
“WHO ELSE IS MALING MYAAAA MANGO? DOWN!” The sound caused Faishal to lose his balance,
Gedebug….
“Owhhh, shit shit shit shit.”
Mr. RT immediately headed for Faishal who fell down from the tree.
“You are yes, you are old. Tau manners take mangoes right? You need to ask permission first. You want me to report haaaa?” shouted Mr. RT in front of Faishal who was still faithfully bowed.
Fortunately the complex was quiet, at least still saved Faishal's face. Faishal who is still in pain in his knee area tried to look up to see Mr. RT, “Pak, Sorry.”
That was the only word Faishal could say. Yes, because Faishal was well aware that he was guilty.
While Mr. RT was shocked, when he knew who had his stomach, “Loh, instead of you this was Mr Wijaya?” Yes Mr. RT know because he used to be a witness at the wedding of Faishal and Sheila.
Faishal grimaced when Mr. RT knew him, “Iya Pak.”
“Yes geez. It turns out you are no different from your wife, yes,” exclaimed Mr. RT.
“Bedalah Sir. Sheila is a girl,” spray Sheila who was busy petting her mango.
Yes, when Faishal fell instead of helping Faishal, but his booty instinct asked to take the mango that Faishal had managed to take and roll a little away from the fall of Faishal.
“Jeez, it turns out that Tuyul is here too.” Shocked Mr. RT who just realized there is Sheila there.
Only Mr. RT called Syeila Tuyul. And all the residents of the complex already know and understand the call.
Although Syeila is plain and seems cute, I don't know that Sheila really likes to climb the mango Mr. RT. Without permission anyway.
I don't know, every nagging Syeila it's like entertainment, like this, right now,
Not that Syeila was afraid, but Syeila smiled brightly towards Pak RT, “Hehehe, Mornings Mr. Tuyul.”
“Syeila take mango yes,” continued Syeila by raising her hand that grasps young mango.
“Gosh, I have often said, next time ask permission first Yul. Let your behavior not be imitated by your son later.” Mr. RT gave advice to Sheila.
Again Syeila smiled, “Hehe, this is the baby grandpa loh Pak who told Sheila to take mango pak.”
“Hah, max?”
Faishal who from earlier was silent, finally raised his voice again, “Begin sir, Syeila is pregnant. And now I'm craving mango. Sorry sir because we didn't ask permission first.”
Hearing Faishal's explanation, Mr. RT smiled broadly congratulating Faishal and Sheila. Didn't think the Tuyul wanted to have children.
And Mr. RT allows if at any time Syeila craves mangoes no longer need permission. Faishal thanked Mr. RT, before resigning.
Arriving at the Abian family home, soon Sheila headed to the kitchen peeling mango and would be eaten in the room.
“Darling, your knee scratched,” screamed Syeila when he got to the room saw Faishal was busy treating his knee. Ahhh Sheila felt guilty.
“Sorry dear,” continue Syeila.
“Not what. It doesn't hurt so much. Enjoy the mangoes.” Hearing Faishal's words, Sheila began to eat her mangoes voraciously.
And so that was the day, they spent all day together at home.