Naughty Girl Om Doctor
Remembering the past
"Mii, Gale can't really cook. Pake brought yam where a sack again!" his tongue clucked, and his head shook.
"That can't cook you, not Fatur or your mother-in-law. That's why study!" replied Shania cynically, this daughter when to learn to cook for her own husband?
Momy Sha patted her hands together calling Roni,
...Prokk..prokk!...
"Ron, please get transported to the trunk of his car bang Fatur!" shania Pinta.
"Ha-ha-ha! My mother's sadist, call a rich man a gacoan pigeon!" gale's laughter was proud. Fatur gave a small laugh at the behavior of his mother-in-law.
"Sha, call the tuh, samperin the person," said Arka.
"Capek mas ah, if it can be from far away, why must be samperin first!" answer Shania.
"Best! That's Gale's momy! Mama you're my role model!" Gale gave his thumb to his mother.
"Momy is the same child" murmured Arka.
"New father awake?" asked Andro flatly, Mr. Hadi smiled to see the formation of the Arka and Shania family arrangement. He is the living witness of the somersaults of his second world, Arka and Shania as heaven and earth, but both are able to make that far difference, into a unity that actually makes people ngiri.
"Bang, a lot of studying with the father, how to be a female handler model ka Gale," said Andro who sat next to Arka and Pak Hadi on the porch of the house.
"Sip!" reply Fatur.
"Dih, your vocabulary is not good, model girl..I mean what model girl?!" sengak Gale's.
"Modelan lid pan, noisy if slammed!" answer Andro.
Gale glared, "indiscriminately! Mii, Andro, why do we model the lid of the pan!" Gale was about to grab Andro, but was blocked by Fatur and his father, while Andro was already laughing.
"What if the pancake presto mah! Pake throw maling make bonyok! If momy closes the pot, you mean the handle of the small pot so that it fits hold the hot pot," replied Shania Santuy.
"Ha-ha-ha, it's a rich wart model!" gale's Laughter.
"Oh, momy."
"Canda, the son of his handsome momy gave birth to father, lengga deh.cakean father, father who makes his dough the same momy!" Shania ruffled her youngest child's hair.
"Momy ihhh, can be censored dikit ngga it's mouth! Hot ihh!" Gale fanned his face, the article was there Fatur and the others.
Rita tea can not be separated from laughter, nature, vocabulary Gale and Shania always able to make the atmosphere of the cottage feel again in the eyes of mothers se Rt, rame!
"Ready mom! Which Fat brother's car is it?" ask this 15-year-old. He looked like a kabayan, a sheath running from shoulder to waist and a black peci he turned.
"Yahhh, neng Dara returned home mah Pondok deserted again!" said Rita's tea hugged Gale as the two bailed.
"Yes tea, Gale can not be absent for long. Afraid to miss the lesson because you want to test, males if you have to speed system! It's not a racer" he replied.
"Teteh do'ain cepet pass, let later here bring good news!" he raised his eyebrows, Fatur raised his smile as well as the adults, but not with Gale who was galfok.
"Amale!!!!" Amenities hard.
Gale and Fatur paid their respects to everyone. The penny lights are on, the car moves leaving the cottage area.
"Well, can't you wait? Is it so fast?!" ask Fatur.
"Yes dong! Deg-degan!" enthusiast Gale.
"You'll get home from here!" pinta Fatur's.
"What?" gale asked frowning, Fatur grinned.
"Ih, weirdo!" muttered Gale.
After playing baseball, the drama was afraid of being dibu_nuh while screaming Gale finally fell asleep. Go wear shoes, go home nyeker alias barefoot.
Eve began to feel hot in the car, because since then the car has only moved creeping between the streets of the capital.
"Where is this bang?" gale asked, narrowing his eyes due to the glare of the rear lights of the car in front of them.
"Udah in Jakarta," replied Fatur, unsealing the drinking water and giving it to Gale, he also drank from the same bottle as Gale.
Gale's eyes were pounded on some street children on the right side of the red light.
Newspapers, bells, tissue and kanebo became their fighting tools, to scavenge fortune. Suddenly his heart felt beaten with tens of kilos, crushed in a split second, remembered the picture of little Fatur must have been like that first, with a shabby shirt, a haggard face, tired, sunburned skin, sunburned, dirty body and certainly hungry stomach. Gale looked towards the side view where there was a reflection of himself, comparing the children to his old self, how lucky he was to live well and be surrounded by people who loved him. Whatever Gale wants, will always be fulfilled, without the need to bother looking for money.
"Bang, can you do it first at the resto, no?" gale asked, her index finger pointing to one of the restaurants with blinding floodlights pointing at the large letter M.
"You hungry?"
After the traffic began to move smoothly, Fatur turned the steering wheel according to Galexia's request.
The girl came down in flip-flops, there was no shame for Galexia, because for her the shame she had thrown away.
"What do you want to drop?" ask Gale before he really leaves.
Fatur shuddered indifferently, "it's up to Gale aja," for Fatur all the same, when he was small or already big, when he was still difficult or had become what he is now. This place will only be a sweetened view of the corner of the capital, only once maybe he came here, and even then follow the wishes of Fathya.
"Le!" call him.
"Yes bang?" the girl replied.
"Don't snack on junk food too often," Gale showed her sweet smile, "get ready!"
Gale walked into the air-conditioned room, he pointed at the ice cream and some other food.
"Emh, how many kids were there?" mumbling remembered.
"The total...."
*****
Gale reinserted the atm card, where the source of his allowance was every month.
Fatur stared at his flat screen, waiting for Gale in the car. The girl didn't want to be ushered inside.
His eyebrows shot up, seeing so much food that Gale bought.
"Are you sure you want to eat that much?" tanya Fatur opened the seatbelt and helped her naughty wife. The smell of food emanates from the crevices of the anus, and the packaging. A cold, warm feeling was felt in his hands.
"Related! Brother beware of it later the ice cream spilled," pointed Gale at the crackle Fatur held to be stored in the back seat.
"Bang, in front of it stop again! Gale wants to eat there!" point it at the red light junction.
"Would you like to eat at home?" her question frowned.
"Witha, if at home Fathya has entered the cage, mama must again njai, just won by brother aja ga fun!" gale answered, poking his lips.
"Where?" Fatur stepped on the gas again and turned the steering wheel.
"That! There!" show Gale exclaiming happily. His eyes rolled toward Gale's index finger, where the rupiah warrior children were struggling with his weary haggard face, befriending the dust of the streets.
Fatur's heart melted, feeling back to remembering his childhood, the times when he felt the world was unfair to him. Now he knew, Gale did not buy food for himself, but to eat with them.
"So how many newspapers?!" Gale came down and ran from Fatur's car pulled over, he then approached one of the children with a pile of newspapers in his hand, a brown sling bag was very shabby and dirty.
"6 thousand kaka, how much will you buy? People's Mind, Java post, Galamedia?"
Gale reached into his sling bag, looking for two pieces of purple shards from the stall earlier.
"Any one, which one!" he handed the two sheets a sweet smile.
"But it's a lot of money, a piece of change," he said, looking for a sheet or maybe a change of metal coin from his pants and bag pocket, Gale likened his height to a bow.
"This is the 4 ribunya, can you please enter the charity box at the mosque right? Keep on that one more sheet for you to buy candy!" Gale received the newspaper from his small hands, the morning paper that had not been sold until so late.
"Thank you brother,"
"Galexia, my name is Galexia." replied Gale.
"Sir Galexia," repeated the straw, Gale laughed.
"It's hard to call Dara!"
"Can you help me?" ask Gale.
The child's face looked confused, "please what sis?"
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Noteds:
Gacoan pigeons: Pairs.
