Drunk Duda (Ceria Skalane Time)
MD159S. Blushing

"Nothing." I shook my head, then pulled the blanket over my neck. 

Why do I look thirsty? Is it because of the needs of adult women? Plus, I haven't felt a male touch in a long time? 

"You're scaring me." He nodded and came out of this room. 

Why is he afraid? Am I a girl and is she a boy? I wonder, how does he attack Ajeng if he is afraid of women? 

This sense of interest, makes it hard to get back. Stupidly I imagined him coming back to my room and doing something rude. 

Ouch, your descendants, pah. He has his own charm, from the Ghifar bang whose smile contains palm sugar to Gibran whose silence is even so interesting. Apparently, the older brother of Gibran also has great appeal if swallowed* chest. 

The snoring came back, why are men so easy to slumber? In fact, he snored strongly even though his body was not fat. 

I chose to hug Kirei, the smell of Gavin's body perfume clinging to Kirei's clothes. So alluring, but it feels soft and winning. 

Well, the crazier I am. 

Until the morning, I was wrong to be at the dinner table with Gavin. He ate casually, but where did the shirt go? Why is it so hard to wear a shirt? I so n**** dine, but n*** others. 

"You're overusing blush?" Mamah Dinda looked at my face, as she placed the side dish in front of me. 

"No, Mah." Danger, mamah Dinda started the story. 

"Ehm, the fertile days are coming apparently." Papah Adi glanced at me, and then he laughed. 

Can they read my situation? 

"Blushing," said Dinda by moving back to the front of the stove. 

They really understand, I'm ashamed. Why is my face all blushing anyway? 

"Ask Mamah dong, how, Mah. Mamah you can handle it," said papah Adi who increasingly embarrassed me. 

Mamah Dinda laughed. "Watch a movie."

Eh? I mean I was told to touch myself? I never thought in that direction. 

Papah Adi laughed again. "It hurts my heart to see you're independent."

Has Mamah Dinda ever been independent when it comes to touch touch? 

"Rather than blushing every look brother. Make no mistake about living this life." Mamah Dinda brought another side dish to the dining table. 

"You just have to ask." Papah Adi kept laughing. 

"Don the husband of dzolim." Mamah Dinda put on her ugly face. 

"Oh yeah? Yes timing? Ls i? Is she?" The restless husband of Adi's papah apparently. 

In the status of husband and wife, Mamah Dinda in the sense that it was ever discovered that Adi papah touched himself. He has a husband, but he does his own touch. Was Papah Adi incapable then? Or, papah Adi really dzolim as said by mamah Dinda. 

"Former Maya!" Mamah Dinda scooped her husband's face continuously until Papah Adi laughed loosely. 

Oh, third person thing. 

"One mistake, it is still remembered to the posterity," said Gavin with a glance at his parents. 

"That's Ma you." Papah Adi glanced at his wife who was behind his chair. 

I guess what kind of dzolim. I guess, the dzolim are like incapable. Apparently, about the third person. Because of the third person, Mama Dinda chose to touch herself rather than by asking her husband. 

"What time do we sleep, Mah? I'm home at eleven, it's dark all these lights." Gavin opened another chat. 

Turns out he came in at eleven? Then he's been sleeping in my bed a long time? Ish, why just sleep.

Eh, I don't know! I'm in a mess right now. 

"Hour tenth, right left ask for a pillow. Above the bottom was given a pillow, continued by itself doormats of hands and feet. Many more of your child's behavior, by the way yes can not yet. Mostly Cala's vocabulary, just your son's nimble movements. Cala usually ngesot, even then occasionally moved places. Try your son removed on the floor, he's been to the cake nyari money," said Papah Adi. 

Turns out right, Cali's here because of Gavin's request. He wants to fall asleep with his son, baby his son sleep first. It seems, too, that he thought Kirei was Cali, because he was already very sleepy. She thought I was her mother. It looks like it, because he didn't open his mouth why he was in my room. 

"Make sure to talk, Pah. Fear speech delay." Gavin leaned towards me to take the side dishes presented before me. 

"Yes, Vin. It's not strange to be late, people have derivatives." 

Yes, too, Key was five years old still cedal. Great, chatty as well. 

"Who?" Gavin just poured the glass. 

Haduh, I was worried that my face looked redder and read by them. 

"Mom," I mamah Dinda chuckled. 

"Sih, can it be smooth if people maki?" His son's mouth made me laugh. 

"Should it be gagu? Shame dong I?" Mamah Dinda ended up sitting next to me. 

He looked at me, then chuckled. "Ria, Iris. The danger is you! Watch out, don't you dare hold on."

Alamak, I've got a warning from his mother. He was really sensitive, he really understood my situation. 

I just kept quiet, Mama Dinda said softly.

"Keep a shower, Vin. Wear a neat dress, take Cali for a walk," pinta mamah Dinda to her son. 

Tuh right? Mamah Dinda understands my cause of blushing. 

"Yes, Mah. Are both of them? Mama's not coming?" Gavin's still eating. 

"No, both of them. If it's three, even be a mother to connect your son again." Mamah Dinda seemed to be insinuating me. 

"Let Cali depend on you, because whining or wanting something is only for you who were with him at the time. Quality time is, get closer to your own child," added papah Adi. 

"Hmm, worried about the bad cry kept me suspected of kidnappers. Kissed, she's hysterical." Gavin bobbles head. 

"Usually, the kidnapper doesn't look like his victim." Mama Dinda made us laugh together. 

I was getting ready to leave. Several times, I went back and forth to my mother's house to pick up my shoes and briefcase. Problem one, my car can't turn on. 

"The father never warmed my car." I'm annoyed that I'm not a bitch, because my car is not preserved in this fancy garage of theirs. 

"Hey, how do you know if your car is inside. Papah's car never entered the garage, it was under the tree. Wear it occasionally, that's what brought Papah's son." Papah Adi couldn't help me start my car. 

"Use the car that is there aja tuh," exclaimed mamah Dinda from outside the garage. 

"Don't! Wants to wear. Mamah's car I'm carrying, boncos tires from up ahead. Lazy replace me, later there will be someone here all service the car." Gavin forbade me from wearing his parents' car. 

Hm, sad. Because even had to ride an online motorcycle, even though I was neat with this span skirt. Plus, the pickup time is up to fifteen minutes because the village is so remote. 

"Againly sent, Ghifar also departed from earlier. Ria was late dancing, back and forth just looking for stuff." Papah started to digress. 

"It's all my stuff at mom." I got out of this garage and followed Adi's papah. 

They had two cars, one stayed at home and the other carried by Gavin. True about the flat tire car, the car that Gavin brought back is dirty and severely deflated tires. 

"Anterin went to your brother's factory, Vin!" pinta papah Adi later. 

"Heem, come on." Gavin went back inside the house and came out wearing a shirt. 

Why do you look sexy? Are my eyes weak in faith? Or is his charm beyond reason? 

"Nitip Kirei huh, Mah?" I say goodbye to Mamah Dinda who is standing on the terrace holding Kirei. 

"OKAY. The spirit of work." Mamah Dinda smiled widely. 

"Ready, Mah." I said goodbye to Adi's papah and then walked towards the car. Gavin had gotten into the car, he served as an impromptu driver. 

Tuh right? The money hypnotized me. This illegal widower just made you drunk. 

"Ehh, what the hell are you doing? I secretly noticed, right? You're a little weird, often looking so red. What you? SANGat kangEn?" Believe it or not, it seems to reinforce the uppercase letter. 

Dead lice. 

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