Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome
CEO and meatball

"Don't you, the tumben is partially covered?!"

"Yes, Neng. More flu, fear of bothersome, nular, and unhygienic."

"Kalo closed so handsome does not look plenary dong, Bang. Kite can only look at the beautiful eyes of Brother, can not look at the sharp nose and sexy lips Abang."

"Choor, prikiteuw ...." The young lady's friend was teasing.

Behind the mask, the sky smiled funny. Almost every day, young female customers tease and joke so. But he did not take it seriously. The slopp has been heard hundreds of times since he opened the orange tent on Radish Road.

Today visitors to orange tents are very crowded. The place provided until not enough. Some buyers choose to bring a plastic moving chair next to the tent. In addition to cool, there is a view of the city park that can be seen from where he sits.

The sky raised the wooden table and placed it in front of them.

"Bang, the place is less big. Make it again, napa."

"Yes. Just haven't been able to take care of his license. Ribet and long anyway, so it's kind of malleable."

"Ough. My friend has a restaurant, Bang. Collaboration has benefits. Brother there's a bigger and cooler place, my friend there's a lot of visitors."

"No, Neng. There is no courage to join a restaurant. What, just a ginian meatball must be a lot of rivals. In part I choose to open here because this place has not been sold meatballs, I think more strategic here. God willing, if there is capital I make a bigger place'."

In the car.

"Non, you want to samperin Mas Langit, right?" ask Mang Juri.

Bening who from earlier watched the sky from behind the car window just remained silent. Every time he returned home from the office, he always passed the Radish Road, Bening told Mang Juri to stop the car at a distance of 10 meters from the orange tent. When you want to go down, treated to a scene that seems to make his heart squeezed something invisible. Little claustrophobic.

The sky, the man who has the status of her husband is in the veil of women of various ages. A slight pain moved the memory of his treatment of the man.

"Are we home now, Non?" Naturally Mang Juri from earlier asked how Bening wanted, for about an hour they just kept quiet and watched. Mang Juri scratching her head no longer understood Bening's wishes.

"It could be quiet, no! Just wait for orders from me, from now on ask!" jakkak Bening's. Although the age of Mang Juri is much older, it does not necessarily make Bening reluctant. Perhaps that fierce character had existed since birth.

Mang Juri shut her mouth tightly. Knowing his employer is in a bad mood, it is better to be quiet.

"Well, just go there, tell him to make Mama's order! I'm males coming down."

"Oh, that. Okay, Non."

Mang Juri immediately went down and walked a long way to arrive at the orange tent.

"Mas Langit" he said when he arrived.

"Lho, Manga. Stop by here? How, walk? Mama's alone?" The sky asked questions.

"No, the car's there." Mang Juri pointed to the car parked away from the orange tent.

"Same Sister?" guess Sky. And Mang Juri nodded.

"That .. was told by the Madam's favorite meatballs. But, maap ...." Mang Juri hesitated to continue saying.

"Sorry for what?"

"I'm not given the same money as Non-Pure."

"Ha ha ...." Behind the mask, the sky laughed. "I guess what's up, Mang. No matter what, pesenan for Mama yes do not pay, Mang. I will also make it. Free."

"Udah, wait a minute!"

After concocting the order, a little quiet because the buyer was enjoying the food. The sky runs by carrying plastic containing meatballs that have been prepared earlier.

Tuk .. tuk .... The sky knocked on the car glass.

Spree .... The glass is open.

"Why not come down?"

"Males," replied Bening.

"This is a meatball for Mama I have wrapped, there is for Embak too," said Sky thrusting in front of Bening.

Bening stuck out his hand, received the package and put it next to him. His lips did not say anything.

"Ohya, tonight and then don't wait for me to come home. All the clothes I have brought. I live in a Mamak house. That way Mrs Bening is not careless anymore."

Clear petrified, a few seconds later staring at the sky. "What because of what I said?"

"That's what you want, isn't it!"

The face of Heaven was covered in a mask, Bening could only highlight the eyes of Heaven. Stay in the shade without anger. However the treatment.

"Not so, anyway. But, I don't know." Confused with the heart can only answer ambiguously.

"I'm going there again, Ma'am. Must be on my nyariin. I just want to say that, so I came here. Don't bother anymore. Ma'am's life will be as peaceful as ever." The sentence of Heaven ended with a curved smile, but unfortunately Bening could not see. Not long after that the man turned and moved away.

Bening's manic continued to settle on the man's seluet. Although now away. There is a sense of loss, sadness mixed confused with his own feelings. He also felt that Heaven was a good man, but somehow his togetherness in a forced marriage could not be accepted. Cannot be combined in a short time. Ego is still high to uphold. She's a CEO, and her husband's just a meatball. Status is what affects the attitude of the Bening.

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The car that was driven by Bening had arrived at the courtyard of the house. After entering the house, the woman gave a package of meatballs to the household assistant to be stored first. He immediately went into the room.

Bm ....

The door was closed firmly. Pain in the chest can still be felt. He walked behind the door, the usual backpack lying there was no more. Then to the couch, there's nothing there. In addition to pain, a void ambushed although not full.

After cleaning yourself, lay down your body in bed. A flash of shadow had sprung up, let alone the thought of last night's events. "Ah, why fucked up gini! Ngeselin!" Get up and get out of the room looking for Mama Has. It turned out that Mama Has was enjoying the Sky-made meatballs.

"Why is his face bent like that?"

"Tau Ma had stopped by the meatball tent, he said he wanted to stay at his house" Bening told the point.

"You mean the sky went home?" surprised Mama Has to glare.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Lho, the sky is not saying goodbye to Mama?!"

"Eum, sorry, His. Madam Langit wanted to leave but Madam was still in the room. Called also not Nyahut, so Mas Langit just pesen same me," interrupted Bibik.

Mama Has looked to Bibik and returned to Bening. "Why again?! You're expelled!" the accusation. "Mama doesn't understand you anymore. Don't know what your mind is. You are old enough for mahamin what to do in a household. If you don't want to, yes, it's, maybe it's better for Heaven to go home." Just now Mama Has showed her anger at Bening. The middle-aged woman was already very upset by her own daughter's attitude.