
"What are you guys doing?" Farhan's eyes crossed sharply as the two twins were making plane-treatment using his important paper documents. Out of nowhere they got Farhan's briefcase, which was obviously a mess because the documents he was supposed to use for this morning's meeting were destroyed. Made origami toys by the two plain kids.
"Om Palhan, Cilla made a beautiful bulung for Om Palhan." The little girl exclaimed cheerfully like there was no sin. He approached Farhan and hugged his feet.
"Ello made a plane, Om!" exclaim Cello follow-up.
The innocence of the two children dampened Farhan's emotions at lightning speed. The man's heart warms again to see the sincere Cilla and Cello show their precious work for him.
Farha lowered her body. Kneel down and align her body with the twins. "Thank you, but the paper you're using is Om Farhan's important document. Now Om can't work because the paper has turned into birds and planes" the man said in a voice made as soft as possible. Though inwardly wanting to strangle them both.
Instead of feeling guilty, Cilla and Cello looked joyful. "Horay! Ello likes it if Om doesn't work, so he can play with us."
"Yeeeeee!" Cilla prancing along following the excitement of her brother.
Farhan let out a rough sigh, not so much sympathy for the two brats. It turns out that children and wives are very troublesome things. As long as Farhan is still actively working, maybe he will not think of having both. Wife and child. The two creatures were too terrible and became an obstacle in his business affairs.
"In a moment, yeah." Farhan wakes up from his position, reaches into a cell phone and contacts Rico for permission not to enter work. Not to forget he told Rico to tell the kariawan to make new copies of documents that have been turned into birds and planes. The important meeting that should have taken place at nine in the morning had to be postponed until tomorrow again. Farhan sighed resignedly with the fatal mistake that had just happened for the first time.
"Ck. At first they were funny, it made me want to have something like that. Ah, it seems like I'm crazy" muttered Farhan who had just slammed his body on the sofa. The man looked up at the ceiling of the family room. Then scooping the face while breathing as much air as possible.
"Mother's son why? Is it so early in the morning?" ask the mother who just came from the kitchen.
Farhan was silent, with his eyes pointing towards the files that had become birds and planes.
"Ah, my goodness! Is this the work of grandchildren, mother?" exclaim the middle-aged woman. He could already guess what had happened enough to see the frustrated look Farhan had shown. The man just put his shoulder out—malas.
"I'm sorry, you were busy cooking and forgot to take care of the kids. Their baby sitter is also allowed to go home. Sorry, my son!" Mother stroked Farhan—'s shoulder feeling guilty for her two grandchildren to the point of daring to infiltrate Farhan's study.
"Already, Bun. Maybe it's time I put myself together. Let's just say it's my karma that never visited them from childhood. My karma is against Mommy too" said Farhan. But the look on his face still showed a vexation that could not be expressed. In her silence, Mother was sure Farhan was holding back big emotions.
"Son, although they are sometimes very troublesome, they will be our helpers in old age. Who would take care of us and love us if not our children and wives."
Suddenly Farhan wanted to roll in the sand. Whatever the case, you always associate it all with a marriage.
For example, when Farhan had the flu, Mother said that Farhan needed a wife as a medicine. In fact, paracetamol alone is enough to treat flu.
There's more, when Farhan bad luck wakes up. Mother immediately linked Farhan late because no wife slept beside him. He forgot to set the alarm on time.
Ah, I don't know how many times you have discussed your wife and marriage at the opportunity. As if the two twin grandchildren are not enough to make the mother happy if Farhan has not contributed to the contribution of grandchildren.
Honestly, the presence of a very new mom made Farhan happy and confused. For the first time. Farhan felt the sensation of being forced into a full-time marriage. For him Farhan, someone who almost never obeyed the will of anyone including his own mother.
"Bun, Farhan has said how many times.for now, Farhan has not thought of marriage," said Farhan who has said it hundreds of times; where hundreds of times that Farhan said did not make the mother waver to stop forcing Farhan to marry.
"Until when, son? You've already stepped on the head of three. Fear mother hunt to death if you postpone your marriage continuously, even though mother would love to see you married," reply mother in action. He uses the words of terror that are often used in dramas and big screen fillm. The power of mother when said netizen.
Not to be outdone, Farhan tried to appease his mother with a sweet word. "Farhan must be married. Maybe Farhan's soul mate hasn't been born yet, Bun." Holding both shoulders, Farhan smiled and rushed into his own room. His head was about to explode thinking about the documents that turned into birds and planes, he did not want to be further destroyed just because of the babble of the mother who discussed it. Marrying.
After locking the bedroom door, Farhan dropped his rough body on the bed. Then take the phone to open the application watching his favorite stupid cartoon. When he was bored, Farhan always took the time to watch all the behavior and stupidity of Patrick—Spongebob.
"Basic fool!" farhan said when Spongebob and Patrick had just bought a teve, but they threw away the teve and took the card to serve as a means of hide-and-seek.
In addition to Patrick and Spongebob's scenes, Farhan also echoes the feud between the Krab lord and Plankton. Two food and beverage businessmen who make Farhan shake his head every time he sees it.
"Why aren't they right, anyway?" Farhan's eyes were still unmoved staring at the screen of his phone. Instead of setting up hundreds of malicious plans to steal a krabby patty, why not just buy it? "Bas stupid," said Farhan later.
Tired of getting hit, suddenly Farhan remembered the foolish girl not far from Spongebob Squarepant.
"What's that girl at this hour?" muttered Farhan. Shutting down his cartoon viewing app, Farhan turned to CCTV in his home apartment.
The man clenched his teeth in annoyance when he saw the whole apartment was a mess for the cow pen. The naughty girl is really unbelievable, just left for a few days is as good as her heart, Farhan murmured.
Instantly turning his face away, Farhan's cheeks glimmered in embarrassment as he saw Lisa undressing all her clothes. Leave the bra and panties in matching color, then back freely on the sofa.
"Crazy girl!" as Farhan with his chest up and down. His naughty eyes glanced back at the mobile phone. Farhan's heart beat even faster when he found Lisa lying naked, playing her phone in a relaxed style.
Farhan hurriedly closed the screen, then contacted Lisa who was behind there.
"What are you doing?" farhan asked a little nervously as he had just seen a forbidden sight that he should not have seen.
Ah, I just got home from college, sir. Oh yeah, when are you going back to America? ask Lisa from back there.
"I'm not coming back, you finish your college well. My company in Indonesia needs your performance. It's time for you to repay your favor to me," Farhan said a little harshly.
Well sir, Lisa replied back there.
"America is entering winter, it's best to wear thick clothes even if it's at home." Finally Farhan opened his voice.
Oh, thank you for your attention, sir. Lisa scratched her head behind the continent.
"Yes, don't forget your promise. Get the predicate you have to achieve if you graduate later. Take good care of yourself." The phone was immediately closed before the girl across the street answered. Farhan who was in a sitting position again threw his body. Pulling a blanket and sleeping still in a black suit that he used to wear for work.
Dog ... Dog ... Dog ...
A powerful pounding sound woke Farhan from his sleep. Men blinked in surprise. He turned his eyes towards the clock on the wall. It was eleven o'clock in the afternoon, where he began to sleep at eight in the morning.
With a lazy step. Farhan opened the door. It turned out that two ondol-ondol twins who wanted to invite him to play.
"Grandma!" cello shouted loudly. Typical sound of his crypreng out all. "Om Palhan's bed-wetting, Grandma!"
Farhan's eyes were perfectly patterned, looking down in embarrassment while examining his black material trousers.
"Shiits! It must be because of that damn dream," Farhan murmured.
"Grandma!" screamed Cello again.
Farhan hurriedly smothered the little boy's mouth. Then bring Cilla and Cello into the room.
This is dangerous, Farhan will be forced to immediately find the source of ammunition if you know this incident.
Cilla looked at Farhan with a disgusted face. "Om no pempes, huh? Eat it, kao bobo use empes first," said the little Cilla gave advice.
"Ello is going to granny .. is going to granny," said Cello who Farhan had guessed will complain to mother.
"Ssst .. don't be noisy," woo Farhan carefully. "Don't tell grandma yes, later if you both recite, om play to the amusement park," rayu Farhan full of hope.
"Really?" The cello was enthusiastic. Missing was his intention to complain Farhan wet his pants.
"Om scared in my grandma, huh? That's why it withers us" chirped the most sensitive Cilla lisp. Just like his papa.
Oh, I want it to feel Farhan explained. That he was not afraid of being angry. But afraid of being forced into marriage by mother.
"Yes, Om scared. Don't be pitted, yeah."
"okay, shit! We shut up, "Cello replied. The boy could not wait to be invited to play outside.
You guys sit on the couch first yeah, that's why we go for a walk after Farhan's shower." The man rushed to the bathroom. Clean something sticky and make the groin uncomfortable.
Such a thing should have been rare for an adult man of Farhan's age. But since he falls into the category of immortal zombies, he cannot channel what should be the needs of adults. Be, the CCTV tragedy that ended wet.
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