My Only One's

Moo Extrapaet #4

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"Sister, how noisy! What's outside?" Amara stroked her stomach which had been seen protruding at the age of five.

He sat in the living room with the television on, airing a talk show in the evening.

While Galang obeyed the words of his wife even though he had also just arrived.

A young man with a black motor stopped in front of his house and kicked the two-wheeled machine until it felt deafening.

The man folded his hands on his chest and waited for the young man to stop and remove his helmet.

"Cool right?" What turned out was that Arkhan was showing off his vehicle.

"Ck! It's noisy!" Galang muttering.

"So don't know, I'm really happy because I got this." The sister-in-law got off her bike.

"Turk!" said Galang again who returned to the house followed by Arkhan.

"So the bike came, it's over Papa told me to make SIM, Brother." The young man walked in line with him.

"Yes make it easy" replied Galang who dropped his body on the sofa near Amara.

"Who's riding the bike in front of the house?" The woman asked.

"Now, your sister is showing off."

"Duh? Are you allowed to bring a motorbike? Is his leg healed?" Amara looked towards the window.

"Udah is staying a little." Arkhan.

"Should not have just. Just recovered too, right, if anything how?" Galang took off his suit and then he sipped on the sofa handle.

"Take the exercise, brother."

"Exercise …."

"Come dong Kak, make SIM. Let me take the bike to school, it's cool." The young man sat next to his brother-in-law.

"New coming too, Ar. Why in the future?" Amara answered.

"Well, I want it now!" He shook Galang's arm like a child asking his father for something.

"Why not ask Papa? Let it be all." Answer the man.

"Papa also said that, I can't wait!"

"Patience is a little, after all, it's afternoon." Galang lay his back on the back of the sofa while staring at the clock on his wrist.

"Well, .. Can't that now, brother?" Arkhan was whining a little.

"Cannot. The place is closed from four o'clock, not to mention Friday. Most monday."

"Well, what is it? Ask who the cake is making help. Brother must have connections. What makes it quick is that I don't have to come for the test."

"Abroad! Who are you?"

"Well, is that usually too? Temen-teme I also make SIM know-know-how just stay use?"

He got up and straightened his body.

"Who do you think you are? Arfan Sanjaya won't let his children do that, because everyone has to go through the right procedures!" brightest.

"Can't you? The others are also …."

"They are not Arfan Sanjaya's children."

"So, others are free, especially the father is famous or has influence. But I why am I so hard to do anything? How to use procedure-procedure all over again, ah!! Opa I'm Nikolai." Arkhan with a annoyed tone.

"Who told you to be Arfan's son? Why don't you choose to be the son of another businessman if you want to?"

"Yeee ... Is that your sister? Where can I choose? Is that fate?" Arkan answered.

"Know that you should be aware. Not everything you can get easily. You are actually luckier than anyone. Good life, good school, facilities are there. What's again? Just stay according."

Arkhan looked grunting.

"You are one child, answer me if you say." Amara.

"Don't understand!"

"Not understanding what problem? You have been given permission to bring a motorbike once you are 17 years old, Brother after graduating from college can only get a permit to bring a car. Where's good? Why the hell? Patience for a moment does not hurt. The bike just arrived, right?" amara.

But the sister scrunched her mouth.

"Jangam arrive because of your behavior that is grumpy like gini instead make Papa narik again permission. Danger of it." Amara warns.

"Yes, don't come, dong!"

"Yes, that's why. Don't like it so Papa has an influence too. Mending if nothing happens. But if there's anything at all? Papa's name is ugly."

Arkhan.

"Prophe dong Ar. Don't want anything to be directly obeyed. So Papa has obeyed your will. It's been detained for a long time, right? What's wrong with appreciating according to, so next time if you ask for anything else is easy."

"Can't you now?" Arkhan asked again.

"Yes can't. Wait for Monday, continue to present the test time, after which you will get the SIM. It also can't be worn yet, but wait as hard as two weeks or a month until the police number for the bike comes out."

"Huh, lambaaaattt." Arkhan threw his head back.

"Enjoy it, as if the motor already exists" said Galang.

"Hm …."

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"Arkhan is still unstable, why did Papa even give him a motor?" Amara was already in bed while Galang had just finished dressing after cleaning himself up.

"The money is enough as Papa promised." The man broke his wet black hair and then touted on the edge of the bed.

"The money is enough, but the behavior is alay."

"Name also abege." He laughed softly. "And not all the kids are in your care, right? They have their own character that is different from each other. So you can't be hit flat."

"It's so good with Papa and Mommy. He's not as good as Ar."

"I said it was different too."

"Is it because he's a boy? So more rebellious then?"

"Hmm .. maybe."

"But among the four of them I saw Arkhan stand out the most. He was the bravest to see Papa. If it's Ann, even if she's ignorant but she's reckless. Aska most diem, if Asha is most spoiled." Amara laughs.

"All children cannot be equal." The barge shifted to his side.

"When will our child be? Will it be like me or like brother?" The woman rubbed her stomach.

"Our children, yes, it's the combination of the two of us. Could do it like you, or like me." Galang pinched the tip of his wife's nose.

"Don't you? Narcissistic."

"Well, isn't it? Time like Om Angga? Not likely. Ahahaha." Then the man laughed.

"Huss! Don't talk carelessly, brother. Not good to know?"

"reality is so. Is it planted shares of me all, yes there is the nature of others inside? It is impossible."

Amara laughed too.

"Aa want to go straight, Neng. Dingy. Do you want to miss it first?" He held up the pillow behind him.

"No need if you are tired, it will not be true kangenannya."

"No, I'm just as tired. This whole day the race shop really, the kids also up to the meter." Amara refused.

"Hm …." The man scowled.

"OK, Papa? Tomorrow again, huh?" Amara touched her husband's face while laughing.

"Yes already." He relented, and they both tried to sleep.

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"Sister!!" Amara several times shook the body of her husband who at midnight was soundly asleep.

"Sister, wake!!" said again.

"Sister!!"

"Hm …." Galang muttering.

"So don't get up!!" He shook it again.

"What the hell, Neng?" Galang immediately got up while breaking his head until his hair was messy.

"Wake up!"

"Yes, this is it. What do you want? Don't be weird, I'm tired!" mooed with annoyance.

"I want ice boba." replied Amara.

"What?" Gorge rubbed his face.

"I'm sultry, I want ice boba!"

The man glanced at the clock above the nightstand.

"Middle of the night, Neng?"

"Yes know, but I'm sultry."

"I turned on the AC?"

"Not that."

"Keep the ice boba like this all night?"

"I want that!"

"Where is anyone open?"

"Just want that. Beliin!" Amara whining.

"But Neng …."

"I want that, brother. I think it's good to be here, duh." Amara touched her own throat.

"But it's night, Neng. And I'm tired. Tomorrow, will I buy you a break?" Galang regained his senses and he almost closed his eyes.

"No!! Wants now!" But Amara pulled it.

"Sik or Neng! I'm tired of tea all day work, you don't want a macem!" React error.

"Aren't you going to buy it?" The woman answered him.

"Tomorrow!"

Amara shifted to the side of the bed and then went down.

"Where are you going?" Which made Galang finally wake up again.

"Take my hape." He limped to a table by the window where his phone was.

"Order online is not there either, Neng. Is it night?"

"Don't want to order online." Amara got her phone and she made a call.

"Continue?" 

"You asked Papa who bought it" he said, who made Galang's eyes round instantly.

"What?"

"Hallo's? Papa?" 

The man immediately got off the bed and darted towards his wife.

"Yes, I can't sleep because I want to …." But his sentence was cut when Galang seized the flat object.

"Hallo's? The ara? What was? Wh why? Are you sick? You need Papa to get there? Ara?" Arfan's voice was heard calling.

"Fuck? You're all right, right? Son?"

"Umm .. No Pah." Error had to answer it.

"What's wrong?"

Die me.

"Umm... It looks like we're going there tonight?" The sentence just came out of his mouth.

"What's? Why?"

"Umm ... only .. would like to stay overnight. Yep. Wanna stay the night."

"Something happened?"

"Aaa .. nothing. Just want to stay over." replied Galang again.

"Duh?"

"I tell you not to be surprised when we come." Galang.

"Ohh ...so? Okay, comehere!" arfan said in a happy voice.

"Ee .. Yes, Pah." And then the conversation ended.

"Huffthhhh! Almost just!" Galang rubbed his chest.

"Serious brother wants to stay at Papa's house? Is it midnight?" Amara also reacted.

"Umm ... let's find ice boba, but if you can't do it? We're staying at Papa's?" Galang.

"Aaaa .. Big brother is very good." The woman hugged her husband.

"i'm serious. It's already midnight. If there is no bobbin ice maker, do not get angry. Later if we get to the house Papa kamunya manyun thought there is nothing else?" Galang spoke to him slowly in anticipation of what might happen.

"Hu'um." Amara nodded.

"Promise no, don't be angry if there isn't?"

"Promise."

"Alright, then …." Galang soon changed clothes, and so did Amara.

Wearing thick clothes and a jacket that would protect them from the cold of the night, he immediately went to carry out the woman's wishes.

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