YOU'RE MY LITTLE FAIRY

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Satrio kicked Wira's buttocks who immediately grabbed his backpack containing tiwul bread without a stale base.

His own body is still in the power of his mother's arms, who has been nagging incessantly ever since he got out of the car.

Satrio could see the smile of his Papa and the proud look in his hero's eyes, as Satrio approached and kissed the middle-aged man's hand.

"Your dealings" said Mr. Susilo while patting his shoulder at a glance.

"You have to prank mama!" his mama's murmured into his arms and cried.

"I'm sorry, Ma" said Satrio, laughing and hugging his mother until they reached the dining room.

"Hug it can already choose now." muttered Pak Susilo who replied to a pinch of Bu Katarina on his back.

"Satrio hasn't had a bath yet, Ma. Still my fragrance has been bathing from dawn" said Mr. Susilo who continued to walk beside his son and wife who hugged.

"Father huh!" bu Katarina's murmur was upset and then hit her husband's arm which chuckled without sin.

Satrio grimaced with his own thoughts about what his father had done before until he had to take a bath at dawn.

"It's enaaak!" exclaims the Wira who has sat sweetly facing a box of bread by-by from Satrio.

"Be transferred to the plate first dong Mas Kecil.." scolded Bu Katarina while staring annoyed at her youngest child and then moved to the kitchen.

Satrio himself immediately slid into his room which he had been living in the past six months.

The hero just grimaced unmoved.

Mr. Susilo had sat down to enjoy the tiwul bread and the mangosteen approved the speech of the Hero earlier.

"Kok we never knew there was good bread in Jogja?" mr. Susilo said as he re-picked the slice of bread.

"Maybe it wasn't long ago, Pa. I was only in college because there were children Jogja mudik trus back bring tiwul bread. But take this away from what my friend brought me." said Wira.

"Pinter Mas mu nyari bread" said Mr. Susilo praised.

"Most ask for recommendations from coworkers who are girls" said Wira still with his chew.

Ms. Katarina reentered the dining room while carrying two jars of tempe chips and hand made Ijo beans from Mbak Puji.

"Alhamdulillah..finally my son is useful as well." exclaimed Mr. Susilo saw the contents of the two jars.

"Husses!" exclaim Bu Katarina sebel.

"Yes at least he went home brought by- by the one his family liked. By-by him buy using his own hard earned money again. It's cool, though. To be grateful and appreciated" said Mr. Susilo with a happy smile.

"But he's a little bit thin. He must have been really angry there. Can't get a free snack because the salary is small" said Bu Katarina half whispered in a sad tone.

The hero stopped the chewing.

Suddenly he was sorry for his brother.

Is it true what her mother said just now?

"That's her choice, Ma. We'll keep giving him rations. But he chose not to use the money. It was her choice. We have to respect his decision" Mr. Susilo said calmly.

"You are the true behavior, let it not be punished like your Mas" said Bu Katarina as she looked at the Wira who quickly nodded.

"Find a real boyfriend. Don't be like your brother. Make it angry." continued Mr. Susilo who was greeted by the thumbs up Wira.

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Satrio hit his bed with a feeling of longing and then circulated his gaze throughout his room that did not change one bit.

This is his room from childhood.

Back when he was a kid he was rooming with Wira because he was just as timid.

But after he Junior High and already felt the need for privacy he asked for his own room and kicked Wira out of this room and Wira inhabit the room next to his room.

Satrio smiled to recall the happy cry of his father - because it got by-by him - when he just got to his doorstep.

By-by a dime that even if he wanted, his papa could buy his cake shop very easily.

But by-by dime he bought from his salary. The result he works

with a salary that is not much when compared to the salary of employees who are paid by their papa every month.

But Satrio felt there was a bit of pride when bringing by-then home.

He grabbed the bag of cradles that were lying next to him, then felt the zippered pocket on the inside of the bag.

A small red velvet-lined box in the shape of a rose.

He opened the box and saw a tiny white gold ring there.

He forces Widuri to accompany him in search of the ring because Satrio thinks the tastes of fellow tomboys between his mother and Widuri must not be far too different.

This is the ring she's gonna give as a birthday present to her mom tonight.

Hope your mom likes it....

The knock several times on the door of his room made Satrio rush to throw the gift immediately into his bag.

"Breakfast first, Mas." call his mother from the door.

"I'll take a shower, Ma. Just a moment." replied Satrio then sprinted a little into his bathroom and took a special flash mode shower.

Just five minutes of ritual in the bathroom and then he was out of the room wearing his shirt.

"Mandi duck....Duck bath teroooosss.." wok wira who had started eating it.

Satrio just pulled the back of his sister's head until he almost kissed the surface of the plate full of sauce.

"Mockfuck you!" aspir Wira then hit Satrio's head with a spoon he held.

"Udah! Don't start it!" exclaimed her mother with a fierce look towards her two children.

"Si Sableng who started." murmured Satrio as he poked at the rice in a relaxed style.

"You guys Iket on the rambutan tree there if not in her mouth." lerai mama again.

Mr. Susilo was cool to bribe his breakfast while looking at the small noise of his two bachelor children.

In his heart he was grateful to still be able to see and enjoy the childish behavior of his two sons even though they were adults.

Their behavior just like their behavior when they were Kindergarten and SD first.

Just as ignorant and no one wants to give up.

There should be a child in this house to rival the behavior of Satrio and Wira.

"The kick is really good, Ma." praise Satrio make the face of his mother immediately smile.

Satrio old school tricks that are always powerful to make his mother stop nagging.

"Mama Masakin's intentional for Mas. Tomorrow if you go back to Jogja Mama make a side dish there. Go home by plane just let it get there quickly" said Ms. Katarina.

"See him not enough to buy a plane ticket for economy class too, Ma. This old date."soh Mr. Susilo while chuckling.

Satrio looked down embarrassed while smiling to justify his Papa's words.

"I've bought a train ticket, Ma" said Satrio to make Bu Katarina a little disappointed.

"Mama make it together yes, let it last." another idea immediately appeared in the head of Bu Katarina in order to keep giving a stock of side dishes for her favorite child.

"In Jogja many times who sell together." murmured Wira while glancing at his mother.

Satrio stepped on his sister's foot so as not to comment.

"Ouch! What the hell is minginjek-ninjek?!" exclaimed Wira while looking at Satrio annoyed.

"Keinjek keleeeees.." - Satrio lied.

"Let's go straight, Mommy?" ask the girl while chewing.

"So." answered Satrio briefly.

"Where are you going?" ask Mr. Susilo curiously.

"From my family's address, Pa." replied Satrio quickly.

"Promise her return before the magrib" said Ms. Katarina seriously.

"Iyaaaa." answered Satrio and Wira compactly.

They feel like a good kind of kind of kind of kid who wants to play on the field.

"Where are we going to dinner, Ma?" ask Satrio then.

"In his new cafe Wira." replied Bu Katarina with a proud look.

"Do you have a cafe? Kereeeeeen!" exclaiming Satrio while punching the arm of Wira.

"Joinan equals two of my friends. New soft opening really." said Wira slightly blushed.

"Manage with the real. Can make a practice before you hold the company" said Mr. Susilo while staring at serious Hero.

"The company is Mas's business, Pa. I'm just happy." said Wira while chuckling trying to evade her obligations.

"You forgot how many companies we have? Where might Masmu hold his own. He may not marry for the rest of his life." said Mr. Susilo quickly.

"Marriage of times, Pa....Married to ud...aduuuh!" wira's sentence stopped because Satrio stuck his head with a spoon.

"When you're thirty, you've got to hold the company, Sat. If you can before that, you are married. But a real wife." said Mr. Susilo still with a serious mimic.

"Next year dong deadline." said Wira.

"You too if you want to marry papa, Wir..has 25 marriages" said Ms. Katarina chimed in.

"No one can get married yet, Ma" Wira said while grinning in embarrassment.

"O Allah. But why not do it?" said Bu Katarina as she raised her head.

"Not good, Ma....Nyari who is high quality so the ghost of Buwono is not easy" said Wira defending himself.

"Your boyfriend in Jogja doesn't want you to know us yet, Sat?" ask Mr. Susilo casually.

"Huh?! Who said I had a boyfriend there? Ma'am Praise?" satrio was upset.

"New PDKT, Pa." said Mrs Katarina as she glanced.

"Because. If it is already sreg, immediately apply. The important thing is that she is a good woman" Mr. Susilo said.

"What are the criteria of good women?" ask Wira.

"That knows manners. Who know and practice religion. Know how to appreciate your husband and parents. And definitely should not be the wife or fiancee of people" said Mr. Susilo.

"Neasy.." - Wira.

Satrio just looked down. He began to worry about the words of his father who had to marry before the age of 30.

The time to find a wife is only next year.

Satrio's daydream in between his breakfast was interrupted when the phone in his pocket shook and then shrill the dial tone.

"Definitely her boyfriend." guess Wira sotoy.

Satrio only glanced coldly at his sister and his eyes sparkled when he saw her screen filled with one face.

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