When Love Teases

When Love Teases
155. Treaty



After the condangan change the home suit and spend time together in the upstairs living room. Snacks of fruit cut into friends Puput watch Nusa Rara cartoon show that is shared from mobile phones to smart tv. Sit on the sofa on the left side. With a big baby lying down with his thighs.


Rama fell asleep in Puput's lap while playing a mobile phone, began to open the Brotherly Club group that turned out to be crowded. There are 14 unread messages. He listened from the beginning to find out the theme that was being discussed. Suddenly chuckling read all the messages reciprocated.


"Just read what?" Farts until distracted attention. He gave a mouthful of melon to the mouth of Rama. Slightly looked down at the phone screen that her husband was holding.


"Regular, Neng. Bandung Group. Each magrib's abbyshe brains are sliding." Rama. Puput was told what the group meant. Never told it even took a peek in his chat room.


"The topic is endless." Puput bobbing head. Back to the television screen. Because Rama is engrossed again with his world.


Rama: [Punten, sir which doctor is the doctor?]


Rama waited for who would retaliate. He asked Puput to feed again the cut fruit. Winning a lot becomes a big baby, spoiled and spoiled.


William : [Sir doctor again hours of practice. Especially if the patient nganter semok. Could be long time she tortured him 😀]


Satya : [Can be hanged brother-in-law if Pak doctor flirty 🤭]


Ricky: [Suspicious success as a big baby, Ram]


Rendi: [Newly done patient. What's up with me?]


Rama smiled broadly seeing Rendi start on. He started typing messages.


[Suggestion of top markotop doctor. I became a big baby. In fact the wife does not want to be free to menggelonin I keep 😁]


Nico :[Dine. Otw hampers landed in Bandung anyway]


Aryan :[Truck. This thanksgiving mah. The hampers for all. Gpp is for a special Rendi. Make us an idea too]


Frame: [Ha ha ha..haseummmm].


Rama laughed to himself after sending a reply. Making Puput pat his shoulder as a reprimand because almost the plate of fruit held dropped.


Joints: [Catet noh, Ram. If I was the only one I loved, I would be boycotted by the mokondos]


William: [Njirrr, alien language out again 🤣]


Satya: [It will be mokondo tuh if the night doesang. If no time there is no chance. Alesan bini wants to pick up skul 😔]


Ricky: [It's a good thing the twins are still babies. I sometimes benefit from fieldwork by turning home first. Fopping]


AryA: [BOOKING TO OFFICE LATE]


Ricky : [Eh thumbs up my napa bucket ya 🙈]


William: [Neng Kiki is ready to pay 🤣]


Rama was amused by the completely absurd content of the chat, at a brain shift. Constantly laughing on their own.


Nico: [Btw, herbal doctor where did you say? I was giving you a prescription]


Arya: [Directly practiced kayaknya. The test run is]


Mizyan: [Heh..gue just finished mingelonin Mentari. The centil again mode on spoiled pengen dironin papa]


Mizyan: [Okay, I spill the ingredients. Memorize and practice, broh. Drink it yourself, the result is enjoyed both. Serrr nyut lah]


Ricky: [Warm me. Weather is shaky]


Chat is still long. Especially after the temperature of the world of peromesan detailing a new potion the results of his experiments. And he said it was guaranteed.


Rama spread his hands after putting the phone. Quite achy also play thumbs up against chat majors omes almost an hour. It tilts the body facing the stomach of the puput. Swiping his nose there. His brain began traveling to practice making potions.


"Neng, is there a milk bear?" Rama looked up at Puput who changed to chew bread snacks.


"There's."


"Daddy?"


"There's."


"Telor duck ato telor kampung chicken?"


"There's also duck eggs. What do you want?" The puput frowned.


"You make potions. The idea of a herbal doctor." Rama got up and sat down facing Puput.


"Whose herbal doctor? Aa's friend too?" Ask Puput.


"New title for bule Mizyan. He was diligent in his natural powerful medicine experiments. Make poison for the mondos. Haha." Rama laughed to himself.


"What is mokondo?!" Puput was astonished by the terms he thought were foreign.


"Ah done. That's the temperature secret. I just knew. Go to the kitchen, Neng. We make potions." Rama peeked.


"How is it going?" His stomach was still sitting in its place. Even though Rama had stood up to take him down to the kitchen.


"The bear's milk is warmed. Ready in yellow glass egg duck 1 grain mix 2 tablespoons honey. Shake, then milk poured. Take an angel, two hours before anu." Rama lowered his eyebrows.


"What time is it?" The pupils pointed with their chins towards the wall clock.


"Kalo is now making potions, meaning the match starts at midnight. CAN'T DO. I'm sleepy now. Bumil can't stay up." Firmly Escape accompanied by long yawning.


"Yaaah, fall dong martial world. They're making potions again. Aa, that's not. What about tomorrow morning?" Rama, who was a moment of nelangsa, returned sparkling.


"Tomorrow I'd like to have breakfast at Mami's house as well as a weekly night there. So want to decet-deket same candidate manten. Not sure if there are five more days of Cia's flush." Puput stared glaringly with sparkling highlight.


"After dawn, yes, Umma!" Rama seduced by rubbing eyes like a child.


Puput. "Papa's seduction has no effect. The utun again does not want to be looked at. He should, Papa. If Papa maksa, I'll be sick of vomiting. He wants to go to Oma's house tomorrow morning!"


Rama breathed a long breath. "Iyaaaah Umma," he said limp. The potion experiment had to be postponed to an uncertain time. Depends on mood.


The morning began to come. Puput was very excited to go to Mami Ratna's house. Dandan paripurna is not as usual. Rama was amazed by his wife's mood. When he woke up at dawn a plate of fried rice had filled his stomach. Six in the morning he was already taking me away. Hungry wanted to eat chicken porridge made by Mami who had been asked earlier at dawn.


Arriving at the house of the in-laws welcomed, Puput greeted the aroma of chicken porridge that went out to the middle room.


"Put, have you been nauseous about Rama's deck?" Mami Ratna stared in amazement at the sight of her daughter-in-law entering while writhing in Rama's arm.


"After Aa's phone call, I don't even want to be away from Aa." Said the exfoliated blushing in shame.


"Wuah Rama, where's the idea?" Mami widens eyes.


"The idea of my friend being a pediatrician, Mam." Rama smiled proudly. He immediately invited Puput to the dining room because the chicken porridge was cooked.


Cia came down the stairs with a spirited step on a sunny weekend. Been told that Rama and Puput will come. "Mam, who's carrying the baby," he said intercepting the step of the mother while sniffing the smell of flabby telon oil in the living room.


"Yes, Mih. Who's guests are there?" Follow Papi Krisna who just entered after jogging in the morning. Heard Cia's question.


Mami Ratna chuckled. "The baby's in the dining room. Let's join forces." Mami Ratna ignored the curious faces of her husband and youngest child. Let it be answered by itself.


...***...


Ciamorous


"The holidays have arrived, hurrah. The holidays have arrived. Hurray. My heart is happy." Ami prancing around Ibu Sekar who is still standing after hugging him full of longing. He just arrived home after Zaky picked up to the boarding school. Today starts the semester break.


"Mi, the body's a bongsor. Kind of like a kind of kind of kid's kind of behavior." Zaky threw the couch cushion that his sister was evading.


"Eit, it's not worth it." Ami poked her tongue at Zaky.


Ami is magical. The atmosphere of a quiet house suddenly crowded only by the furore and insignificance of one person.


"Mom, where's hape? Uhh, I can't wait for the status update." Ami asked but then ran to her mother's room. Making Mom Sekar just shake her head.


"Mom, where's Aul Tea?" Ask Ami who jumped onto the sofa. Can't wait for the phone to turn on.


"To campus." Mom's heart is short. His focus was on dismantling two Ami bags containing clean clothes and dirty clothes.


"What's the hell?" Ami muttered to himself. Tapping the temple to come up with creative ideas.


Ting tong's.


Ami looked towards the middle room. His mother no longer exists. Zaky just sounded good about going to Padepokan.


Ting tong's.


"Well bell-bel. Just interrupt it." Gerrutu Ami did not go down from his comfortable position sitting please on the sofa. Cell phones are stored on the desk.


Door handle turned. Door opens.


"Assalamu'alaikum, Ami..."


"Wa'alaikum salam. You want to see my mom?" Ami folded both hands on the chest. Alert mode.


"Mr wants to see Ami." Sahut middle-aged man sturdy. Be calm and smile knots. He, Mr. Bagja.


"Huh? Boong sir huh?" Ami squinted her eyes. Bluffing in disbelief.


"Father got word if Ami at 10 hours came home from the boarding school. So you want to give souvenirs for his godly son Ibu Sekar." Mr. Bagja showed both hands that had been hidden in the back.


No need to investigate. At first glance it can be read if the fruit of the hand on the right and left hand of Mr. Bagja is a honey donut and pizza.


"Thank you." Ami received a speech from Mr. Bagja. You cannot refuse if you are loved. But his face was still in a vigilant mode.


"Do you know who I'm coming from? From Mom, huh?" Ami was still holding the guest at the door. Not yet invited in.


"Not from mom. But from Aa Zaky." Mr. Bagja remains patient to face the bodyguard of Ibu Sekar.


Ami fell silent. I don't know what to think. Both hands are still held. A moment to look back. There is no mother.


"Father may enter but you must answer my two guesses first." Ami lowered her voice.


"You answered wrong?" Bagja raised one eyebrow.


"You answered wrong, so and thank you you you have to go home again. Not that I'm disrespectful, but it's wrong that you can't break your login password."


"The father answered correctly, in addition to being allowed to enter, Ami also had to get Father ngajak Mother, Aul, Zaky, and Ami to make dinner at Father's house. Deal?" Mr. Bagja pointed his little finger. He was not at all offended by the protective attitude of his youngest son Bu Sekar.


"Okay, deal." Ami frowned her little finger. Self-confident.