
The TV Room.
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When love stirs up the feeling
It's so beautiful to carve my heart
Touching my soul
Eliminate all anxiety..
So beautiful_Padi..
"Anjirr mantep! the longer the sound you quite also Sat, well mendinglah so not very similar to the sound of aqua bottles that are stuck in the exhaust bang Rudi." chirped Satria, while landing his butt on the sofa, while landing his ass on the sofa, sitting next to Satya holding the guitar.
"Ajig! I'm in the same old aqua bottle." Satya replied as he smacked the guitar into Satria's shoulder.
Satria chuckled, "Ampuuun, I've joked!"
"Well, how are you better with your girl?" satya asked after putting the guitar back in its original place.
"Which one?"
"Lo plain skirts!"
"I'm serious about njir."
"That's the girl who was at the cafe this afternoon.''
" Ck, you mean Tiara.?"
"Who else?"
"I'm talking about him!"
"So, you used to be proud of the story to me if you could get a prima donna at school, eh now_" Satya's lips made Satria snort annoyed.
"Why lo, then,? that's again why try to put on that ugly face, already panda cake not drink a week know not lo!" satya continued while shaking her forehead.
While Satria's face turned more sour, and bowed lethargic.
"Gue is even messy now!''
"Huh?"
"Gue thinks she's a good girl_"
"Why is he?"
"Anjirr, you can not be in them first I did not hear you say it first." protested Satria.
"Yes yes, go on!"
"So she's why?"
Satria looked to breathe. "Long if it's told."
"But not all the way to Jakarta-urabaya right?"
"Ck! from the first time you talk about it is free yes, instead of nenangin I even mengeselin." said Satria ketus, and want to get up from his seat.
"Wrong!"
"Sat lo has never known a courtship name anyway, so lo will be difficult to understand."
"Here you go, now do not have to talk about boyfriend and romance first, mother wants to cook first for dinner." between Nada who suddenly came, cut off the conversation of the two.
"Bun continues this what does he mean?" Satria pointed at the baby Gala who was now sitting on her lap.
"Jagain, watch if you cry! you will be scolded by your brother." said Nada, while walking to the kitchen, making both can only resign.
"Hi Gala, you're so handsome, who does it look like?" Satya pokes Gala's cheeks which look pure white, with her adorable chubby cheeks.
"Milip father," replied the 2.5-year-old with his distinctive sweet-sounding voice.
"Ah time, who said?"
"Said mother."
"No, not similar! his mother lied times." continued Satya held back laughter, for him pranking his little nephew it was something very pleasant and was used to him doing.
"I don't believe it."
"Later if you come here, gala said you know!"
"Ok, who's afraid."
"Udah do not need to be horrified om Satya, om Satya is sick again, sick people like to be rich that." whispered Satria, making Gala look at Satya for a moment.
"Sick what Om?"
"Who?" ask Satya back with a frown.
"Om, said Catlia, Catya again cakit."
"Oy Sat, tell me if you're like a child, don't lie like this cake boy" he said slowly.
"When I like to lie, the whole world knows that I'm the most honest guy."
"Ck!"
"Gala, tell me, Satya has a chronic disease."
satria said withholding laughter.
"What kind of clone is it?"
"Disease that has been going on for a long time,"
"They don't look at me."
Gala's reply suddenly made her smile amusedly, "Om tell me to understand, om Satya it has a chronic disease, singles name."
"Jomblo what's om?"
"That single, never had a boyfriend."
"What if Catlia puna pacal?"
Satria smiled amusedly, "Yes dong, om kan handsome!" her hair is proud.
"Belalti father also has pacal dong om, Gala's father is handsome too."
"Eh?" Satria and Satya looked at each other, grimacing at the sudden itching of his neck.
"Lo campus!" whispered Satya, because he was sure Satria would be confused how to explain it to the toddler.
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At night, at the dinner table..
"Well, said Catlia, Catlia puna pacal, kalna om handsome, telus puna pacal father too,? I'm a handsome father!" said Gala innocently, which made the whole family almost choked, especially El.
El rushed to grab a glass of water and took a sip slowly, then smilingly looked at his son softly, inwardly cursing the younger brother for having spoken a no-no towards his son, and he left the Gala for only an hour, what else until all day what will they say to his son, the inner El.
"Honey, mother has said right, if you eat no longer ngo_"
"Mong." continued Gala, continuing the Mother's words.
"Pinter! continue again yes emamnya." pinta Kinar soft.
"Yes mother."
Kinar sighed, then continued to eat, and occasionally glanced at Satria and Satya who looked agitated and misbehaved, not far from where they were sitting with Nada's grumbling face, staring at his two twin sons with a savage gaze like he wanted to pounce.
Ando and Cantika held back from laughing.
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