As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapters 144. Name giving.

Hospitals.

After undergoing a long labor process and exhausting as well as thrilling, Jelita was finally transferred into a super VVIP inpatient room.

The whole family and relatives had gathered in the room and were rumbling at the newborn like ants meeting sugar.

A shout of excitement and anxiety was clearly emanated on the face of everyone who saw it, especially Opa Wijaya.

The elderly man was crying while holding the great-grandson on his lap who was busy bobo full regardless of his cry.

"My good-looking great-grandson, how do you sleep so well when there's this kind of noise?" said astonished.

"He's my son, it will definitely be as calm as I am" said Wiliam.

Opa squinted his eyes and stared intently at William the great-grandson. "Omong empty! Opa remembers when you were born, you always cried before you were satisfied to hug your mother's two twin mounds."

Opa then looked back at his great-grandson. "Hey Opa's hero, don't be like your Daddy, yes, since birth he was a pervert," he joked until everyone inside also laughed.

Wiliam scolded, did not like if his childhood was compared with the son. "Well, if you're overdoing it, maybe when I was a baby, I was a pervert."

Opa Wijaya facing towards Wiliam. "God! Opa still remembers that until now Wili, you always cry and can only sleep if you've met your mother's twin mounds."

"You also cry a lot when carried by a man or an ugly babysitter. But you just shut up and fall asleep if the one holding you is a pretty girl."

"Opa and your Papa are overwhelmed looking for a beautiful baby sitter who is young to dizziness" continued Opa while shaking his head.

Everyone immediately laughed at this, including Jelita, he did not expect that William from birth could distinguish between a beautiful woman and an ugly woman.

Wiliam smiled wryly when he saw Jelita laughing at him. "You laugh so happily, aren't you afraid I'm punishing you hem?" threaten her while bringing her face closer.

Jelita immediately stopped laughing. "Don't be angry baby, I'm just laughing."

"Hey brash grandson, don't recklessly punish Opa's granddaughter-in-law if you don't want to get the consequences," defended Opa then laughed seeing Wiliam become helpless.

Jelita chuckles. "Have it, don't put on a face like that. Now we better think of a name for the little guy yeah," he persuaded seduce.

William did not kiss Jelita. "You're right, too," then pull yourself up to everyone. "Why do you think what name would be suitable for your great-grandchild?" tanyakanya.

Opa thought as he looked at his petite great-grandson face. "Hm ... What is the appropriate name for Opa's favorite great-grandson?"

"What about Brian?" Opa.

The little baby suddenly cried, as if he did not like the name. Making Opa Wijaya immediately shocked because the great-grandson suddenly revolted to him.

Opa stroking chest. "OKay not Brian" he said again.

They gathered together and gathered together, like a group of people who were shaking the arisan. Each of them in the room, finally proposed a diverse idea to give a name to the baby.

Starting from the names of important figures, actors, to the names of famous footballers. But the baby always cries incessantly, like knowing if the names are not suitable for him.

"Who else? It turned out that this kid was really picky," astonished everyone there.

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Moments later, William took the crying son from the lap of Opa Wijaya, and tried the name that suddenly came to his mind.

"Michael ... Try to name him Michael Wijaya," he said, without taking his eyes off the baby.

Jelita flinched then looked at Wiliam disapprovingly. "Wil, why did you give that name to our son?"

Jelita felt very bad to everyone, especially Michael's name was once a special figure in her heart in the past.

William looked at everyone. "All right, I've decided. If my son's name is Michael Wijaya," he said, and at once the baby suddenly calmed down again.

Everyone who saw this seemed to smile, when they saw the little baby back asleep in his father's lap.

They finally agreed to agree on the idea of William in giving the name Michael Wijaya to the little guy.

"Michael Wijaya ... Opa likes that name," said Opa.

"Right, there's no harm in giving that name and look at our dear child. He also seemed to like it" Wiliam said, kissing the baby and handing it to his wife.

Jelita smiled, then looked at her son closely. "Michael," he said softly. Then gave a soft kiss on the forehead of the son who was sleeping soundly.

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A few days later.

Wiliam Mansion.

This is the first day that Baby Michael finally returns home with his parents.

Truly the boy inherited his father's custom, for along the way back home, he never let go of his grasp from the mother's bud.

Both his tiny hands and mouth, always stuck and did not want to stay away even though he was asleep. Like not allowing the father who had been waiting his turn since then, so Wiliam had to berapang chest because it was not part of the ration by his own son.

"My snake boy, why don't you take these beautiful shoots out of your little hands? Daddy so don't get in this way, please leave it to your dear Daddy," Wiliam tried to take off his little hand from the mountain tops of his wife.

But the baby seems to not care about it and instead stares at his father's cynics like being ridiculed, so Wiliam is getting anxious.

"Basic stingy! Though your Daddy wants to taste your mother's milk too" upset William.

Jelita sighed. "Dear, baby, you'll be late for work."

"How can I work if I haven't tried my new vitamin, baby" Wiliam said.

Jelita rolled her eyes tired, why did this one father not want to budge with his own son. "Later tonight, go to work."

William sighed, this time he was completely helpless against the little snake boy. Until the father of the snake finally had to swallow his own saliva and go to work with slow steps.

"Dear, don't be like that." Jelita kissed William so that her husband would return to work.

William smiled at Jelita. "Wait for me to go home and take good care of our son" he said, then took back his wife's lips.

"Yes, yes ... Now go," replied Jelita and shortly after that William finally left for the office.

Jelita looked at her son who had fallen asleep, then placed into the baby box carefully so as not to wake up.

He rushed to pick up his textbooks, then did the piled up college assignments, occasionally checking the state of the baby who was still sound asleep.

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