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RM218'S CHAT. Breakfast drama
"Well, ask for food first." Givan rubs his belly which looks sunken when hungry.
"Mamah hasn't cooked rice yet. Bentar huh? Buy some mixed rice first. How many chauffeurs are you gonna buy?" Adinda is looking for the whereabouts of her wallet.
"Anga, Dek. It's still foggy outside, Adek here. Where's money?" Adi volunteered, leaving her granddaughter who was watching the room blankly. As for Canda, it was so easy for him to fall asleep because he felt so comfortable.
"Buy a lot, Pah. Driver two, me two. The rest may be Papah or Cendol hungry." Givan watched his mother give money to his father.
"You two people counted?" Adi chuckled small. He knew his son was starving, he also knew if his eldest son was used to eating a lot.
"Seed me two." Givan laughed in response.
"Dodol!" Adinda joined the laughter, by approaching Canda's son who moved alone in the middle of the bed.
Adinda did not understand, why Canda could directly carve the island with her saliva. A little funny, seeing the face of his slick daughter-in-law.
"Well, where did I put this stuff? Is my bedroom door locked? Is there anyone or what? Was going to go straight home, see Cala is still literate. Kasian later he's alone, because I've been fooling Canda molor again." Givan stood in the doorway of his parents' room, carrying a sizable suitcase.
"Ouch.... Put it here first." He did not see if his son was trying to open the door to his own room.
"What the hell is it, Mah?" Givan has been suspicious since.
"Udah, you'll know for yourself." Adinda had no intention of telling in the midst of her son's exhaustion.
"Well, the driver's going to the WC he said." Givan went back and forth putting his things mixed with souvenirs.
"Open the side door, from there it's close."
"Yes, Mah." Givan turned back to open the door that was still locked from the inside.
His curiosity peaked again, when he heard the sound of crying babies other than his son. He returned to his parents' room, watching his son open his eyes but not crying. Givan felt, the sound of crying was other than the sound of his son's crying.
"What's up, Van?" Adinda is aware of the whereabouts of her son who notices them in the doorway of the room.
"Eummm, there's a cry baby." Givan pointed at the side door.
"You're with the driver who wants to go to the bathroom. Keblet BAB the time he." The sister distracts her son.
"Eummm, yeah." Givan returned to the front porch of the house.
She kept asking her grandson to interact. Hearing a little story Canda earlier, who said that his son likes to stay up late. Makes Adinda really think of little Givan's behavior.
From infancy, until he was over two years old, Givan so turned his nights into daylight. The difference is, he only keeps Givan alone, sometimes accompanied by his parents. While Canda, her husband even took more time from her to stay up late to accompany Cala. She heard straight from Givan's mouth that she was guarding Cala from ten in the night and three in the morning. It was only at three hours that Canda was awakened, and soon they arrived at his parents' house.
Adinda laughed amusedly, when Cala squirmed her body until farted. In fact, the sound of his farts until it sounded tight.
"Later in the afternoon, check with the doctor? Maybe Cala needs vitamins, maybe Cala's tired." She massaged her grandson's feet.
Cala responded with a small puff. Adinda realizes that Cala has finished her bondage. He was sure, now was the time for Cala to go to sleep.
"Daddy, get up. ASIin Cala first, sleepy him." Adinda wiggles her daughter-in-law's arm.
"Stand, Mah." Canda heard but refused to open his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Cala's whimper turned into a chasing cry. Adinda and Canda immediately panicked, because the child apparently went berserk.
"Geez, I can't wait. You, Ananda's son." Canda quickly got up, then opened the front zipper of the negligee that looked comfortable and trendy.
"Get your chest. Adzhan, Mamah pray first. Keep getting ready in the kitchen. Papah again buy breakfast, you take a shower clean, Cala same Papah aja." Adinda patted Canda's arm softly.
"Yes, Mah." Canda focused on watching his son's face, shaking his body. Cala could fall asleep, if she swung small in a warm embrace.
Adinda began to move in the kitchen, after she performed the Fajr prayer service. He had seen the existence of his eldest son on the porch of the house, which turned out to be copying and chatting with two drivers.
Back, he just glanced at Givan's room door. He sometimes wants to go in to see when he hears the sound of a baby crying, but the condition of the door that is always locked makes him reluctant. In addition, peace has not been obtained to be the best solution and path.
"Eh, Deck. Breakfast up front. Papah wants to pray first." Adi went into the room, directly into his private bathroom.
"Yes, Pah." Canda turned to look for the whereabouts of her rags.
He already knows, if Cala wants ASI would take a long time. To the extent that, he felt his chest was so empty because ASI had all been drained.
After Cala is safe in a pullcloth sling, Canda wears a nursing cover so that she is free to eat Cala in front of the family passing by.
Canda came out of the room, looking for where the food was. He does not deny, if his stomach is empty to jump because it continues to produce ASI.
"Buck...." The joke is coming from the front door.
"Hmm, yeah." Givan turned his head, chewing his food.
"Eat." Canda made a gesture like spooning something into his mouth.
"Oh, yes." Givan knows his wife is hungry too.
Incidentally, their food stock was up just before they went down. The perpetrator of his execution was Canda, Givan let his wife have lunch and dinner. Because there is no change in the body of Canda as well, according to him Canda still looks ideal despite the greedy eating.
"Sapain?" Givan had prepared a pack of mixed rice and a spoon for his wife.
"Bukain, ask for a plate for the base. I could, not feel good about the driver left behind." Canda was quite an expert at swinging while eating.
It was not that he wanted to forget about eating, but the circumstances that forced him to eat while standing up. Because his unreturned son always whines when he sits. Cala seems to know, if her mother is in a sitting condition.
"Okay, I'll get you a drink, too. In the living room, right?" Givan placed the rice that had been opened from the wrapper on the living room table.
"Yes, Mum." Canda was peeking at his son from the disgrace of the breastfeeding cover tool.
While passing through the living room, Givan again heard the sound of baby crying. His mind went everywhere, he instead thought that Ai was back in labor with the baby left in her womb. It sounded impossible, but Givan kept wondering about the crying voice.
"May Papah replace Canda ngayun Cala, Van," Adinda said when she saw the whereabouts of her son in the kitchen.
"But papah can't nyuin Cala, Mah. Cala swung while ASI." Givan came out again after getting a glass of water and a plastic bowl for Canda's dinner mat.
First bribe, Givan gave it to his wife. Afterwards, Givan allowed Canda to eat on his own. He returned to the terrace, continuing his breakfast until it was finished.
The crying of the baby boy from the room was getting clearer. The baby tends to run amok, no longer whining like that.
Cala is not sensitive to sound when sleeping, but he is surprised to hear a sudden loud sound. Cala let go of the tip of her mother's chest, with her voice crying out of shock.
The voice for the rampaging was so clearly heard, with the sounds of the awakened adult grumpy.
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