
"Eheheheh. thank God, Mom. Ardian smiled grimacingly. I was wrong to hear Mrs Sulis's question.
"That means he cravings, son. Must be worked on that. If not, then the danger is that. Later his son Ileran you know.."
"What the hell, Mom?" Ardian scratched his head in confusion. "Where to try the fruit, ma'am. Nothing is sold at this time."
"Mm.. at his grandfather's house, Manda, it's like there, son?"
"Really, Mom? Where's home? Can I...."
"This is a very enthusiastic child. I asked Manda. He went to his grandfather's house yesterday. Go home and bring oranges. Hopefully there is still. Come on, come to Mom's house. Later if there is, let me tell Manda to accompany you there."
Ardian followed in Bu Sulis' footsteps. I have lived in this housing complex for a long time. It was the first time Ardian set foot in the yard of Bu Sulis' house.
"Tumben yes, go to Mom's yard. Your mother's house and in-law's house are next to you."
"I'm rarely home, Mom." Ardian sat under a shady tree in the courtyard of Bu Sulis' house.
"Not going inside, son."
"Here you go, ma'am, it's more convenient."
Ms. Sulis smiled looking at Ardian's timid behavior. His heart was also tingled at the man's change. Though pas Ardian did indecent actions on Chayra first. I want him to kill Ardian. Because after all, he considers Chayra like his own daughter because of the kindness of the girl.
"Let's look at the orange tree behind the house, son. Who knows if there are fruits still stuck in the tree. At home you also have a lot of orange trees. Have you tried checking it out?"
"All that, Mom. Even until I was pricked by the thorns of the tree. But I didn't see it, because there's no fruit."
"It takes a fight, kid. That's how people crave. He likes weird."
Ardian just smiled as he got up, to look for citrus fruits behind the house of Bu Sulis.
"Well you where the kids are, ma'am." Mr. Sulaiman patted his wife's shoulder. Pointing at Ardian with his eye gesture.
"Guard you out front. Around the cariin si Ayra complex young oranges. Pity me for so long with that child."
"That's a real shame now. If you used to be arrogant ask for forgiveness." Timpal Mr. Sulaiman.
"Ah already. A good man like Ayra. God has destined him to become a good man. I feel sorry to see it now." Ms. Sulis passed by leaving her husband to look for Manda in her room. All asked him to accompany Ardian to his grandfather's house to look for citrus fruits."
Mr. Sulaiman just nodded. His eyes were still staring at Ardian who was seen looking up under the orange tree.
"What pain does Ayra have, Ma?" Manda came out of the room holding her mother's hand.
"You will ask her husband. Mama can't explain. Kak Ardian said, Ayra is sick and wants to eat young oranges."
Manda knitted her brows. The boy who was just sitting in the second grade of the Elementary School was scratching his head in confusion.
"There it is, Mom. But, it's so small." Ardian shows a new citrus fruit as big as rambutan fruit.
Mr. Sulaiman stifled laughter at the Ardian quote. "That's still bitter, Ardian. Already, you just take Manda to her grandfather's house. God willing, there the fruit is still there."
Manda walked over to Ardian. "Sir Ayra is sick, sister?"
"Sick shit on her, Deck. You see, he wants something weird."
Manda was shaking her lips. "Did Ayra not have a fever? Manda wants to come to Sister's house to see Ayra."
"Hehehe. But you're looking for citrus fruits first, yuk."
"Grandfather's house is far away, brother. You have to use a motorcycle or car if you want to go there."
"It's okay, Deck. Want to use a plane though, brother will still be there."
"You go with the motor just let the spout arrive. It's a holiday, there'll be a traffic jam later."
Ardian was a little surprised to see the motor that Mr. Sulaiman meant. The bike is similar to the bike it used to be. Ardian was surprised when Mrs Sulis thrust her keys and helmet.
"Don't think too much, son. His wife will soon fall."
Ardian snatched the keys of the motorbike and helmet. Immediately put it on and ask Manda to immediately ride behind him.
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"This is why it came to this, brother. Lost half a day. Home, face hives like gini. Not just on my face, brother. I think on the same back Brother's chest is also a lot." Chayra nagged as she continued to smear eucalyptus oil on her husband's back.
"Bite to ants, Chay."
"Where is my brother eating? Tumben also Manda goes with Brother. Usually this is the hardest boy to take out except with certain people."
Chayra brushed off her husband's arm. "This is what Manda means, brother?"
"Do you still want to eat oranges?"
"Huh, it's past. Wanted yesterday. If not anymore. Kan Kakak tired nyari fruit, but did not meet also."
Ardian immediately turned to look at his wife. His face turned soft. "Seriously, we don't want to."
"Mmmm..." Chayra nodded convincingly. "Why the hell, does he keep going? I think I got the fruit. Or the... I am thankful that I am no longer tired of looking for that fruit."
Ardian poked his lips. "I've got the fruit, Chay."
"Then anyway? Where's the fruit if you can." Pretend to wander in search of citrus fruits that are not visible in the room.
"Don't you believe me?"
"That was Kak Ardian swarmed by ants in the orange tree so his body hives, Sis." Manda Timpal.
Chayra was stunned to hear Manda's words. He looked at her husband with pity. "Is that so, brother?"
"Hehehe. find the oranges at the home of Mrs Sulis' parents, Chay. You know, here it's been around the complex, but it can't."
"I'm sorry, Brother." Rubbing her husband's face.
"You ate the orange. I'm so hard-earned. The orange tree is many. But only one has its fruit. The tree that's full of ants."
"Yes, I will eat later. Sorry..."
"Why apologize. You're not wrong."
"But I'm troubling Brother up like this."
"It's okay. It's my duty."
"Sister Ayra Manda wants to go home first.. Manda will play again here if the scene is out. Mama said, there's Adek in Brother's stomach."
Ardian and Chayra looked at each other. "Hehehe. But, the exit is still a long time."
"It's okay to come out sometime, Manda will wait." Salim on Chayra and Ardian. "Assalamualaikum, Brother."
"Wa'alaikumsalam.."
"Udah, I'm facing you again. Her waist should also be in the groin so that it doesn't itch anymore."
Ardian followed his wife's orders. "Great pity on my husband, find oranges until I have to believe it."
"For your sake, dear. What the hell isn't?" Holding Chayra's hand that was creeping on her waist.
"Eh, why is this?"
"I just want to hug you like gini. How it tastes so good. Makes me feel so calm..."
"Yes, but this is the living room, brother. If anyone sees it later how? Especially if Bian sees it. Could be later. You know that kid. Release ah..."
"Just a moment.."
"This is but, how come I'm impressed like a flirtatious woman, hugging a man from behind."
"Lho, flirtatious husband alone can be rewarded."
"But I don't like it. Ardian stinks of sweat again. Want to throw up again like this."
"You are, Chay. I'm wearing perfume, you're gonna throw up. I don't wear perfume, I'm gonna throw up. Now that I stink of sweat, you're gonna throw up again."
"No idea, Brother. But it's like that. I'm confused too."
"Bring his son, eneg same father who is too buciful with his mother."
Ardian rubbed his nape. Chayra immediately pulled her hand. His eyes turned towards the door. "Eheheh.. Brother Zidane, when is the reverse?"
"Huh, you guys are doing hugs in the living room. Hugs in the room, let no one see."
"I'm on my way through Ardian's ant-bitten body, sister. It is so desperate that people already know the orange tree has many ants. Uh, the meticulous fruit."
"You want to eat oranges, baby."
"That's good. So the husband needs a full battle. Especially when the wife craves and wants to eat strange foods." Zidane approached. He placed the map on the front desk of Ardian and Chayra.