The Ojek That's My Soul

Longs

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"Mah, aaff..., "

Mirna continued to hold the son's shoulder while sobbing.

And, in awe, he continued to speak.

Expose regrets.

Recognizing khilaf.

She should not support her husband's decision.

Rojali doesn't understand.

He did not think about the women in his arms.

He just wants to be content to vent his longing to the door of his paradise.

Smells warm and smells typical of his mother.

Feeling another soft touch on his shoulders and nape.

How long, almost every night he dreamed of a moment like this.

Until, he did not escape the thread of prayer he addressed to the owner of life.

"Are you not done yet? "

"It's 20 minutes, "

Whiney Jihan, who impatiently wanted to vent her misses as well.

Mirna also released a possessive hug on her son.

Then he turned to his daughter, and smiled.

"Eh, you forgot about the Kinoy? "

ledek Rojali who still embraces the mother from the side.

Mirna continuously, played her son's long hair.

He stroked, even pulled him angrily.

"Ish, segala lupa, "

Jihan already pursed her lips into a taper once.

And it makes Rojali anxious and intends to prank his only sister.

"Same Mama, is Abang kangen, "

"A long time no sluggish, long time no mama warmth, "

said Rojali intended to tease the sister but instead make Mirna melow again.

His heart seemed to be pinched, how sad the days of the son were.

Life without a family in the midst of a mediocre economy.

The regret was squeezing his chest even more.

Makes a tightness that feels choking him.

Until her beautiful netra rolled back the clear droplets to her tapered cheeks.

"So, if I don't miss it? "

Jehan screeches while ruffling his waist.

And do not forget his expression that is like a child paud who is sulking.

"Not a parent?"

"What is in kangenin also from the whiny adak and snot of your kayak? "

ledek Rojali but his feet stepped closer to the girl whose eyes had already condensed it.

"Abang yes, huaaa.. ! "

"Hey.., it's this big, still a crybaby, "

the whining man's lips, although his mouth is soft but his hands stretched out to reach the height of the younger brother.

Jihan grew sobbing in her brother's arms ever since she was a child.

Always prick him, until he screams and cries.

Bang Ali is his superhero.

Who protects him everywhere and whenever.

He missed his brother very much too.

He was also always worried about the fate of his only brother.

Life is out there without a dime, and only one stel of clothing is attached to the body.

He is grateful, very grateful.

His brother can live well and healthy.

In fact, it looked even more macho and cool in his eyes.

Rojali still continued to stroke the long dark brown hair.

Her little sister had already become a mature woman and was very beautiful.

(Sorry brother, who is not in your transitional period)

(Surely you are having a hard time)

(From now on, I'll take care of you again)

(You are a beautiful jewel that must be protected and hidden)

The soft-eyed man broke his embrace.

The sister still sobs small.

The hiccups created small up and down movements on his exposed shoulders.

"Udah ah, shame is seen kang baso! "

ledek Rojali again while rubbing the wet cheek of the sister.

"Abang, huh! "

Jihan stomped her feet, and again pursed her lips.

"Funny si, adeknya greeting this dah. "

This time Rojali pulled both of Jihan's cheeks and played them by wiggling her right and left.

"Abang!! "

"Sakiit!! "

Jihan pinched her brother's waist.

Making Rojali complain of pain.

Mirna smothered her mouth with one hand.

He could not resist the invading haru.

Seeing a sight he hadn't seen in years.

The moment where both of his children were joking cheerfully.

Mutually teasing and throwing jokes.

Sometimes we argue and argue.

But they really love each other.

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Don't forget the thumb.. sayangkuhhh💞.