My Neighbor's Young Police

sixteen

"Mother" Great-grandson Gita slowly. One hand supported his head with the elbow resting on the back of the chair. He was sitting relaxed with his father and mother in the middle room.

"Have you ever lost your heartache?" Reciprocity. His mind was floating on a figure of a man who had accompanied his day since childhood.

When he picked her up, he asked her for permission to go with the most popular women in their school. Doesn't Farhan have a girlfriend? Why did he go with another woman? Come onl.. That guy's still splintered. The boy is smaller than the age of Gita, but has dared to play with many women. He has not attended the same school for a year.

"I think I'm feeling sick again deh bun..."

Slowly, but clearly Aska heard it.

"Don't worry about Git. I was a little girl, saying hurt." Aska flicked the child's forehead slowly just her wayang.

"Sick dad.." Rengek Gita, while wiping his own forehead. "Mother.father is fierce."

"It's not bad, baby..." Queen's smile dampened Aska's momentary emotions. "But your father is a bad boy." Queen's eyes were staring at her husband.

"I'm sorry, but please.I think Gita is a little late to get sick gini. He wants to graduate from high school, is old enough in my opinion." Queen seemed ordinary when she said it, without realizing the change in her husband's face.

"Yes a bun. Dad's a colot."

"Ira. Don't teach her weird weird kid.." Aska. From the tone of her speech, Queen knew, her husband could not be asked to joke anymore.

"Daddy slide down therean. Or go to the room first, I want to talk to my dearest son first..." Queen pressed her cheek with Gita's cheek.

"No, Ra."

"Maassa..." Now the Queen touches the palm of Aska's hand that is docked together. "We're in the process of maturing again, so he needs a place to make a story." Their gazes are clinging.

Aska knew that gaze, the Queen was being serious this time.

"Don't tell weird stories like Gita."

"Yes my dear..." Queen winks spoiled at Aska. The man then moved after kissing Gita, then moved to kiss Queen's cheek later. "I'm waiting in the room" she whispered slowly.

After Aska goes into the room, Queen turns her full attention to Gita.

"Try the same story mother, what else you experience now."

At first, Gita hesitated. But the problem of his heart this time concerns the man who has always been betrothed by his mother and best friend.

"Farhan is a playboy deh bun candidate.." Gita.

"She hasn't been in school for a year, but there are a lot of girls who are close to her. Tonight she's going with the most wanted girl in my school, my generation you know bun..." Gita is evading her emotions.

"You jealous?"

"It's not jealousy bun. but it's a bit like that ngedengernya."

"Where do you know?"

"She herself bun who told me the same story this afternoon. Not very sensitive to be a guy. I don't know if he feels like me. Not clear!" Gita evaporated her emotions, she leaned her body hard on the back of the sofa.

While the Queen just smiled at the behavior of her son.

Quickly, Gita brought her body closer to Queen. Forcing their eyes to look at each other.

"Mother never hurt? Or in cheating on the same ex-boyfriend mother fitting again unfortunately pity.." Gita silent for a moment "Or. Dad never cheated on you when you were dating first? Mother and father have never told you about your youth."

The Gita question is simple. It is very common for people who are in a vent session. He will ask about what happened to him, to find answers to his problems. But unfortunately.. Queen's mind floated on the happenings in the past. When he willingly opened his heart to other men, even though he was in a relationship with other men.

How's that lovely ex?

"Bentar bun.." Gita looks at the screen of her phone, when Farhan's name is seen, just immediately he answers her call.

"What?" Gita answered cynically.

"it's ten o'clock, why haven't you slept?" Farhan's voice was firm.

"Ngapain nanya, by itself is still wild outside."

"I'm a Gita man. Tomorrow is also still school, yes, your study schedule is getting crowded!"

"No need to be so smart, I'm older than you."

"Yes, you know what's old. What else?" Farhan relented, his tone already softened.

"Talk to your mother."

"Well, again talk to me for sure." Farhan sighed fretfully. "Don't ngadu who don't ya Gita darling.I'm not naughty really. Just passing by in his paradise world, stopping by for a while and keep coming home. Really, I'm not a macem." Obviously it's long.

"Fear of getting mad at your mother for sure.." Gita glanced at her mother with an ignorant smile on her lips.

"I don't want ya, fired from his mother's favorite daughter-in-law."

"Yes bodo very.." Gita got up from her seat, kissed the short Queen cheek while speaking without a sound, just the movement of her lips. "I went into the room first, bun. night."

The queen nodded with a smile.

"You don't want me to mention the macem macem, I have to be my goodboy.." Gita's last words that Queen heard, then closed the door to her room.

While the Queen was still still in place, her thoughts had suddenly drifted to a few years ago. It was as if Gita's words had brought back memories she had forgotten.

Queen is still trapped in her past memories, she is stunned, silent without caring about the circumstances around her at this time. He also did not know the arrival of Aska who was now there, sitting next to him.

"Yourself.." Call gently. His hand rubbed the Queen's front hair. It seemed to be pulling his focus back.

"Think what the hell, seriously really." Aska stared directly at his wife's black bead.

"Eh, um.."Queen smiled for a moment "I don't think what's going on." she continued.

"Sleep yuk. It's malem."

Aska woke up first, her hand gently pulled Queen's right hand, inviting her to get up immediately from her seat. But Queen resisted Aska's movements. Without breaking eye contact, Queen said. "Mas.. Arya how are you?"

"Why?"

"I miss."

Queen's short words, made Aska pause for a moment. Only briefly Aska was silent, after that without the aba or Queen's approval, he then cupped both Queen's cheeks, then dyed it briefly. Several times Aska gave a brief kiss, before finally he decided to deepen the kiss, changing with ******* which was deep and a little demanding. As if he were channeling a taste in his.

Queen did not know what happened to her husband, she was not ready with the kiss, her husband's change of attitude overwhelmed her with Aska's treatment.

Until Aska felt Queen was overwhelmed in breathing, then she stopped her movements.

"Don't say kangen to other men. Even if it's Arya. It hurt my heart." Mumbled wailing. His face was only a few inches from Queen's face. His little wife just nodded slowly for a moment.

Aska again kissed Queen's lips briefly, before holding the Queen ala bridal. Bring her into their room.

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