Not Mauku

Season 2

In a rather luxurious house, stood a handsome and well-built young man. Standing on a balcony, looking at the environment. In his heart and mind floated, looking for the shadow of his parents who he had never looked at.

He grew up with three men, friends of his parents. And only occasionally in foster care by his grandmother, in contrast to the sister who is one hundred percent under the care of the grandmother.

"Oma, Kayla wants to eat dong, kok bi Meri not cook anyway. Don't know if I'm going home from college hungry." Rajuk Kayla with great effect on the oma.

"Honey .. bi Meri is cooking at the table," replied his omana.

"But Kayla doesn't like Oma .. not the food Kayla likes." Keyla remains sulky.

"Yes, already. Oma your favorite dish. just a second, huh?" it's moving from the couch.

"Okay, don't you take a long time, Oma?" kayla said lightly.

"Kayla, don't you see? Oma is old. It is time to serve, not serve. You've grown up doing anything yourself, stop being spoiled!" the handsome young man who appeared from behind.

The young man was wearing a white shirt which he left some buttons open exposing his field chest. His sleeves he folds just about anything.

"What the hell is that? come-come rangirin Kayla, tuh salahin bi Meri whose cooking is not my taste." with still a spoiled voice.

"Eat it cooks itself. Don't anything bi Meri, anything Oma, look. Oma is old kayla .. don't you know?" added the young man, he was even more furious.

"Oma who wants to," said Kayla added annoyed and put her lips forward.

"If you ask the same, Oma. Don't keep pampering Kayla. Go to the fun! Kayla is not a child anymore, she is an adult. Already in college, it's appropriate to take care of himself." Staring at his standing omens observed his two grandchildren arguing.

"Of course, don't fight anymore. Oma doesn't want you guys to fight!" ms. Hesa went to the kitchen to prepare Kayla's meal.

Arief shook his head violently. His eyes stared intently at the spoiled girl. The girl who always makes him annoyed with his super spoiled act.

The long haired girl stuck out her tongue. Pouting the older brother who was even more upset.

Arief then went out of nowhere. Kayla was waiting for the oma to cook for her.

"Here's baby, the food's ready!" ms. Hesa presents at the table right in front of her beloved granddaughter. Kayla's.

"Thank you, Oma." said Kayla who immediately ate the meal. But what happened in the umpteenth time.

"Is this Oma?" he pointed to the hair on his plate.

"Oh, I'm sorry, dear Oma. Not intentionally, just throw away her hair." Hesa's voice very softly on the grandson.

"What? slovenly gini, "sold Kayla while stomping the plate on the table. His face was sour, full of anger. Then just leave the dining table.

Ms. Hesa just gawked at the granddaughter's back.

Brakk!

Broken plates scattered, along with the contents thrown everywhere.

It was a gasp for Mother Hesa, not expecting her granddaughter to do such a thing. "Darling? what the fuck," Hesa's mom squatted down. Near the broken plate.

Bi Meri who was at the back also ran to the place that had happened to the row. "What's the big lady?" his eyes looked at the mother Hesa and Kayla alternately.

Kayla stood up with glaring eyes. His lips were clenched, sinlessly passing away from the place. Hurry up the stairs to his room.

Mother Hesa was crying. What a granddaughter that he pampered all this time his attitude was not only spoiled but also a little arrogant.

Bi Meri helped Ms. Hesa to sit on the chair. "Sit Mistress. Let me take care of that."

After Mother Hesa stood up and sat down, and still wiped her tears that kept coming out. Bi Meri took her broom and her gravel.

"Yes, Lord .. Why is this food wasted? there are still many people who are hungry too, there was a time when Naya was the most anti-disposal of food." Gumam bi Meri's.

Everything is clean. "Would the big madam take a nap, don't think about it anymore." Say bi Mari at the Hesa bu gawking at the dining table.

"Yes, my Meri wants a break first. If my granddaughter asks for something serve her well." Bi Hesa stood up.

"They're already on the mature Mistress, let alone Non Kayla it's not spoiled continue. Finally no adults." Chirps bi Meri.

"You know what Meri is? he's my grandson. My right to spoil him." Ketus bu Hesa turned angry.

"It is true, said the madam. Is correct. But .. if it happened like this. How's it?" bela bi Meri's.

"Ah .. You're just a maid in this house." Grunts annoyed, then melengos leave the place.

Bi Meri shook her head. Throwing his breath out violently. "Hem .. less precise upbringing."

Arief who was riding his motorcycle suddenly remembered something. Remember that he will meet someone, so he immediately turns the bow. Throwing his motorbike into a villa, which he often uses to calm himself from the fatigue of the mind. Tired of his myriad daily activities.

Not long after, finally arrived in front of a villa behind which there were many fruit trees. And of course well-maintained.

Arief ran small, after parking his favorite bike. He entered the villa with a jacket in his hand.

"Hi, Om how are you?" politely Arief kissed the hand of the man he called the om ....

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Hi.. I say hello again to the readers who like the story Naya and Dimas. Season 2 do you agree? when "Not What I Want" there's season 2?