Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome
Come in the middle of the night

Hc .. tok ....

The sound of knocking on the door blew away the concentration of the Sky that was focusing on staring at the laptop screen. The man put his ears on so as not to hear wrong. The clock on the wall was eleven o'clock at night. Screaming, of course. A little while no longer heard from, the man continued his activities.

Hc .. tok ....

"Eh, another whimper," the sky sagged. From the door curtain he peeked, it seemed like the front room was already dark. Mama must have slept.

Hc .. tok ....

Tok ....

The beats were increasingly heard, fearful and curious ambushing the Heavens. The man got up to find out who came to his house at almost midnight. Ghost or human?

Seeetttt ....

As soon as the man was on the doorstep of his room, he looked up at the side window of the door, ah, stupid! Of course not visible because it is covered in red curtains rumba-rumba.

Gts ....

"Who, huh? Han-ghost or person?" He did another stupid thing. Ask the creature behind the front door. There's no answer. The sky turned around and shot into the kitchen.

Not long ago it came back.

Tok ... tok ....

Tok ... tok ....

Czechs ....

The sky opened the door and threw a single hand of salt right at Bening's body. The woman gawked in surprise at the Sky's welcome. Even the man was surprised.

"Mba-Mbak Be-Bening___"

"Rengit, rancid!!!" Clear nose kempis. Teeth clashed against each other as if ready to pounce on the pale-faced man.

Print ....

The main light is turned on by Mamak. "Who's having a midnight guest like this, Lang?" tanyakanya. Mamak came closer and felt alien to Bening's face. "You malem-malem is looking for a very beautiful woman. He's human or ...."

"Sstttt, Mom. He's a Clear Ma'am, Mak. Sky Wife," replied Heaven.

"Oooooooooo, is she your wife, Lang?" Mamak observed the appearance of Bening. "It's really pretty, yeah," said Mamak. "But his face is red, why?" Mama doesn't stop talking.

My face is red because your son is insolent!!! Basic Rengit!!! inner Clear furious.

The sky looked clumsily at Bening, while the woman was forcibly scowling towards the Sky.

"Come in, kid!" Mamak.

Clear did not immediately enter, but cleaned the remaining salt grains that were still in the clothes, even some went into the pocket of his shirt. The woman snorted.

"Pardon me" said Sky feeling guilty.

"Sorry! What do you mean, throw this much salt on my body?!" ask Bening with stifled intonation. Afraid to hear.

Sky scowled. "I guess_____" Not continuing the sentence afraid Bening getting angry.

"What?! You think I'm a kuntimanak! Huh!"

The sky turned to rubbing the nape. "Hi .. hi .. yes, sorry. Abisnya, at midnight like this who else is visiting the house of the people if not a countryman so."

"Talk at the door. Get your wife in, Lang!" mamak said he had brought a cup of tea back.

"Come on Ma'am, come in!"

Clear following the steps Sky sat on the sofa.

Bening. You do not know my struggle until here, this is even welcomed like this! Tau gini, nyesel follow Mama's advice.

"Just take a walk!" ketus Bening with a rotation of the middle eye.

"The middle of the mall gini streets?!" confused Sky.

"You're funny." She laughed at the interaction of the two. After changing the face seriously, Mamak said. "Benak Belain came here because of the Sky, right? Mama told him to come home, but he didn't want to. Afraid to disturb Nak Bening who said he had more work. Stay each of these also with the consent of the two of you. So, Mamak can't force Sky to go home Nak Bening."

"Yes, Mom. We agreed to stay apart for a while. But Mama disagreed. That's why midnight gini, Bening here. Sorry ma'am, if my arrival is disturbing," said Bening.

"What's wrong, son. Mamaak Seneng Nak Bening want to nginep here so the sky does not like to stay up late."

Bening glanced at the man beside her who looked puzzled. "So, Miss Bening want to stay here?" reset Sky.

"What kind of budek are you, anyway?! I told you that!" bening replied softly by bringing his face closer to the ears of Heaven. The man shuddered.

"Sleeping with Mamaak or___"

"Yes sleep with you, Lang! How are you!" suhut Mamak who heard the words Sky.

"But, Mother. Sky Room is narrow, Ma'am Bening sleep where?"

"Narrow is fine too. You're a couple's husband and wife."

"Bg ... This mama! That's not what Heaven means, Mommy."

"Well, bring your wife into the room. Pity it will catch a cold."

"The jury's not coming, Ma'am?" The sky had instead asked about Mang Juri.

"No. He's home."

"Lang, Nak Bening, Mamak came in first, yes," said Mamak.

"Yes, Mom."

Now in the front room there is only Bening and Sky, both are silent before Sky permission to enter the room for a while.

"I have to quickly clean up my things," said Sky. His hands are adept at storing laptops and iPads. Dirty clothes that have not been taken to the bathroom do not escape cleaning.

While clutching dirty clothes, Sky was surprised by the figure of Bening who was already standing on the door frame of the room, observing his activities.

Pluck ....

The orange-colored triangular fabric fell on the feet of the Sky. The clear glare is the same as the sky. Omegats. As fast as the lightning of Heaven lowered his head and took the sacred cloth.

A moment later Bening smiled faintly and cast a glance in all directions to observe the square room measuring 4x3 meters.

Pretty neat. A small wooden cabinet was located in the corner of the room and on top of it was a pile of books. Beside the bed there is a table and a chair. On the wall facing the rising sun there is a small window covered with red curtains of rumba-rumba. And, the small bed was filled with thin foam with a bulky-colored bed sheet. Ah, just like the person if it fits the meatballs sale again.

On the wall directly above the headboard was a fan stuck there.

"I go back first, Ma'am," said Sky with his dirty clothes.

After Sky left, Bening hesitated to go deeper. Could tonight sleep in a room more like a maid's room. Eh, no! Even the maid's room in her house was more luxurious than this.

Sitting on the bed. Feels hard when his ass hits the already thin foam mattress. Swallowing hard spit, really did not expect tonight to have to sleep in a room like this.

The sky returned with Bening's small backpack lying on the sofa, also carrying pieces of cardboard.

Bening's gaze was fixed on the square cardboard, wondering what the cardboard was for.

The sky that knew Bening's gaze instantly answered the question that was on the woman's mind. "Make fanfare. The fan above was broken, yesterday was not really perfect. Afraid of overheating, so I ready this cardboard cut to create a natural fan."