The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden

The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden
Part 72's



     Shortly after a black car came out, Rangga stopped his car in front of the gate, he opened the door slowly and asked permission to leave and Firdaus just nodded.


     Miftah just pecked in place. He's very nervous. How not? it was the first time he had ever been in a car with Firdaus and it was just the two of them.


     "Hey! why are you bengong! he said he wanted to hurry," said Firdaus as he waved his hand in front of Miftah.


     The surprised Miftah could only stare at Firdaus nervously.


     "Kaka... Kaka is good... The handsome... Caution.." praise him for making sense so that he could sit in the back, for surely Paradise would not permit that.


     "Yes... Continues to?" firdaus asked while leaning his back against the car door with both hands folded under his chest, his gaze unceasingly looking towards Miftah who was increasingly nervous.


     "Haha! Miftah can't sit in the back seat? it's wider.." his permission while looking for an excuse he made both fingers form a gun and then put his index finger together and tapped it several times with a clear face expression.


     "Want you to muji... I guess why... You don't usually praise me! turns out oh it's just 'cause there's a wish to doang!" firdaus's lips were a little disappointed.


     Miftah became a little cocky when listening to Firdaus' words.


     "She! I want to be escorted with Kaka... So like - like where I want to sit! in front of kek! behind cake! on cake! beside cake!" then he started to walk towards the back door.


     But Firdaus resisted Miftah's desire, he just stared at Miftah sharply and Miftah also stared back at him no less sharply.


     "Kaka... I don't really want to fight with Kaka... So please Kaka knows me... I just want to sit free in the back... I'm very awkward sitting next to Kaka.." to be honest.


    "Oh... So because of that... Alright I'll help you," the response was pleased.


     Miftah who thinks that the helpful meaning of the word from Paradise leads allows feeling very happy.


     Until he repeatedly swung one fist forward and backward and Firdaus so astonished when he saw Miftah was happy.


     "Tumben he was happy when my intention said another," he thought as he frowned.


     "Thank you Kaka is good... Ples handsome.." again he was about to open the back door of the car and again - again the movement of his hands was prevented by Firdaus.


     "Eh! what's up?" tanyakanya.


     "Yes, come in! where else are you going, brother? cook him from earlier Miftah stand still? miftah pegel's feet, '" he lamented.


     "You must have misinterpreted the meaning of Kaka's words earlier," he said.


     "Misunderstand what? kaka's people said to themselves that Kaka would help me... I can automatically sit in the back because Kaka said that so I'm not nervous... Don't you?" answer while explaining the conclusion.


     "Haha... You exist - there is my Queen... That's not what you mean by helping your king say." he said.


     "Byeah! what is dong?" tanyanya do not believe as well mixed with the sense of wonder.


     "You mean Kaka will help you not be nervous anymore if you sit next to Kaka... Yes, by getting used to yourself" he replied.


     "What!!!" pekik Miftah felt surprised until Firdaus so follow-up surprised made.


     "You're! make my heart drop! what - what! what - what!" firdaus protested while feeling the snorting of his heart in silence.


     Without thinking, Firdaus began to pull Miftah's hand and drag her to the front car door next door and then open the door.


     "Lake in!" he shouted while pointing at the empty chair.


     "No way!" reject it.


     "Not enter? or do you really want to be late? are you really just lying?" asked Firdaus who immediately made Miftah silent for a moment.


     Inevitably Miftah finally obeyed the wishes of Paradise, not usually the child was very concerned about him.


     After Miftah entered the new Firdaus closed the car door slowly then began to walk to the door originally in the driving section.


     After entering Paradise just staring at Miftah who is still staring at the road in front of him.


     Miftah did not respond, he still continued to remain at the initial state.


     "If you're still dumb too! then don't blame me if I'll kiss you later" Firdaus threatened.


     Miftah who heard the threat of Firdaus felt very surprised, she stared in horror at the person who spoke.


     "Well, don't be like that... We are not muhrim... Just watch! if Kaka plays, I'll complain to mama, "remember Miftah followed manganacam and then again busy returning Firdaus' gaze seriously.


     Firdaus was trying to hold back his ticklish feeling, even though he was only joking but Miftah who had been ignited emotions so it was very easy to be provoked.


     "Haha... Yes - yes... You wouldn't dare... Relax aja... Kaka will not do that," he said a little chuckle.


     "Really yes? if Kaka gets brave then my fist bomb will first hit Kaka's face," he growled.


     "Okay - okay! we better keep going, huh? but before that wear the seat belt first," the sweat Firdaus and Miftah just according.


     "Are you ready to go?!," the spirit of Paradise.


     "Are you quiet?" ask Firdaus to feel ignored.


     "Who are my feet." he answered and turned his face back to another direction so lazy.


     Firdaus, who did not want to make Miftah more sulky, chose to just drive his car.


     While Miftah was silent, his eyes did not stop to look at the view from the car window, he really hoped to meet his papa there.


     However, only the prayer he was currently able to say, because the last time he set foot in the garden at the age of nine years.


     He hoped that his papa would be in one place that he remembered most of the time and that was the place his papa visited very often, in addition to the cool area, there are many tourists who come not only to buy citrus fruits from their own quotes, but also to take pictures even though they just fill the status of their phones that are still empty.


     "You seriously going there?" ask Firdaus after Miftah tells him his purpose.


     "Yes seriously, brother... Cook it Miftah jokingly," his response with no intention of turning his face towards Paradise.


     "I am talking again... Cook his eyes from earlier on to the road, "the snort of Firdaus slightly hardened his grip on the steering wheel of the car.


     Miftah who had felt bad for ignoring Firdaus had decided to face him and it was successful in making Firdaus smile again.


     "Well... That's dong!" glad and Miftah just kept quiet.


     "If your goal is just to eat citrus fruits why should the purchase be far away? right on the market near here there is.." asked Firdaus felt what Miftah did was just a waste of time.


     "Kaka... Miftah is also not just eating fresh citrus fruits that have just been picked from the tree but also playing with old friends Miftah... The air there is very cool and very suitable to relax," he said forced to lie despite the truth.


     "Oh... Alright if that's your wish," he responded while nodding - nodding his head.


     Soon they arrived, after parking the car in the new parking lot Miftah can get out of the car with a sense of relief because it can be free from the support of Firdaus.


     "Well! We have arrived! then I say goodbye first Kaka... And remember! Kaka don't try - try following me... Let me calmly play with my friends," he recalled and Firdaus only nodded with a smile.


     "Yes - yes, he said.." he said.


     "All right, I'll hold Kaka's word... Kaka if you want to go play somewhere else please yes.." bargained.


     "If the business is done... But later if you are ready you do not forget to call Kaka yes... Let Kaka take you home again" he said.


     "Ta - "had not had time for Miftah to finish his words Firdaus immediately cut it.


     "I don't accept rejection,"


      Miftah who felt very angry because it was arranged - arranged by Firdaus chose to go directly from before him, whose blood would rise if he continued to face him who was now too possessive.