My Special Brother

My Special Brother
Dinner



"Assynnya!" michele shouted as she entered her house.


"Walaikumsalam," replied Crystal welcoming Michele, "Tumben came home spitty? it's monday."


"But, mama mah. Iceland came home spiffy in the crap. Coming home late on the lips, and my mom wants how to try? Yes, so the firstborn is always wrong" Michele mendrama said as usual.


"You want to be a smart and diligent child. That was enough for my mom. Don't go to the bar and don't go too far. You're Cel's daughter, don't mess this up" Crystal said.


"My mom is the most beautiful. Iceland is not kebo well, only sometimes like kebablasan aja his sleep. And also the Icelandic bars from which cob wong kalem is like this," Michele said in self-defense.


"Here you go, take a shower. Smell of the sun, we eat it." Crystal chose to pass immediately instead of continuing to argue with her child.


Michele just shrugged her two shoulders indifferently, then she hummed back as she walked towards her room. His mood was happy, so he continued to be radiant today.


"Sir Rasya uuhh, emees bangett anyway!" murmured Michele while resting her body on the bed. Her lips continued to smile as her eyes looked at the sky of her room.


The shadow of the moment he was in the library with Rasya constantly flashed in his mind, making his thin lips continue to curl.


Dinner time, all the big families gather. Including oma Ariel and opa Bian.


"Michele, how was your school darling?" oma Ariel asked in between her dinners.


"Okay Oma," Michele replied as well as chewing food.


"Good bun, so good until often called BK," continued Crystal sighed heavily.


"Gosh, it looks like opa's been out of the news a long way. How could Opa's beautiful granddaughter enter BK?" ask opa Bian.


"It could be opa, right Mr. Ferdy likes Iceland. That's why Iceland is often called there," he replied casually, immediately making both parents surprised to choke.


Hukk.uhukk ...


"The same mom Papa eats anything can be so painful," Michele shook her head.


"Icel, don't be careless when you talk! That could be slander later. And mom doesn't like it!" crystal said firmly.


"Mama's mom doesn't believe it. Mr. Ferdy likes Iceland, but Iceland doesn't want to. Iceland likes his same head of the osis. Good guy, seriously. Similar to Korean opa," Michele's story is so exciting that it unknowingly makes her opa and oma gawk in disbelief.


"Michele, you're a girl. Girls do not be so, must be calm and meek. Jesus, Crystal what did you have to crave?" asked if Ariel clucked at the behavior of Michele who since childhood never changed. remains innocent, ceplos and chatty of course.


"It wasn't Crystal that craved Bun, it was none of Michele's papa." Crystal replied glancing at Farel.


"Why am I?" farel asked in shock.


"Why papa's sister anyway. It's Mike's papa too!" said Mike who had been silent, finally opened his voice because of dizziness with adult chatter at the dinner table.


"Woahh, the tuyul boy has opened his mouth. It means everything has to be put on, okay continue eating!" Michele said, then finished the food.


If Michele is a type of child who is chatty and active, very different from Mike who has a cooler and more efficient speech. However, once all talk will not anyone be able to fight against him.