Neglected bloodline

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While in another place, precisely in the interior of Kalimantan, at that time the afternoon had just rolled, and now the time clock shows at 7 pm.

Seen in the living room of the stilt house made of wooden boards, an old man whose age is about 70 years old was cool eating godok cassava and coffee .and also at that time in his wife's friend Rosidah. Yes he is mr. abas, Renata's parents

'' renata!! where's sister? Tell here to chat while eating cassava and coffee.'' said mr. abas who is still kelihata wibawanya.

'' if not wrong to the back shower of the father's house, because it was renata see kak monik bring toiletries.'' said renata only girl wayangnya pak abas.

''..Oo... Yes already.we just wait, about him there is something I want to talk to him ''. Said abas

Not long ago, the bullshit appeared, from the direction of the back door of the house.

'' monik, called father, there needs to be said.'' said Renata with a sweet smile.

'' yes.. For a moment, sir, do not change clothes first.'' said the moniker who answered the nod sir abas.

Not long after, the monikpun sitting on a floor board made of wood facing the abas pack.

'' son monik, want to drink coffee, let it be made renata.'' said the mother rosidah pak abas wife with a smile sumringahnya.

'' if not troublesome, may be ma'am, '' said the monik sungkan.

'' no hassle, do not hesitate so, consider us this is your family, mother and father already consider you their own child, right sir?'' said ma'am rosudah who continued to ask abas sir.

'' that's right, sonic son, it happens that your mother and I don't have a son, so if you want a monik, consider us your own family, you know, let this heart be treated will miss the boys.'' said Mr. Abas while sipping a little coffee. Then take the cassava on a plate made of metal, understand people in the interior they flat do not have a glass-cracked example plate made of glass. the glass was made of thin metal like plates as well. Durable they say, not easily broken even in banting though.

'' this is the coffee moniker, renata kadain''. Say renata while thrusting a glass containing coffee .

'' thank you sister, of course the coffee is sweet as it makes''. Tempt the monik while holding a coffee cup and tasting it.

While the moniker, who saw renata also seemed to be fascinated by beauty and politeness and understated.

kalao renata to the city, may be one step prettier than the city girl herself. despite dressing and preening as is tampa touched mik up aja look beautiful. What's more if danced, maybe much more cancik. The spirit of the unsound monik is still looking at the renata. Of course, the habits and actions of two young men did not escape the sight of the old man renata. And they can already judge that they are the same as they like, just still want a cat like it. The inner renata parents are likely assuming the same thought from the smiles of the two parents.

slowly monik drinking coffee that is served renata.sambut his eyes can not be separated from the girl. While in view, do not ask his heart, dakdik duk der. They for a moment forget that in addition to the two young people there are still two old people who look at them with a happy smile.

'' uuup... Uh. Heat... Heat''. The moniky speech that overheated his tongue was like burning.

'' slow down sonic, in the first blow up the copine, let it be a bit cool, hehe.he.''. Abas warned me. But it's late.

'' yes son monik, do not rush to drink it, this is in the first meal of the cassava, while waiting for the coffee a bit adem'', said the mother rosidah while thrusting a plate containing boiled cassava.

'' brother monik anyway, just close it, what time in the hold of the gel does not feel hot?''. Renata sanbil said with an amused smile.

'' yes yes, why did I not feel hot in my hand, is this because I was looking at you until I did not feel hot water cool in my hand?'' monic seduction on renata. Again the moniker forgets that there are still parents nearby.

''' iih brother, gemesin deh.'' said spoiled renata who in tandem with the happy laughter of the tunya people over the jokes of their children.

'' oh yes sir, what was the father calling me'' ucaap monik menginginikan pak abas.

'' about your name and all I tell kronogi you'' said mr. abas.

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