wanted to come. He also called my mama, told me not to get picked up, because he's gonna take her home."

"Oh that's it."

"Cie.cie.cie, it seems like someone is jealous," said Dessy.

"What the hell, Dess? But.emang Kak Rio is more pantes dating you deh, Dess. You guys are equal, your mama is also good friends, less let alone try?"

Dessy looked at Nabila, there was a bit of sadness on her best friend's pretty face. Dessy knows, until now, Nabila has not been able to forget Rio, and vice versa. The two of them still loved each other, and were forced to separate due to circumstances.

"So, are you thinking that Rio's sister is dating the same, me?"

"Iklhas really, Dess. You really are compatible, the handsome one, the beautiful one, the rich one's son again."

Nabila's face looked even sadder after saying so. In her heart Dessy wanted to laugh, but was held back by her. The girl wanted to avenge Nabila who had been fat, Dessy was still hurt.

"Yes if you like it, so we have no more obstacles if you want to be. Rio and I just don't want to be said friends eat. You're my best friend and Rio's your ex."

When Nabila sighed, his face looked more cloudy, even his eyes began to look teary, Dessy actually pity to see it.

"You're actually still a pity, aren't you, Brother Rio?"

"No, Dess. He's just the past to me. Anyway, he's too high for me to reach. You know for yourself, what is the attitude of his mother Kak Rio on Nabila the prisoner?"

"Yes, I know, Bil. But his attitude to Nabila Aunt Anna's niece, different again right?"

Rio who accidentally heard the conversation of Dessy and Nabila became furious. The guy clenched his hands, because it felt bad to have a mama like Aunt Hesti.