
In the park, Satmaka and Arshinta accompany Rakha to play sand in the park. With her other little children, Rakha looks very happy.
Some children are also seen with their parents. Some play houses, dolls, made of sand.
Satmaka buys a coffee for her, and Arshinta Chat**,*e,
cold drink, while for Rakha milk strawberry flavor box.
“Like his Rakha very happy to play in the park ya.” Arshinta opened the chat.
“Not like her anymore, but indeed she really likes to play here, it's just that I'm too busy, so rarely bring her to the park.” Answer Satmaka.
“Have you found Rakha's new nanny? Pity him if there are no playmates.” Ask Arshinta, siphon her drink.
“Not yet, actually I did not look too much for him. I don't think it's necessary, anyway because she's kind of kindergarten, and you're there too, Rakha's not too lonely. I'm afraid that the new nanny is as good a trait as the one before her. Then I'm not my priority right.” Satmaka replied casually.
Arshinta nodded her head.
“But you mind not? Because I heard from her teacher that Rakha often comes to the office and bothers you.” Satmaka saw
Arshinta, then see her son again.
“No, I don't matter. She wasn't in my room for long, only briefly then returned to her class. Just give my regards. Brother Ina too
want to meet with Rakha, want to take her for a walk and play. Can not?” arshinta asked, from her gaze hoping that the man in front of her would approve.
“Of course you can. I'm actually very happy. I'm glad so many people like my son. Moreover, it's you guys.” Answer her smile.
“Loh, what's different?” ask Arshinta again.
“Of course there is a difference. I believe in you guys. Because we've been friends from childhood.” Satmaka smiled again.
“Who said we were friends? Since when?” ledek Arshinta's.
Arshinta deliberately mocked her by raising one of her eyebrows.
“Hhhmm... So we're not friends? From childhood, we have experienced bad things together…
“So from there we became friends? That?” arshinta's reply was not to lose.
Satmaka can not reply again, not his can not, just not want to argue anymore. While Arshinta was content to make her childhood man pout.
“Oh yes, do you have a lover? You're handsome, so there's no way no one wants to be with you?” asked Arshinta to change the subject.
“I don't have a boyfriend. I'm not only handsome, but I'm well established. You can see for yourself, right?” said Satmaka with pride, the tip of his lips lifted.
“But, after I brought Rakha, their feelings changed, they just wanted me and my money. Some even asked me to enter Rakha into the orphanage.” The handsome man looked down on his face.
“Yeah, nasty once he. You must prefer Rakha, right?” arshinta asked, her voice a little loud, and upset.
“Of course. Rakha is the only member of my family who lives a normal life. While my sister…. It's been more than 5 years his circumstances are still like that, even worse. Every day the doctor takes care of her
he said he hurt himself more often. Hhhaaahhh...” at the end of his sentence, Satmaka sighed, so many looks in his mind.
Arshinta understood what the man was feeling. But, he could say nothing but support and a spirit of life.
“You are patient, you can already be the best brother and papa, make your sister and make Rakha.” Arshinta rubs her shoulders
Satmacan.
“Eehhemm... the same brother and your sister's child you are so dear, especially if the same biological child himself, must be lucky who will be your wife later.” Praise Arshinta, it doesn't mean anything.
Satmaka sees Arshinta, touched by her speech.
Rakha smiled at him.
“Hahahaha…. Not likely. …..
Satmaka scrunched his forehead.
“You are a man, definitely need a female partner. Everywhere the man can not live without women, especially for business s*x.” said
Arshinta laughs.
Satmaka was surprised to hear the woman's words. He did not expect, that Arshinta will speak straightforwardly about the thing that is still considered secret.
“Wah. Did you forget that the man can ‘play’ himself loh.” Satmaka won't lose.
Arshinta feels hooked, “ women can also kok ‘play’ by themselves! There's his tools again. Want a high vibration, medium or low,
even the size can also be adjusted, just choose big or small, and for the color…..
Some visitors heard Arshinta's words. Satmaka was embarrassed, while Arshinta was still talking.
“There is a pink color, there is a black color, hairy or...” suddenly Satmaka immediately closed the mouth of Arshinta who did not stop talking.
Shamed, Satmaka gave a small smile to the mothers and fathers who heard his chatter, nodding his head several times.
“I will not shut your mouth, as long as you keep quiet, do not continue your talk earlier. Listen no?” whispered Satmaka in Arshinta's ear.
Arshinta replied with a nod to her head.
And sure enough, Satmaka had already withdrawn his hand. Arshinta just realized, if his conversation was also heard by other visitors, and he too
I began to feel ashamed.
“Do you know now, why did I tell you to shut up and stop talking?” ledek Satmaka, raise his eyebrows.
Arshinta again nodded her head.
“This is because of you…
“Kok me?” tanya Satmaka did not accept.
“Hhhmm... indeed who first said that the man can ‘play’ himself?” reply Arshinta with her question.
“Keep, if this sentence, ‘ You're a man, you'll need a female partner. Everywhere the man can not live without women, especially for s*x ’ business, who speaks like that?” satmaka Balak.
Arsinta was silent, he only saw Satmaka, he knew that the speech was from him. Since there was no chatter, they both laughed
small-time.
“Wah... You guys are a compact husband and wife yes..”.
“The boy must be your son huh?”
“Sure you will add another child huh?”
“Of course, they will be young, definitely planning to add a child.”
That's what some visitors say there. Satmaka and Arshinta just smiled, thinking it was normal, even though their faces were embarrassed.