
"Pi!"
"Hmm?"
"Help me, dong?"
"Help what?"
"Tomorrow I'm going to bedchick."
Donald immediately coughed, spitting out the drinking water that had just entered his mouth.
Celin quickly picked up the napkin, wiping her husband's mouth wet with water.
"Pelan-gelan dong, Nal..," said the middle-aged woman was also surprised by the words of their child.
"Good Cel ... You are horrified, what does your son say?"
"Yes, I'm horrified. I'm not a bitch!"
"What's this turf, Cel? This is your son suddenly asking us to call someone's son, Cel...."
"Ish, Papi...!" sela Scrooge was still sitting with her parents at the dinner table.
"In the first place, you're in the first place, Ber! Don't bother Papi's talk with Mami!" sahut Donal looked back at his wife who seemed to be casually sitting nearby.
"Ish, who wants to sleep, it's me, Pi. Why am I the one who has to be diem, anyway!" pissed Scrooge smothered his chest.
"The story is that your Papi never asked for a girl, Ber. That's why Papi you're afraid when you say you want to say girl's room," chimpal Celin chuckled amusedly at the throbbing Donald.
"Huh? When Mami and Papi get married, Papi does not want to go to Mami, is that it?" ask Scrooge curious.
"No."
"There!" the couple answered almost simultaneously.
The confused Scrooge stared questioningly at his father and also his mother who glanced at each other with different views.
"No need to go with your own son, Nal. Not good...!" said Celin first.
"Ck, who's boong anyway, Cel? Kan, um I've been bedridden you," said Donald in self-defense.
"Times?"
"That's it."
"Related?"
"Yes!"
"Tell?"
"Yes...!"
"Boong, you're the same kid!" Celin starts to sound annoyed, knowing her husband is deliberately lying in front of Scrooge who is quietly confused in his place.
"Ish, how would you want to say if we were married because we were fooled!" honestly Donald in the end.
"No, I did too, you. Basic seeds!"
Donal clucked, remembering how they used to be together with the long dramas he had to pass in order to be able to continue with Celin whom he loved.
"So Mami's really the same Papi was betrothed before?" jonathan didn't believe it.
"Yes, Ber. We do not know if it turns out we are fooled by the same oma and opa you first. Mami and Papi have been dating in fact," replied Celin smiling amusedly.
Imagining the events of the past does hold many sweet and bitter memories for him. Celin sometimes still can not believe if Donald is the man he had rejected because he did not want a matchmaking from his parents.
"Yes, and we were compact at that time, Ber," continued Donal co-christened his wife's words.
"Ih, very lucky, well Mami's with Papi. The courtship has been betrothed to the same opa and oma. If I did, I would be pretty happy right now."
Donal and Celin frowned, feeling that something was wrong with their only child's speech.
"It's just the point, Pi. To be sure tomorrow I'm looking for my girlfriend well, Pi, Mi." said Scrooge staring alternately Donal and Celin.
"Wait, wait. Do you have a girlfriend?" Scrooge nodded. "Who?"
"Let's tell you tomorrow, Mi. What is certain is that the girl you know, I have told him that tomorrow we will go to his house to bed him," said Scrooge happily.
"Eh, did you tell him?"
"Yes, Pi."
"Basic seedlings! I told her why I just told Papi to Mami now, huh?!" Donald hit Scrooge's nape, anxious with his son's behavior.
"You think you want to treat people's children just bring your seeds, doang?! Oh, my son, this is a child!" connect Donald pointed at Scrooge's bowed face rubbing his throbbing nape.
Celin immediately hit Donal's nape, not accepting his favorite son being hit like that by Donald.
Plakkkp...
"Oh..," ringis Donald held his nape.
"Anged but his hands are not at all that, dong! You do not know, how difficult it is to get out of your seed child. It's good to play that way!" annoyed Celin once again hit the nape of Donal who was back grimacing in place.
"Yes, yes, sorry .. I reflexed earlier, Cel."
Scrooge laughed batedly, stroking his lips inwards so that no laughter would come out. His father could never struggle if his mother had acted like this.
"Part of your son too, anyway. Want to call someone's son talk about it now? Does he think that sleeping is just bringing the seeds, doang?! Where he promised tomorrow again. What should we bring try?" donal's connection still does not accept the behavior of his successors.
Celin put down the spoon and fork after finishing a plate of seblak during a hot day.
"Now I ask. When you wanted to marry me, what did you try? Just bring the seed capital, right?! Don't forget to tell me, don't know what you were like!" cynical Celin spoke up.
Donald immediately silenced a thousand languages followed by a loud laughter from Scrooge's mouth. Since then he kept his laughter from seeing his father being cornered by Celin.
The man with a sharp nose could only snort, annoyed that his words were always correctly denied by Celin.
"Don't laugh at you, Ber. Papi said you were real too!" celin told his son.
Scrooge kept silent, closing his mouth tightly before being content to laugh at his father. Donal replied to him with a mocking look. At least not only he who got the rampage of women who, if already angry, would be very scary.
"Yes sorry, Mi. I actually forgot to talk about this with Mami and Papi. Yesterday I said to my boyfriend, if I would immediately greet him after the training period at the company is over. I—"
"Oh, so because you already have a plan to marry until you suddenly talk about changing Papi in the company, Ber?" cut off Donald before Scrooge could finish his speech.
"Eh .. yes, the truth is, Pi." said Scrooge shyly.
"Good, dong. Mami seneng if you already think mature like gini. Then it's time for your seeds to retire from the geese out there, Ber...," Kekeh Celin deliberately teased his son.
"But you were so, too, retired after meeting the seedman!" continued the woman laughing heartily in front of the two men who were clucking twisting lazy eyes.
Things that have been considered ordinary and often Scrooge heard from his mother's mouth since a long time ago, making him no longer surprised. Celin continued to laugh until Donald finally spoke, ending the conversation that had either run around.
"Yes, Ber. Tomorrow we go to your girlfriend's house. Tell him we're there at seven!"
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This part is devoted to authors who are longing with the seed pair Donald and Celin 🤭