Responsibility For Erroneous

I panicked! I lost my favorite motorcycle!

The feeling was I put here? I remember.

But, why no?

Ahh, where?

I swapped the motor, I squealed inwardly, when looking at the motor type, color, and brand the same motor that is in front of me. I approached the bike and trying to remember the people who brought this motorcyle.

Yes, as I recall there was a father who first came out of the mini Market. His hair is close-cropped, sharp nose, mustache two strands and legs stomping ground! Yes, definitely him, I thought to myself.

What is really confused? I thought again, but a second later I nodded. I remember, my keyhole motorcyle is damaged, so all types of locks can run any of the motorcyle.

One hour wait, there was no sign of the his come.

Two hours of waiting, finally there are signs of mosquitoes coming attack.

Three hours of waiting, my body skeletons ...

One hundred years later ...

Long wait, I finally took the initiative to bring the motorcyle to participate. With a body that has been lackluster, I would not want to have to push the motorcyle to the boarding battered me.

***

When I slobber already resembles the island of Borneo, a banging door sounded loud. By Council Member laziness, I rose from the grave, "Yes, for a while ..."

Recently I opened the door, a voice instantly ramble at length.

"Stop," I shouted while showing five fingers me, "The swapped motors?" I asked at its core.

"Yeah, really know?" The voice said in surprise.

I still, would not answer questions that are not weighted, "In return, I ask for accountability!" Says I do not accept.

He is smiled sheepishly, "Calm down, dear. I am prepared to take responsibility, "he said fine.

"Yes, it is, where?" Said I reached out asking for money.

"So now?" He whispered into my right ear.

Yes, I cried in my heart, but I am lazy to speak, just nodded my head quickly.

"So we marriage, now ?!" he pleased.

"Ahh, marriage?" I asked, surprised.

He cleared his throat a bit, "Did he ask for accountability? I want the responsibility why even asked again? "He said mischievously.

My eyes bulged, "I mean ... I was asking for money, sir! Not asked in marry! "Replied I do not want to lose.

"Ohh, I guess ask'm married, hihi," he said.

"Want to marry?" My fishing rod.

He nodded his head rapidly like a top spinning, "Yes, yes ... I want ..."

"Serious?" I asked again.

"Y-yes ..." He said with bright eyes.

"You promise, yes ... Will faithful?" Challenged me. Again he nodded quickly.

Received a positive response from the father, I then went into the boarding house, and not long after, I went to his mustache it again, "This, in marrying please" I said, handing him my pet cat.

"Ah? That? "He asked confuse.

Because longer sleepy, I immediately slammed the door stronger. From behind the window I see the Father still glued in place. Shock. While the apparent Pussy spoiled hugged the two strands of the Father mustache, saying: "Meonggg ... Meow, Meonggg ..." which means, "Married ... Come on, we married now...