Om Satisfied I'm Squeezed

Not Grandma Magic

Quickly Ariel carried Galang and rebuked him. "It's not a witch. This is Aunt Prisa. Aunty Prisa is bule Nak, her hair is blonde. Not a witch. Aunt Prisa's sister Om Papa. Come on, salim first!"

Galang extended his hand to Prisa who was singing his lips. "It turns out that not only in school was I called a witch, just as Galang I was also called that." Prisa returned Galang's hand and pinched his kingpin's cheek. "Well, call me witch again, don't I share the chocolate!"

"Come, I'm sorry about Aunt Prisa!" reproof Ariel.

"Sorry, Auntie," said Galang regretfully.

Prisa smiled as she ruffled Galang's hair. "Yes. It'sit's okay. Aunt is ordinary. How are you funny anyway? You're in school yet?"

"Not yet."

"You want to eat more Prisa?" tawar Ariel's.

"That's enough, brother. I'm already full. It's delicious chips made by Ariel. I liked. Must've done."

Ariel sat Galang in the dining chair. Ariel feeds Galang to eat while accompanying Prisa to chat. "Amen. I'm glad you like my chips. Prisa ... How is your mom? I mean, after what happened to me and your brother ... against him, what was your Mama's attitude?" Ariel said clumsily, she was afraid of hurting Prisa. Mama Tita is her real mother.

"As expected. Mama babbles and nags constantly. I don't know anymore because I'm always in my room. I don't care either. I've been too angry with Mama's selfish attitude." Prisa spent the water provided. His stomach was full and he felt more comfortable in his sister's house than in his own house.

"I'm sorry, Pris. I've made things messy at home. Your sister is angry with your mother. All because of my dark past." Ariel bowed sadly.

"Already, Brother. Everyone has a past in their life. There is a dark past, there is also a beautiful. We can't choose him. What matters is our future. What we want to be like, that's what we have to think about" Prisa replied.

"How wise are you, Pris? You're still young" praised Ariel.

"If Ariel's sister were me, I'd be prematurely grown."

"Hmm .. the more curious I am. Yes, a story later!"

"Ready. Ariel's sister also told me yes!"

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While putting the chips he made into plastic packaging, Ariel noticed the closeness of Prisa and Galang. Although initially menatai Prisa as a grandmother because of her blonde hair, apparently Prisa's attitude is patient and fun invited to play makes Galang like it. They are familiar and now play together.

There was no long sound of car horns. Galang who knows the arrival of Om Bobby, ran away from Prisa and welcomed Papa. Steady standing on the terrace faithfully. He jumped up smilingly showing off his row of white teeth while shouting, "Om Papa's coming home!"

Beautiful things like this that makes Om Bobby always miss wanting to go home quickly. Galang welcomed his arrival with great longing, when they met this morning but it felt like they had not met for a long time.

"Om Papa!" yelled Galang while laughing. He ran and welcomed Om Bobby who had come out of the car while carrying fried chicken Sukabumi favorite Galang.

"Hmmm ... scented chicken!" Galang kembis nose sipping the aroma of his favorite fried chicken. Galang reached out his hand about to take the fried chicken wrap in the hand of Om Bobby.

"Eits patient dong! Why is fried chicken welcome? Papa isn't welcome?" Om Bobby was singing his lips, pretending to sulk to get the attention of Galang. Om Bobby could lose his charm with a delicious fried chicken?

"Oh yeah, forgot!" Galang reached out his hand for salim, after which he asked Om Bobby to lower his body so that he could kiss Om Bobby's cheek lovingly.

"Well, so dong! His name is Om Papa's son! Here, eat a lot of fried chicken for you to grow big!" Om Bobby gave the fried chicken wrap to Galang who immediately ran inside after receiving the package.

After Galang, now it is Ariel's turn to welcome the return of Om Bobby. She salim then entered the house while holding her husband's affection.

"Today make more chips?" ask Bobby Om.

"Yes. Today I also made fish crackers made from real mackerel fish. It tastes good, doesn't stumble and you definitely like it!" ariel said proudly.

"Oh yeah? Any timing? Is there any food my wife doesn't like? I think I like everything, it's delicious and cooked with love." Bobby whispered something in Ariel's ear. "Obviously wear deadly shake Neng Ariel also dong!"

Ariel smiled at her husband's naughty chatter. "Start naughty. I'm gonna punish you with a death shake, will you?"

"That's a hell of a lot." Both of them laughed with the bawdy waves they made.

Unknowingly, Prisa had been watching the warmth of the family in front of him. He took several photos of his brother's affection and sent the photo to his mother. The caption he sent was quite telling: "Look at how your brother is so happy. Only a cruel and conscienceless parent would not like to see their child happy. It's like the parents' lives are better and cleaner than the women who make their children happy."

Yes, Prisa is sometimes very disrespectful to his mother. All because of his disappointment in the mother who was so big. The legacy of the Papa who became his weapon can fight the mother. As long as there is money, the mother will not be able to wiggle.

"Loh, is there Prisa? Who are you the same?" asked Bobby who was surprised to see his brother coming. Prisa who just sent a message to her mother was very surprised and almost threw her phone. He was like a spy who was caught reporting to the other party only.

"Alone, Brother. Bored at home" Prisa replied indifferently. He put his cell phone in while calming his heart pounding too fast.

"Don't you go to Jakarta?" ask Bobby while walking into the house. Om Bobby sits in the family room enjoying a cup of warm cinnamon tea made by Ariel.

"Not to talk about Mama, brother. Make me a bete." Prisa's face turned irritated when asked about her Mama.

"Let's be anyhow, Mama's-"

Not done Om Bobby talk, Prisa has cut his words. "Mama we both? Yes, I know, brother. Until I memorized with the advice at length Brother. Take it easy, Mama knows I'm in Jakarta, I'm being escorted by a driver who will definitely report to his great mistress."

"Hush, you are. Don't be so ah. How long have you been in Jakarta?" Bobby put his cup of tea on the table.

"The intention is forever, but if I go a long time later our house in Bandung even become a hotbed again," answered Prisa at will.

"Hush! Don't say that ah!" reprimand Om Bobby.

"It's true. It's just the brother who doesn't know. Mama is still looking for a young guy. Every day I'm coaxed into signing a check so Mama can go abroad as well as a guy."

"You love?"

"Yes ...no! Am I that stupid?"

"Good! That's Robbie's sister!"

Ariel who had heard that was curious. "Beb, your Mama's young boy? What does that mean?"

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