Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome
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Bening's body was already much fresher after taking a bath with the warm water prepared by the Sky earlier. The woman was trailing behind Mamak when the elderly woman was washing and drying clothes.

"Is it bad to pack a washing machine, Mom? More energy efficient with dry chips. If you buy at least three millions."

Mamak smiled as he quickly squeezed clothes for the sun. "Not everyone has to pack a machine, Son Bening. There's a lot to think about. We are used to living simply. After all, homework that nourishes the body also nourishes the bag. Electricity is also more efficient."

"Tap mamak pity old nyuci clothes hand pack."

The sky walked past them carrying buckets of water. Bening just watched. Still visible from his view, it turns out the man was washing the motorbike.

"Lang, aren't you going to the market? it's noon!" shouting Mamak.

"Yes, Mom. Finish cleaning the Sky motor immediately depart."

"To what market, Mom?" ask Bening.

"Buy ingredients for sale later. Usually leave early in the morning. Maybe there's a clear Nak so it's a bit relaxing. Ohya, it's Sunday too, Mamak to forget."

"Why Sunday, Mom?" .

Mamak. "Say Sky, she's lazy Sunday to the market through the park a lot of girls run in the morning. They like the seductive son of Mamak."

"Bhbb, right, Mom? Funny, yeah. Usually men who tease, why be a woman who seduces."

"Bang Lang!!!"

"City ... What the hell, Bah, yelling?!"

"Sunday, nih, hitchhiking to the market, yes. I want to buy fish."

"Eh, I can't, Nong! There's another bonfire."

"Who, Bang? Kok, gita? Ish ... Whose son is dong Bang?"

"Nebeng Kasep September, Sunday he went to the market also usually."

"Wouldn't! 'Kan, he wants to be the same Brother Lang!" The woman named Habibah was flickering seductively at Heaven.

Bening appeared to stop Sky chatter with Habibah. The High School girl who was none other than Sky's own neighbor was very fond of the man even though their age was adrift very far. The charm of a handsome meatballs is inevitable, able to thrilling women who look on. Old, young, all attracted to his charm.

"Say Mamak order breakfast!" said Bening when close to the sky.

"Yes, just finished washing the bike. I'll be in."

"Who, Bang? Pisan gelis? Is there a woman like this in my house? Huh, brother cheated! Turn your heart away from Bibah! Amaaaaakkkk, Bang Evil Sky, Mak!" Habibah rushed back to his house.

Bening gawked and looked at the sky. The man laughed out loud with his shoulders. "That's a big boy! Be crazy about me" said the Sky.

"Diddeliver! Pede!" The corner of his lips lifted up, then left the sky again.

In the dining room next to the kitchen there are no teak carvings, or other expensive chairs. Just the same plastic chair as the one in the orange tent. Even the food menu is nothing fancy, there is only eggplant sambal, tofu and tempe fried also chicken ungkep sweet soy sauce. The simple menu is the clear breakfast menu this morning.

Initially very hesitant to eat the foreign food menu, but seeing Mamak and Sky was very greedy, no doubt the woman wanted to try. When a mouthful of rice and side dishes were already in his mouth. It doesn't feel bad. I've never rasain this menu either.

"Sir Bening, Sunday join Sky to the market, will you?" Mamak.

"To the market, Mommy?"

"Yes, take a walk. I forgot I had a study today. You will not have a friend."

Looks like thinking. If it's like this isn't his chance to go home? Ah, but Mama Has has warned not to go home before Monday night. It must be with the sky. Sucks. Worse, all the cards and cash were confiscated. He came to the house of Heaven carrying nothing but his clothes.

"Don't, Ma! At home alone many dangers threaten. If you don't mind coming along, that's okay. All the streets, all the holiday work."

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The sky thrusting a helmet at Bening. The woman received a helmet that had been worn before. "My hair will be flat, so it is also damaged by ketombean or there are nails!"

"No! Guaranteed not!"

"Squealing! I never had a motorbike. Scared!"

"Not to be afraid, I'm an expert in motorbike driving. The important thing is that the handle is tight!"

"Too riding the motor down and die. In vain dong, young even already dead."

"God! Not all riders fall off the bike and die, right?! The market is just this decket. Thirty minutes is good. Then take a shortcut."

Bening did not argue anymore, even though his heart was murmuring but he still hugged behind the Sky. Maybe you have no other choice.

The motor matic is at the stater. "Bak don't forget the handle."

"Handle?! What should I hold?" If holding with the iron in the rear body of the motor is not possible. Must look funny.

"Handle the end of my jacket is fine" Heaven ordered. Though hesitant, but Bening followed her husband's orders. And the motor began to drive down the narrow alleyway.

Fresh wind hit Bening's face that was not covered in helmet glass. His lips smiled faintly with his first experience riding the two-wheeled vehicle. There is fun mixed with fear also drives adrenaline. Both hands clung tightly to the end of the Sky-worn jacket. The body is very close but not attached. There was a distance he had left.

Nudity ....

When the motorcycle tires can not avoid the hollow road, the helmets worn collide with each other.

"Oh, slow down, dong! Look at the real road!" nagel Clear.

"Sorry, Mom! Don't mistake me! Salahin is the road uneven. Lots of holes so there's no other choice but to be sifted through!"

"Ngeles, aja!"

"Yes, don't believe me!"

Nudity ....

"Aawh, Rengit!"

"I'm sick too, Mom! Not just you!"

Piqued. It was just hitting the Sky helmet hard! He made the man complain of pain. What is a clear reaction? The woman was wide-eyed with her hands still beating the helmet the Sky was wearing even though it was not as hard as before.

"Auuuh, sick, Ma'am! Ouch, duh, duh!!! Really jahil, anyway!" the Sky Canda that made Bening laugh even more. From the rearview mirror Heaven can see a clear laugh wrapped in his cheerful face. The Sky Heart was also happy to see the usually indifferent and fierce woman could now be blown away without any burden.

"Thankiratin! So have no eyes! Look at the right path, we'll fall!"

"Not going to fall if you hold on tight."

"I'm holding on!"

"Handle there, don't go down, touch my pentol a'co!"

"Vaaahhhh ... Renggiiit! I just hit tau rasa, you know! Ngeselin!" sulk Bening but leaving a blushed face embarrassed.

"Ha ha ...."