My Neighbor's Young Police

eleven

Queen and Gita were sitting on the couch watching Queen's favorite soap opera. Actually, Gita was a bit lazy to accompany her mother.

Usually the Queen is always accompanied by her husband if Aska is at home, but today, the only man in their house is not there, he came home late he said. As a result, Gita got a schedule to accompany mother.

Gita sighed in his breath, since half an hour ago from the show was started, Queen really like dissolving in the soap opera drama.

"It's really bad for people, fortunately you don't have adek. Fortunately also his sister mas Aska is very good, not like the tuh people." Cela Queen while pointing at the tv remote that she held tightly earlier on her flat television screen.

"Humans are always there fortunately bun. just relax" replied Gita casually.

Inevitably, why Dad can be so patient it accompanies the mother who always babbles, commenting on every scene he likes or the actor who makes him anxious.

"No, no, Git, mother tell me. Find a husband don't do that, plan. Come over here okay. Not your mother's blessing."

The mother's favorite daughter-in-law is also like that. Inner Gita.

And the moment the mother was silent, her eyes were completely focused on watching every scene.

"Ooh...." Lirih Queen quietly. His hands were cupped with the remote in the middle. "Sweet as a Git.. Try your dad like that."

Gita glanced at her mother who was smiling shyly.

"That's how bun?"

Without even looking at her son's face, Queen replied. "Yes, sultan, what to do. Purchased without having to ask."

"Daddy, by the way, don't blame fate."

"Mother is not guilty of fate." Queen hits Gita's arm slowly with the tv remote.

"That's how I said it."

"Mother is just expressing your heart." Bela Queen's.

"But..."

"Diem ya Git, don't talk, mother tells me this father."

Gita immediately focused her eyes on the phone screen. Refuse to continue, he said again.

Open the messaging app and choose the name Farhan as the destination.

Gita ; p.

Soon he got a reply.

**Farhan ; Why Ta?

Gita; Bad mood**

After the message shows a punctuation mark, the incoming call from Farhan appears on the screen of Gita's phone.

"Who?" Ask Queen.

"Farhan." Answer the Gita briefly. He took a green picture.

"Bad mood why ?" Farhan asked directly at the core.

"Nih, again nemenin mom watch soap opera."

"Oh.. I guess why."

"Where are you?" Tanya Gita is suspicious.

"Again outside, gather together temen."

"What time is it?" Gita glanced at the wall clock behind her back.

"It's still afternoon, baby.."

Oh my god the boy.

"What the hell are you."

"Oh my goodness..His ideal husband...." Arrived the mother spoke softly while embracing the hands of the Gita. Makes the Gita more want to move from its place now.

"Mother why?"

"By pubescent two." Gita glanced at the mother and immediately got a reply from the Queen's eyes.

"No, no, Git. Mommy just likes acting the same."

"Yes bun.."

"Em.. Have you eaten yet?" Ask Farhan.

"Udah." Gita knows, now Farhan is with his girlfriend who and who, Gita never told.

But Gita felt Farhan did not mind their chat on the phone at this time.

"Em... will you pick up tomorrow?"

"Not to,"

"Why?"

"Whispering the hell you Git, can diem ga? Because of you." Queen pointed at the tv screen. "They misunderstood again. They become, and they get better." Queen almost sniffled.

"Paan the hell bun.." I looked at Gita slowly, but Farhan could hear.

"Prophey, baby..."

"Assynoltomodel.." Aska's voice saved Gita's world instantly.

"Dad..." Gita stood up, hugging her father.

Aska who just came home immediately got a hug from the baby, making her lips smile happily.

"Mariju." Syndicate Queen.

"Sorry, old man." Aska kissed Queen's forehead, then thrust out the parcel she was carrying. "Dad buyin meatballs, to inget mother was on the road.

"Ouch. his sultan Mother... Without having to be asked directly in buyin.." Ledek Gita, before moving to his room with a call that is still connected to Farhan.

"Gitaaa. look out for ya." Pekik Queen's.

Queen hugged her husband, peeked at his cheek for a while. "Thank you, my dear."

"Don't you love that?" Aska.

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