THE SMITH'S (A Sequel Of Not Just Friends)

PART 22

♥ DON'T MACEM – MACEM ♥ # 2

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“Nih yes, I tell you, your restaurant is deceiving customers tau ga?. Do you know or not?. If you do not know about how your employees serve customers means you are lied to by them, employees – your employees are not useful.” Cerocos the woman. “Moreover this, which was ngaku – ngaku owner. What's not it?.”

BRAKKK!!!!.

Fania pounding the table so hot ears hear the chimosan of women whose age may be around

with mama Bela who insulted the Shahrini KW it.

Fania did not accept mama Bela insulted in such a way.

“Kak ... udah ..”

“Eh, you are polite same older person yes!.” The woman stood up, not accepting as she pointed at Fania.

“Mothers who should have missed. Mommy herself is polite not the same person?.” Sahut Fania with a flat tone of voice, even though her eyes had turned a little red, held in anger.

“Don't be rude ya you!. Don't get stuck – mentang restaurant you rame like this. They are the only ones who are not aware of have been cheated by you!.”

Fania smiled cynically.

“I mean our mother cheated it what huh?.”

“Nih see me pesen ice kopyor coming ice agent! And this is this, this vegetable sampahan that you sell!. Basic fraudsters!.”

“Eh!.”

Prita had also been stirred by emotions, but Fania held her hand.

“Oh so ..” Fania said casually. “Before ya.”

Fania walked a little away from the desk of the arrogant mother.

“Please kindly pay attention to the honored visitors, please apologize for your current insecurities. Please do not feel disturbed, if yes, ga what – if you want to leave this place. The bills don't have to be paid. But if we want to stay, we are very grateful. And just ignore what's going on. Thank you in advance. Sorry once again.”

Fania slightly bowed her body to the existing customers of the restaurant.

“Ga what – what mba. We are relaxed. Good people food here.” Catch one of the guests and Fania smiled.

“Casual aja mba ..”

Fania again bowed a little bit of her body for a while, after hearing the approval of – other guests.

“Still yes .” Fania said politely with her smile. Then back to the arrogant mother.

The mother glanced cynically at Fania with a look of disdain.

“Cih! Caper!.” Mother's words were sniffy and cynical to Fania.

“Until where we were?.” Fania said to the arrogant mother. “Oh yes es kopyor same vegetable asem.”

Fania grabbed the menu book.

“Mom can read?.”

Fania opened one page, the arrogant mother glared at her. “Emang brash yes you!.” Said the mother.

Fania smile. “I just ask, mom can read or not, how insolent anyway?.” Fania. “Soal if you can read, you should not protest about this ice copier.”

Fania showed me the menu page she had opened.

“I bacain ya bu, Es – Kopyor – Synthetic!.” Fania read a little loud.

“Terus?.!.” The mother was still with her arrogant face.

“Terus, this has an explanation ma'am, what is it, mix coconut, selasih, order – order .. bla .. bla ..” Fania explained casually. “Emang I don't understand What synthetic copyor ice is?.” Said Fania and the mother was silent despite still putting on her arrogant face. “Ah same what? vegetable asem.”

Fania opened another menu page. Mama Bela just fell silent and Prita approached her mother. Encodes

in order to let Fania take care of the arrogant mother.

“Sayur – Asem – Be-Ta-Wi.”

Fania deliberately tidied up hard.

“Tau ga mom if vegetable asem many types?.”

Fania looked at the arrogant mother.

“There are vegetables asem sunda, vegetables asem java de el el, well here vegetables asem betawi.”

Fania took her breath.

“So I'm confused by what I mean if we me – ni – pu how?. Try please explain.”

The mother was silent, she seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

“Mom know the difference between asem sunda vegetables and betawi?. If you don't know I tell you, let me not carelessly nudu. Where have you lived all this time?.”

Fania looked at the arrogant mother.

“Don't be rude to you!.”

The arrogant mother started yelling again. Fania still broke her heart.

“Udah Brother.” Mama Bela.

“Biarin mah, once – once a person like this should be given a lesson. Let's not just talk as good as udel.”

“What did you say?!.”

“I said, people like mom should be taught a lesson, so don't be rude to each other.”

“You brash girl don't know yourself! Belagu sok – sok teach me!. Who are you anyway?. Your mother is a hick like this!.”

“Bu, I've tried to be polite yes same Mom, but the mother is brash with us. Even though my mother is a hick, but from the origin of my mother knows yes her clothes are only she ama Maya Estianti who has!. The ones that my hick mom is using are all branded ori rather than the ones that mom wears from the top of the ampe under all kave!.”

Fashion offended Fania over mama Bela who is said to be hick plus her arrogant mode the Kajol is on already.

Mending kawe super!.’ An irritated Inner Fania. "Take Mah, the clothes that were Fania bawain. let's see the udik kayak mamah wearing clothes at what price. There's still that bandrol!." The Kajol began to grow patient.

Mama Bela did not move, the Prita who shuffled took what Fania said.

"Look at Prita for the price of the mama's clothes I bought." Say the Kajol kalo udeh kumat.

"Nih Sister."

"Nih mom saw, my mamah clothes are hick how much, hem?. Can buy gold with grams from you know!. The one you use from the top of the lower ampe is also not there as perapatnya." Said the Kajol. 'I swear to you! Dear aje old man! If I am unyeng - Unyeng nih people!.'

"Sister."

Mama Bela tried to pull her son back.

“You!.”

“Better now mom go, before I call that my bodyguard in front to drag mom out of here.”

Fania spoke flatly with her wrists clutching the arrogant mother but Kajol looked at her sharply.

The arrogant mother thrashed. Fania didn't let go.

“Kak, already brother ...” Mama Bela stroked Fania's back.

“Please my hand!. I'm going to report you to the police! My husband is a high-ranking cop, as long as you know!.”

Fania laughed even more at the soft laughter while throwing her arrogant mother's hand violently.

“Terus we have to say ape, Prit?.”

“Terus we have to say wow getoh?.”

“Ughhh atuuut ..” Fania and Prita chuckled.

‘Ya Allah son – my son, even spet – to make jokes in ancem so.’

Mama Bela has deg – degan, but can not be finished with the behavior of her two daughters.

“You guys don't think I play – play ya! I told my husband to close this restaurant with no quality!.”

“Gi said sono!.”

“It's all we want to know.” Fania is talking to Prita.

“Emang base you all are brash!.”

The arrogant mother pointed at Fania and Prita alternately.

"Well, you're being so rude first!." Fania said she would not lose.

“Eh denger well!. Cook aer!.”

Prita stood beside Fania.

“Liar Mateng!.”

“Cakeeeppp.” Fania again with the talk of her sister while facing the arrogant mother whose face

turns weird. Astonished by the intention of cooking aer let mateng.

If you like to watch pesbuker must understand him. Wkwkwkw.

“Jalan – way to Muara Gembong.”

“Cakeeeppp.”

“Dengerin song while stretching chalk!.”

“Cakeeeppp.”

“Eh you arrogant mother don't be belittle! Muke lo kayak topo kitchen!.”

“CAKEEEEPPP!!.” The one who said it was not Fania anymore.

But everyone in the restaurant. Greeted with a loud hustle of people – people who are giggling. Making the arrogant mother's face reddish and leave immediately.

PROK'S! PROK'S! PROK'S! PROK'S!

The sound of applause inside the Cemara Family restaurant.

Didn't expect the customers finally get a free comedic spectacle duo brother – sisters who have a way

alone in facing the opponent.

Duo sodara women who are zinc opponents if they have allied until now keknya anyway.

Fania and Prita laughed in satisfaction. Their employees who had been tense, thought there would be violent scenes followed by laughing amusedly also saw two children of his employer who was cute not playing, but his koplak sometimes begging for mercy.

‘Mpo Alpa ama Rina Nose Fight.’

‘His men bang Sapri.’

‘Often hang out the same bang Opie Mustache.’

Mama Bela geleng – geleng while smiling – smile.

‘Do not macem – macem dah ama son – cave boy!. Let the word sakepnya not maen, gebleknya let alone.'

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“Pardon Mr. Mother, Adek – Adek, Encang Encing Enyak Babeh all for his insecurities earlier.” Yakap

Fania to the customers who are still at home sitting there even though there is a little commotion that does not seem to be dizzy by them.

“Ga what – what mba, entertainment.” Tapping one of the guests.

“So this is getting ravenous and eating us!.”

Clown again from the other guests while giggling.

“People should be taught a lesson yes mba.”

“Iya. Sorry again yes.”

“Ga what – what mba.”

“So for your discomfort all, today your food – you all I treat. Please eat as much as possible, Okeeee????!!!!.”

The noise and applause echoed.

“Well really mba?!.”

“Bener dong! I never did boong!. Just so much doang .. ga rocking money cave maaahhh ..”

What a Kajol!.

Everyone laughed too. Be happy! It's not just a free joke, but free food!.

“Try the sape bin first??!.”

“Do not macem – macem ama bininya Babang Endruh!.”

“NGAHAHAHA.” The Gesrek duo was chuckling loudly together.

"Don't anyone go broke, Jin aje against ama lo yak Kak?." Prita still laughs amusedly with her brother and mama Bela can only shake - geleng.

'Kuntilanak aje kisses hands when he meets the Kajol. From the storm atu grotto children. Forgive me ah ah ah.'

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To be continue....

Take the good reader, the gesrek do not.

Wkwkwk .....