Dear High School Girl Om Duda

Dear High School Girl Om Duda
MANTU KOK THAT


"Take me to the pastry shop for a second, Briel! I want to buy papi's favorite cake," Kate asked as she pulled Gabriel's arm and the two went straight into a cake shop.


Kate and Gabriel had just returned from the ceramic furniture store that was said by Kate. Gabriel finally gets a set of ceramic plates for Mother Laksmi after getting help from Kate to choose her.


"Meeting at three, Miss Kate!" Gabriel reminded Kate once again.


"Buying cake!" Answer Kate who is still picking cookies in the showcase when suddenly a call from someone makes Gabriel turn.


"Bapy! What are you doing here?"


Kate turns her head when she finds a girl in Junior High School uniform greeting Gabriel.


"The fire accompanied the papi boss to buy a cake" Gabriel replied, pointing at Kate.


"Hi! You must be Papi Briel's daughter?" Guess Kate while greeting Queena sweetly.


"Yes, Aunty!" Queena replied smiling sweetly at Kate.


"What are you doing here, Queen?" Replace Gabriel who asked the princess who was even tired after school.


"Buy cake for Master. The day after Bu Guru has moved the task. " replied Queena while pointing to her friends who are still busy choosing a cake.


"Would you get a cake for the teacher's mom?" Kate asked who had heard Queena's answer earlier.


"It's like, Aunty. Just pay for it."


"Oh, jeez! Where is the cake I pay you all," Kate replied as she approached Queena's friends. Apparently, the girls of Junior High were still confused about the cake they would buy because of the limited budget. Kate finally helped pick and pay for their cake. Kate also bought a cake for Queena and her friends.


"Let's go home from Master I'm going home, yeah! Don't crawl anymore!" Gabriel's message as he rubbed Queena's head softly.


"Ready, Dad! Just between the cake and souvenirs, and straight home, really!" Answer Queena obediently.


Queena went over to Kate.


"Thank you, Aunty! Make cake!"


"Together, Queena!" Kate answered while rubbing Queena's head like Gabriel did.


Queena and her friends had left the cake shop, and Gabriel and Kate had also left the cake shop because they had to meet at the office.


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Mother Laksmi returned to the kitchen to check if Friska had finished cleaning up. But the mother of Gabriel's birth must again stroke the chest when she found the kitchen is still the same condition as when she stayed to rest in the room earlier.


It's like a ship broke!


And what makes Mother Laksmi more blood up is Friska's former lunch plate that is still lying on the dining table and Friska who is not visible to her nose.


"Friska!" Call Mother Laksmi while walking quickly to Friska's room. The middle-aged woman pushed the door violently open and immediately found Friska who was sleeping peacefully in her room.


"Geez, Friska!" Merry Mother Laksmi as she approached Friska quickly and then woke her up.


"Friska!"


"Hm! Friska's sleepy, Oma!" Friska murmured still with a bristling eye.


"Friska, the Mother had told him to wash dishes and clean the kitchen!"


"Then why are you sleeping and not doing your job?" Cecar Bunda Laksmi grumbled.


"Friska's sleepy and just gonna take a little nap, Bund! Five minutes!" Reply Friska looking for an excuse. The girl had not opened her eyes yet.


"Five more minutes then! These sticky Friska eyes can't be opened! Mother see for yourself!" Friska showed her eyes that were still tightly closed and expressionless.


"Not much of a reason! Do it first, just take a nap!" The order of Mother Laksmi is firm.


"Friska's tired, Bund! Friska had walked from the front of the complex to the house. Friska's legs are crumbling dimly," complained Friska spoiled and making it up.


"Ck! Basic spoiled! Queena every day also runs from the front to the rumag. Never did his son complain." Mother Laksmi again compared Friska to Queena.


"Just so! Mother tell Queena to clean up the kitchen! Friska rested first until Om Briel came home," replied Friska lightly who re-hugged her roll and took the most comfortable position.


"Friska!" Mother Laksmi is really a drag now.


"Friska wake!"


"Oma, why are you screaming?" Ask Queena who just arrived home. The girl was still wearing her uniform and carrying a bag on her back.


"Mommy, that boy! I was told to clean the kitchen and sleep! Being told to fry crackers instead becomes a nigger cracker!" Omel Bunda Laksmi grumbled.


"Nigger crackers?" Queena immediately laughed as Omanya mentioned about the nigger crackers.


"Oma Heran! Girls but can't do anything!" Mother Laksmi still did not stop grumbling.


"Let's let Queena help settle the kitchen with oma, yeah!"


"Don't be so angry!" Persuade Queena while draping both arms around the neck of Mother Laksmi.


"You are indeed the most understanding granddaughter of oma, Queen. Just like your mother used to be," recalls Mother Laksmi who again remembered Hana who was mature and diligent in doing homework. In contrast to Friska who is lazy and can not do anything.


"Queena get changed, Oma! Later Queena help you beberes," said Queena again to Mother Laksmi.


"Yes! But by the way, what did you bring?" Bunda Laksmi pointed to a plastic wrapper with the logo of one of the famous bakery.


"Cake. But just want to buy a teacher who wants to move tasks. Trus pas in bakery instead meets Papi and Aunty Kate-"


"Aunty Kate who?" Sela Bunda Laksmi asked in full search.


"Papi's new boss. Kan papi has been promoted to assistant secretary now, Oma!"


"Emang Papi hasn't told Oma yet?" Queena asked the oma. Mother Laksmi immediately shook her head.


"Aunty Kate's assistant was her point?" Ask Bunda Laksmi make sure.


"Yes! Still young and beautiful. Fine again. It also paid for the cake Queena trus buyin cake also for Queena and friends," Queena story again that immediately made Mother Laksmi nod and smile.


"Why do you smile?" Ask Queena kepo.


"Why not! You change clothes, sana! He said he wanted to help oma!" Said Mother Laksmi who immediately made Queena laugh and the girl rushed into the room to change clothes.


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