Dream Crack

Dream Crack
RM106. The treasure finder


"Eh, youh?" Canda was surprised, with two guests who were different from the place.


"Mom...." Key immediately ran towards his biological mother with a cheerful smile.


The children who had just got out of the car, immediately followed the direction of his eldest brother's running.


"Mom, bring what?"


"So from where?"


"Mom, I have food."


"Mahs.... You brought me a Gymboree I didn't order?"


The princess immediately got up and looked for the voice of the last child to speak. He remembered the voice he heard every day. With the arrangement of words and the way the child talks, it is clear that the child understands the brand that is large enough.


"There was. It's expensive!!! Dad you asked to change." Fira stared at the cynical man who dropped the groceries from inside the car.


"I didn't ask you to bring it, Fir," Givan replied lightly.


"Tau, but your son requests. I want to buy one, the other kids will also be interested. This is until I buy twelve seeds, who knows."


Canda is interested to hear the full version, information about the brand.


"How many?" Canda approached Fira who was surrounded by children. Not his fire, but his luggage.


"The smallest measure, two hundred and fifty-three. Size twelve, up to the price of six hundred thousand. It's just a t-shirt, Canda. Short-sleeved shirt, play shirt." Fira unfurled one such branded shirt.


"Why bought? Much more of this, already online shopper." Canda also ruffled the contents of the big plastic.


"Make your child! If his mother wasn't you, I'd be lazy to bring it. Later my gift, not according to the same creed you taught again." Fira measured the shirt in her hand to Key's shoulder.


"It depends on that." Canda looked for souvenirs for himself, because Fira always bought them for him too.


"Eh, I brought you a night dress. But either fit no, your body stretched really so. Your chest is big right, either fit not the same chest circumference of this dress." Fira shows a salem dress to Canda.


"I'm pregnant again, Fir." Canda was busy flipping the neatly cut cloth into the evening dress.


"Seriously???" Fira's big eyes are getting rounder.


Canda nodded. "Twin he said anyway," he later said.


"Ahh, seriously?" Fira laughed happily, hugging Canda's body.


"Gee!!" Canda feels uncomfortable with Fira's embrace that bothers him to look at Fira's luggage.


"The pregnant joke, Fir. Not you!" Givan shook his head, handing Fira one piece of plastic.


Fira releases her embrace on Canda. He took the five-foot snack given to him, then he looked at the contents in it.


"And I'm happy, Van." Fira scrolling looked at the man who died without mercy.


"Kc.... I doubt you're happy." Givan arranges his children's food, then he comes down from the porch of Key's house.


"And later you have to add the list of your luggage here, Fir," said Canda who made a smile on Fira's face immediately disappeared.


"Add another five hundred thousand, for a Gymboree shirt." He shook his head languidly.


Givan approached the Princess, then he rolled to look at her children. "There, Put. They'll be a long time." Givan pointed to his children's society.


"Jasmine was just asked to come here, Van." The princess was awkward to blend in with them, as she was inferior to her economic state.


Judging from a set of Muslim clothes that he brought only for his son, he would feel bad with the other children of Givan. They will certainly look at it another, because it is not given similar goods.


A set of purple children's gamis branded Ethica, so sure bought for his son. He is sure, the size and color must be liked by his son. Not to mention the price of the item, which ranged from three hundred thousand which Jasmine would definitely glance at. It's just the problem, he only brought one. While Fira, it was like a person who was walking in Tanah Abang Market.


"Will not want him. He's still uprek nyari-by. If you don't want to, wait. I'm going inside first. You've had a drink, right?" Givan glanced at a tea glass that was in the corner of the concrete pole of his terrace.


The princess nodded, then she sat back in her place. He can't blend in there, he's too awkward to do that. Plus, Canda who even fun to eat there. Canda forgot about the presence of other guests in his house.


Until a few minutes passed, until Givan returned outside and found the Princess still alone on the porch of his house.


Canda turned his head and asked through his chin gesture.


"It." Givan pointed to the Princess who busied herself with playing mobile phone.


Canda just remembered, if he had another guest. He immediately patted his own eel and left the food. She approached her husband, and invited the Princess to shake hands in a friendly manner.


"I'm sorry, I forgot there were more guests." Canda's smile is so shady.


"Say you go treasure hunting with the kids" Givan told his wife.


Canda chuckled embarrassedly, then patted her husband's arm.


"I went to Mamah first? Give snacks to mamah first." Every time Givan travels, he will never forget his mother. Although the children's snacks, he knew his mother would want to taste.


Canda nodded. "Don't take it long, Mas. I'm tired." Canda glanced at her eyes at the Princess.


Givan understood, he was asked to quickly return to watch the Princess in the middle of his residence. Because Canda, obviously need a break and will not be able to serve the mouth of the Princess who is so clever.


Givan nodded. "Later go back again, just give me a hand. You accompany the Princess first, I'll be back, you can just rest." Givan rubbed Canda's head lovingly.


Canda nodded, then he sat down next to the Princess. Letting her husband go, passing through the side door of her house with a crotch of the children.


"Have you been a long time, Put?" asked Canda, with a little sitting berserong towards the Princess.


Princess smiling sweetly. "Lumayan, from seven o'clock. Givan didn't say what time I should have come. So, I think the morning is better. Let's have a long time."


Canda caught the signal, that the Princess will be in her residence long enough. Maybe, all day.


"Yes, because the children ask for a free day car. Sport is not, but nyari omelet roll."


The princess laughed, hearing Canda's words. Carrying Canda, made himself slightly relaxed.


"When does Jasmine have time? I want to talk to him." The princess looked at her son from his place.


Jasmine is trying to dress Cani with the brand Gymboree. He helped the little brother, to wear clothes with the same model and color as himself.


"Sir Jasmine, come here first." Canda immediately called out the name of the child.


"Yes, Biyung," said Jasmine, who was still helping her sister try the new t-shirt.


"Biya...." Ceysa walked towards Canda.


"Well, Jasmine's sister is called, Ceysa is here. Why, Dek?" Canda noticed his son who was so similar to Jasmine's real father.


"Tante..," said Ceysa, kissing the Princess' hand.


"Hey, Pretty. Mangge Lendra's son is this?" The princess immediately recognized Ceysa from her face alone.


Ceysa nodded, then she immediately made noise to her biological mother.


"Ohh.... Yes call Hadah, bring her here. Dare not?"


Apparently, the boy wanted his playmate to participate in ruffling the Fira's luggage.


"Can you, Biyung? Will you be angry?" Ceysa turned to Fira who was greedy eating grilled sausage and playing the phone.


"May, I buy a lot. If not, choose another. It's." Canda tidied up Ceysa's haircut coming out of her hijab


Ceysa nodded. "I went to Hadi first, right?" He slowly descended from the terrace, then stepped towards the left side door.


With the foresight of his eyes, Shauwi immediately walked quickly to see the direction of Ceysa's departure. Ceysa is his responsibility, he will be blamed if he is negligent towards Ceysa.


"Ke Hadi aja he said, Dek," said Canda who realized that the babysitter moved quickly.


"I'm coming, Biyung. Biyung needs my help?"


Canda and the Princess who had noticed Shauwi running towards the side door, now turned her head to see the child standing before her.


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