
Two children are better off, according to government advice Mikhayla and Evan agreed to have two children in their marriage. About Mikhayla no one dared to set it up, Evan did not want to force and make his wife difficult later.
Right now, just two. Zavia and Azkara really complete their lives. Zavia's shrill screams and Azkara's cry were a very fitting mix of sounds in Evan's ears, more than that he was worried that his eardrums were problematic.
This morning alone, Zavia had made a tantrum by decorating his sister's face. Keyvan panicked, Mikhayla did too. Not so dangerous actually, but the face of Azkara who is now exactly tuyul makes Evan worried not playing.
"Zavia!! God, why is that so, son?!" The souls of the mothers within Mikhayla were tempestuous, she was ruffled around her waist staring at Zavia who was fixated with the talc in her hand.
"Let's be beautiful, Mama."
"What's so pretty? If it goes into his sister's eyes, Zavia."
"Darling ... get into his eyes huh?"
"Come on, I'll try to pay attention again."
Instantly the attention was on Azkara, making the owner of the round eyes throb and eventually move away from there. She just wanted to make her sister look beautiful, the powder that Mikhayla gave less in her eyes.
His departure was completely unconscious, Evan was still focused on his three-month-old son. Even when his face had been cleaned, Evan had not yet until the heart left both of them.
"Crawler Papa, has been crying .. Zav's brother is just joking," said Evan gently while rubbing soft cheeks puffed Azkara, his round eyes softly to create a warm in the mind of Evan.
"Yes, dear ... Brother Zav wants his grandpa to be beautiful, yes, is it Zav?"
Zavic? They only realized that they had forgotten their daughter. As Evan and Mikhayla stared at each other, there was no longer a Zavia in the room. There was only silence, and Evan panicked at his daughter.
"Ware!! He's lashing out at danger," said Evan has nothing to panic about first.
She runs into her daughter's room, usually if after making her parents rise in blood, Zavia will hide in the closet. Now, when he saw that he wasn't there at all, was it possible that his hideout was different? At once the man was riled and confused about where to go.
While on the other hand, far from the supervision of his parents, Zavia was sitting contemplating on the edge of the pool. Tears washed, making the thick powder on her beautiful face fade instantly.
She was crying, her heart understood about sharing love. Without a fight, she chose to cry in solitude. Zavia was indeed so jolly, but when her heart was scratched, the boy would be aloof and that was what made Evan panic.
"Why are opa's favorite dakocans here?"
Only Mikhail, where he showed tears after feeling guilty. Mikhail had to endure the laughter of watching his daughter's face, which was a red-light clown.
"Azkara was crying because of Via, Opa .. mama was angry."
Zavia complained with a hard-earned cry she endured, Mikhail understood her grandson's heart was indeed a little different. Naughty is the same, like Mikhayla when she was a child. However, the matter of Zavia's heart is different, this child feels and always blames himself after doing anything.
"Shuut don't cry, Via would want his sister to be beautiful like Via too, wouldn't she?" mikhail asked softly as he wiped his grandson's tears, how pitying his beloved cheerful little moody since having a sister.
The feeling of being made second may be the main reason. Once he was nothing like this, even if he had a fight with Mikhayla he would be fine because Evan was his, but for now seeing Evan's affection clearly divided, Zavia might feel jealous.
Zavia nodded slowly, a faint smile rose there and Mikhail immediately heaved a sigh of relief. Not long after, Mikhail noticed the presence of his son-in-law behind.
"Yes, Opa."
"Via won't come?" mikhail asked later, he just wanted Keyvan to see something that would make his mind slice later.
"Via wants to be here, Opa .. gapapa alone."
Look, his daughter chose to be alone. At once Keyvan was stunned and felt guilty because it was only focused on Azkara, but Zavia's goal was only to make his sister look funny.
"Ehem .. O my dear old lady Papa, can you sit next to me, princess?" evan's greeting that made Zavia look up, instead of answering, he lowered his head and wiped back the tears that Keyvan might have seen.
"Byeah, Papa."
"Why are you sitting here alone?"
"Papa sorry," he said, Zavia's eyes again glazed over when Keyvan was not angry at all or advised him about Azkara.
"Hm, sorry for what, honey?"
"Azkara is crying, but Via is not evilin adek, Pa."
"It's okay, but next time don't be so yeah ... Azkara male, it's not good if the make-up is too thick, it will be like aunty Kara."
"Why not angry?" tanya Zavia let out a long sigh, nodding Evan the only way that made Zavia relieved.
"Where can papa be mad at you, princess." She's seven years old, but Keyvan still treats her like a seven-month-old baby. No matter how old he was, the man continued to shower him with a kiss until another jealous voice came from behind.
"Teros drama, this is one dakocan why mewek so? Hm?"
"Nhai ...." Keyvan took the princess in his arms, while Zavia looked back at her mother with a deathly gaze that she often looked down upon.
"Beautiful like this is said to be a dakocan, Mama tu mampang doll," shouted Zavia with Keyvan who had now taken him running, maybe worried that the fight between the two angels will heat up.
"Heeeh!! What mampang doll? Am I that fat?"
Let Mikhayla now mourn Zavia's words. He stared at the shadow of his body on the glass and was indeed a bit fat actually. He looked at Azkara who was now smiling widely looking into his eyes.
"Whatever the dakocan says, what matters is beautiful mom, honey?"
"Euum" said Azkara whether true or not, which Mikhayla was happy to hear the validation of the son.
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