
Moza put the youngest who had fallen asleep into the white baby box in the nursery, next to her room.
" Sa, please take care of El for a moment. I want to see twins. "
" good, Miss. "
Moza left the youngest's room after making sure her one-year-old third son was completely asleep.
In the living room, the other two of his favorites seemed engrossed in their respective activities.
Moza approached slowly and sat down by her son's side, "Why doesn't Big Brother Bi like chocolate like Adek Be ? " Moza asked when she saw that her son's chocolate box was still closed and the contents were still intact.
The little man closed the book in his hand and placed it on his lap. His clear, pitch-black bead glanced at the sister who was eating a chocolate cake from one of Mommy's best friends.
Then that handsome face again leads to the most precious woman to him, the Mommy of course.
" Grandpa is still a child, he needs a lot of nutritional intake in order to grow well. "
" That's why I love sweet food. Because he was a little boy who needed glucose to be stored in the body to be converted into energy. "
" It was also what made the dick unable to stay still, because too much energy was produced by his body. And that energy must indeed be released so as not to become fat that will make the fat rounded. "
Moza glanced at the object of the conversation that seemed not to be disturbed at all by her brother's comments.
Although it was time to glance at the brother, because it was rounded by his twin brother.
But then back indifferent, because in fact a box of chocolate on his lap is more valuable than serving the mouth sucks the brother.
Moza was silent for a moment then could not help but smile. And looked at his adult-looking son.
After all, where does the son know so much at his very young age.
The mother of three smiled and rubbed the head of her eldest son.
" You're only seven minutes older than your sister, baby. " Tell Moza as she made her son's little nose.
The little man in front of him was throbbing because he felt treated like a child. Although secretly the little baby was enjoying also the soft snack of the mother.
His two little hands were crossed over his chest, to an outsider it would look haughty and arrogant.
However, in the eyes of the mother, Blue actually looks funny and adorable.
Miniature Hega Saint looked seriously at the Mommy, "Seven minutes still make Bi more mature than adek Be. Wasn't there in seven minutes Mommy's struggle that was so hard and exhausting ? "
Ommooos....
Instantly Moza fell silent with perfectly rounded eyes, her heart touched by the words of her son.
Has this little boy been able to understand how a mother struggles while giving birth to herself into the world ?
But it was true what his eldest son said. Seven minutes felt so long at the time. Until finally seven minutes it was also the distance of his two favorite ages.
His short legs made the chair a leap to crawl up to the table.
Blue sat on the table haughtily, both hands crossed on the chest.
His eyes were staring straight with a flat expression. Facing an enlarged version of himself.
While the man who was sitting in his work chair was staring with a look of wonder at the five-year-old whose face almost perfectly imitated him.
" Why do you see Daddy with that face, hm ? " Task Hega after putting the file in her hand on the table.
" Daddy broke the promise again, huh. "
The man took off the reading glasses that had been perched on his nose. " What else now, Bi ? "
" Ck, is Daddy too old to remember what promises Daddy made ? " Ask the boy in a sarcastic tone.
Heh ???
Hega massaged his temple, his son truly inherited his genes so perfectly. Not only the face, but also the intelligence and nature.
Stubborn, perfectionist and firm stance and certainly a little annoying. Ahh errat, her annoying level might surpass her as a child.
" Just say it, Bi. Don't go around in circles and make Daddy even more confused. "
" Ck, Daddy think to himself, Daddy's a genius. " The little man jumped down the table, his hands now hiding in both pockets of his shorts.
The look in his eyes showed dissatisfaction with something towards the father.
And unfortunately, the object of annoyance has not yet understood what else makes this son scold him.
" Oh my God, what else is this ? " Murm him while massaging the base of his nose.
" Dear come here, and look what happened to your son, hm ?! " Hega screamed for his wife's help.
" Daddy is too old to be a complainant. Is Daddy not shy ?! " Sarcass with a child's voice made as loud as possible.
The pair of little feet turned and stepped away from the father's desk. Leaving a grown man behind her who looks dead styled by her own son.
Gleck...
Forgive already.
Hega could only gulp down facing his son, needing a lot of patience when dealing with the firstborn.
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