My husband is High School 2

Failed vacation

After inviting him to eat at one of Gado-gado stalls on the roadside, this afternoon El invites Kinar to look at the cattle ranch and also the goat farm owned by his father.

"Aduh si aden dateng ni not saying oruh den, know that's the place mamang cleanin first." said mang Tono felt bad, not good, mang Tono is someone who trusted Ando to hold his farm.

"Not anything mang, the name of the farm must be dirty right, besides my wife the person is not disgusted with it."

"Wife, is Aden married?" mang Tono glanced at Kinar, then looked back at El questioningly.

"Yes, his name is Kinar."

"Shine, mang!" kinar said as he extended his hand.

"Eh, for a minute, sorry I washed my hands first!"

"Not to mang,!" prevent Kinar, grabbing the hand of mang Tono then in his greeting.

"S-I Tono non." replied the awkward Tang Tono.

After getting acquainted, and chatting for a while, El and Kinar also say goodbye to the mang Tono, to look at his father's cow.

"Funny El, the cow is fat, so I want to bring one to the house!" kinar said while stroking the head of the brown-haired cow.

"Anything is you baby, bring the cow home to taro where try?"

"Yes!" his reply was accompanied by a small ruckus.

"I did not expect that Dad had a lot of El company" said Kinar, who is now sitting on a plastic chair, while enjoying a glass of cane ice, from a trader, the usual ones rode in front of the alley before entering the ranch area.

"You want to hear a little story about dad?"

"What story?"

"About Dad's childhood." Kinarpun nodded, with sparkling eyes.

"But the story at Villa, yes, we go home first, it's dark!" El paid for the sugar cane, then rushed back to the villa.

Arriving at the Villa, El bathe first, while Kinar looking for food to cook, which provided bi Arum one day before their arrival there.

"Eumz is delicious!" said El who had changed into his pajamas.

"You eat first, I'll take a shower!" kinar said, while releasing the Apron attached to his body.

"Which, take a shower, then go!" the door, pulling Kinar's hand, to sit on a chair beside the dining table, Kinar also complied, and immediately took rice and side dishes for El and also for himself.

Both of them enjoyed the meal, without talking much.

"I washed, you took a shower!" El takes over the dirty plate in Kinar's hand, takes it to Kitcen sink, and then cleans it.

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"You owe me the same story El?" kinar said, while playing El's pajama buttons, while El was busy replying to several chat messages from his employees.

Feeling constantly ignored, Kinar was Inching his neck cup Gentle, making El immediately stop his activities.

"S-honey you_?"

"I why.?" reply Kinar, with a sinless face.

"You've pinter seduced husband, now?" his eyes were glaring mischievously.

"You're sorry, I want to hear stories about dad" he said.

"Judah here!" El pulled out Kinar's body, and then he slipped it on his chest.

"meaning?" Kinar looked up at her husband's handsome face.

"When I was a kid, I was left with Oma, and for a few years, I hated Oma, because she thought Oma didn't love me, and everything was revealed when my father married his mother,"

"And the father knew that, if Oma left because Opa was not able to meet the needs of the house, and from there the father was sent to make a business with capital to collect the pocket money that Oma gave Opa, because he didn't want to one day grow up and have a family with a lack of money, and end up like Oma and Opa."

El took a deep breath before going back to tell the bitter story of the father, actually he did not want to discuss about his father's past life that made him feel the pain, he really did not want to talk about his father's past life, but he already said to Kinar, that he would tell everything.

"At that time the mother accidentally found something in the warehouse, which made the mother curious, and in the end found out until it was completed, and it turned out that the mother's business was paying off, and it turned out, something that Opa hid for years from his father finally revealed, if it turns out secretly Opa married his ex-girlfriend who was pregnant by someone else."

"Well is El Opa Rendra?" Kinar looked at El in disbelief.

"Not Opa Rendra dear, this is the late Opa Jordy,"

"Dead-deceased?"

"Yes, Opa doesn't exist!"

"D-from when?"

"First year of the same mother's marriage."

Kinar was silent, he no longer asked, hearing stories from El alone his heart twitched in pain, could not imagine what it was like to be Ando, his father-in-law.

"Diem's cigarette?" he said, while submerging his face in the recess of Kinar's neck, inhaling the scent of Kinar that had become opium to him, and he unconsciously bit him slowly.

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"Ck, can't next time, you know I'm back in Bogor?"

"Ok ok!" El rubbed his face in a huff, while throwing his phone over the nightstand.

"Why,?" said Kinar, while raising a blanket to cover his innocent body the rest of his hot activities with El a few minutes ago.

El ruffled his hair in frustration, staring regretfully at Kinar, should he be able to enjoy his vacation in Bogor for an entire week, however, Bian just contacted him telling him he should come tomorrow afternoon to ArsenioCafe.

"All I'm sorry, baby, I'm so sorry!" El clasped his hands gently.

"Why are you?" tanyanya's confused.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow we are forced to go home, because Frans wants to see me, because the day after tomorrow he must return to London with his family."

"Whose francs?"

"Temen I was Junior High, but he settled in London, because his father was originally there."

"Yaudah is okay, next time we can come here again, but if your friend is not necessarily, he will often come to Indonesia." replied Kinar smiling sweetly.

"Aren't you angry?" ask El not to believe it.

"Why should I be angry?"

"Yes, because of me, our vacation failed."

"It's okay, I'm afraid I'm angry."

"Obviously I'm afraid, you know that if you're angry it's terrible, diem continues, making me go awry and confused, so I'm still dying in anger, you still want to talk to me more than diem,"

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