Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome
Egoist Debutant

"Mom, would you like to go home now? But I want to clean up first," said Sky asked Bening.

"No! If I go home, who will I go home with?! Mang Juri's gone home first!" ketus Clear.

"So you want to go home with me?" The sky was unsure. But Bening nodded.

The man took off the hat and scratched the back of the head that was not itchy. "Where is it? I went home to Mamak first while pushing a meatball cart. How will he continue to be? If the road together to the house of Mamak is not tired? Not shy?"

"You don't have to think much. Cepetan's been-done!" tell it.

The sky tidied up how many bowls of meatballs to wash, then rearranged to storage. Tables and chairs are arranged and placed close to each other. Then take off the orange tent and roll it up.

It was a long time ago when I saw the sky clean up everything. Did he help? Of course not! The woman sat observing from a place a little far away. Seeing the sky seem tired and sweaty, Bening took a tissue in his bag and gave it to the Sky.

The sky that was about to throw water in the bucket was stunned to see Bening suddenly appear. Almost I water it in flush to the body of the wife. Lucky no! If it happens, it is certain that two weeks the woman will go crazy with her tantrums. 'Luckily' Inner Sky.

"Mbak ngagetin's. Good thing not to flush."

"About me I haven't had a shower yet I want to flush my laundry water!" Clear looks fierce.

Sky scowled. "It's not! His only appearance suddenly so I was shocked. Fortunately, my hand had a brake. Congratulations to you."

Pouring a tissue in front of the sky.

"What's it for, Mommy?"

"To be!" sahut Bening fast.

"Huh?"

"Yes make your sweatpants, Rengit!" Bening's teeth were shaking.

The sky turned sweet smile. "Oh. Thanks though. My wife's attention. Brother is in love," as always Heaven.

Bening. "I love too. Sometimes it's hard to be angry with you. Especially if you are selfish. Huh, want to get your head so you don't be stubborn anymore!"

The sky was made to laugh with a clear manner and demeanor this afternoon. "Don't pack a hammer. But pack your love, Ma'am. Let my head fill up just Embak."

"Heh, even a rival. Buruan ready geh. Tired to know here. It's hot again."

"Yes, Miss Boss. It's gonna be over soon. Let's go home later."

The tissue that was thrust by Bening was just passed by. The sky forgets if the wife intends to clean her sweat.

"Basic Rengit!" sizzle Clear.

Just as the sky was done, he began to prepare to push the meatball cart and went home. But remember the Bening. He approached. "How tambak? Sure you want to walk together? Not tired? Not shy?" The sky asked questions.

"No! How about it, there's no other choice."

"If Embak wants to be picked up by Habibah, I'll call first."

"Barng that snot chick? Your heavy pens? OH, GOSH!"

"Same he's not legitimately jealous, Ma'am. He's my cake."

"Can you just ngeles! Adek what? Obviously he's chasing you to the odd chick. He's not a cake, but a rival cake for me!"

"My agent was jealous of all. May I deket the same Mamak, Embak jealous too?"

"Don't be crazy, Rengit! I'm still sane."

Sky chuckles. "Oh, if I don't call Kasep or Teddy to pick up Embak motorbike package!"

Clear twisting eyeballs. "Aren't you jealous, your wife was hugged by another man?" Clear heating.

"They're my friends, not going to slend tackles. After all, they will not dare for long with Embak. So, Embak is fierce and ...."

"Ren!!! Andwhat?! Huh uh?! Look out for you, tonight there's no ration! You slept outside! And there is no offer just **** pentol a'co only. NOTHING!" loudmouth.

"Wad. Threats are more dangerous than people without money. Don't be silly with husband. How about a neighbor's bowl?"

"You mean?"

"Yes if the wife's bowl does not want to enter, forced dong into the neighbor's bowl!"

"Reeeenggggiiiiiiit!!!" He screams in frustration.

The sky is broken.

The twilight almost disappeared. Orange bias little by little rolled up black clouds. However, the charming scenery can still be enjoyed with the naked eye.

Netra Bening see the orange color that is very dear to miss. Imagining in a beautiful afternoon will be friendly with the husband, the road both down the streets with a lot of vehicles berwarah-wiri.

But his shadow faded as his neutrals descended and stared straight. Where the husband is actually being hard-earned push the meatball cart. Au' romantic shadow instantly crumbles.

"Mr," call the sky.

"What?! I'm tired, you know!" answer Clear. "House samples will be chafed, nih." Clear moving legs wrapped in high heels as high as 8cm.

The sky stopped the meatball cart and approached Bening. The man immediately crouched down in front of his wife's knees to see the state of his feet. "Anyway. Change the flip flops to make it good." The sky took off the clear high heels and replaced them with his flip-flops.

Bening did not refuse because his legs started to blister and hurt.

All the way back home Mamak, Sky does not use footwear. He walked on naked feet. That's a good man, understanding and caring, not letting his wife hurt the slightest thing.

Trouble, with exhausting struggle, they finally arrived.

"Son't He?" Mamak who was lifting the clothes of rice crackers was surprised to see his daughter-in-law coming home with the Sky.

"Mr, Be, kangen." Hugging Mamak from the side.

"Mak is also kangen. Seemingly?"

"Healthy, Mommy."

Mamak and Bening engaged in chatter, while Sky cleared the merchandise. Then prepare the water for a clear bath.

Nightfall.

Clear sitting on the sofa, the new Sky after carrying out the obligations of a Muslim followed by sitting next to his wife.

He leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"Mbak tired? Where's her leg hurting?" The sky raised a clear leg.

"Eh, what the fuck. Shame." He tried to lower his leg. She's shy and bad.

"What do I want to give you medicine." With painstaking Sky smeared the medicine. After he finished he continued massaging his feet.

"Rengit, don't!"

"What's wrong, Ma'am. Embak's feet are tired because of me. Let me get a pijitin."

'Jeez .. sweet. He's a good pack, anyway.' Bening peeked at the face of the Sky without blinking.

"Sorry, me," Bening said suddenly.

The sky looked up and smiled. "What's wrong, Ma'am. Sometimes people cannot control their emotions. But not everything is wrong. I was wrong too. Maybe you're right, I'm selfish."

"You're selfish, but I'm more selfish" she replied.

"But I'm more selfish, ma'am. I'm stubborn."

"I am more selfish" said Bening did not want to lose.

"I'm selfish, Mother."

"I'm selfish!"

"Not Embak, but me."

"I'm selfish, Rengit."

"I!"

"I!"

"Yes. You're selfish!" sky Words.

"You're saying I'm selfish."

"Well, said Embak, right? Than we fight because of the seizure of Bang Gois. Mending me to give. So, madam Ma'am who is selfish is severe."

Bukhara ....

Blown the hand of Heaven.

"That's not it either! My time was selfish. Not fair! Fair, we're both selfish."

"Well, that's betol!" sela Langit enthusiastic.

"Bethol-betol!" loudmouth.

"Well, am I wrong again?"

"No know! Not done with the debate you're mah."