Fosessive Brothers

Fosessive Brothers
10


"Brother brother where dad?" silvia asked Sean who was enjoying hot coffee while playing his cell phone at the dinner table. He himself walked towards the refrigerator and picked up a bottle of his favorite yakult, then sat down beside his father.


"Not woken up yet" replied Sean. He put his phone on the table, then turned to look at his third child who was unscrewing his yakult.


"Are you okay during camping?" It was obvious that he was worried. It sounded from his tone of speech that-ah had already.


Before answering her father's question, Silvia upheld her yakult first until half was left.


"Yes, daddy don't have to worry about it" he grinned amusedly.


Sean rubbed his daughter's long hair, he smiled, a smile that could not be interpreted.


"Where does camping feel? "


"Great eruu. I can tell how the original shape of the river, mountain, rice field is the same forest. Keep fitting the same art stage bonfire also exclaimed bangett. Kak Ran is really cool to be the leader of his ceremony. Right on the mountain, the star is very rich so many tablets dad, where the moon is big again. Anyway seruuuuu bangett," silvia told a story like a child who was telling the experience on his first day of school, so funny that Sean smiled because of it.


"The Seru is rich. Sampe forgot daddy," Sean snorted, "Daddy here is lonely," he said, even if it's real.


Sean chuckles amusedly. He got up from his seat and walked around the chair his father had occupied. While directly behind her father, Silvia embraced the handsome man who became her father affectionately, draped his arms around his neck and placed his chin on his father's sturdy shoulders.


Sean rubbed his youngest arm, there was nothing he could do but smile. There is nothing happier for a father than the affectionate embrace of his child.


"Abang nyebelin," Silvia suddenly.


"Why? "


The beauty curled her lips down.


"When he followed me on widegame."


"Can't be good. I don't want you to do anything, baby."


"Yes but don't have to follow along too."


"Wahhh, a hug doesn't work," Sean who was about to answer Silvia's words was cut off because someone preceded him.


Both father and son rolled lazy eyes. There, at the end of the stairs, Ran and Nan were walking towards the dining room, with disheveled hair and slightly tangled clothes. Looks like they just woke up. Though the clock has shown at 19:15, which means that they have almost 6 hours of sleep.


The twins sit on the dining table chairs. They both compactly lay down their bats on the table, then began to close their eyes because they were still sleepy.


"Why are you still so sleepy, why are you awake?" Sean asked, inexhaustible with his twin. Still sleepy but even wake up, when no one wakes them up at all.


"Laper and lahhh."


"Loh, could the laper also turn out."


"Take a storm, father."


Sean and Silvia laughed. While being sleepy like that, Nan still had time to joke.


"Biii, it's still a while? Prince Laper," Nan asked his family's housekeeper who was cooking for dinner.


"A little while."


"Yeah of old. Long ago this aunt I ate" Nan muttered.


Sean and Silvia looked at each other, Nan's words just now were a little ambiguous. 'For so long this aunt I ate' it could mean... Sean shook his head as a dirty thought flashed across his brain.


Hey brain, stop traveling ria. Just stay where you are! Don't go anywhere!


Maki Sean in heart.


"Whispering bert the hell Nqn! Diem napa," Ran said as he was annoyed by his twin who did not stop talking.


"Like me that is. Mouth my mouth yakali I kudu diem bae."


Okay, Ran relented, there's no point arguing with Nan who would definitely win. Nandika is indeed. ah already.


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"Ihhh, why move around anyway?!" Silvia, who was lying on her father's thigh, was upset when her second sister kept changing the TV channel they were watching. The day has changed to morning btw.


"Yinya..." Nan yawned without covering her mouth, "Dad, deliv pizza dong dad," he said.


On this Sunday, Sean deliberately comforted his domestic assistants. She just wants quality time with her three children without anyone bothering her.


"You want pizza" Silvia stared at Sean's bead expectantly, like a kitten asking to be picked up, leaving Sean heartless.


"Sister, please take HP daddy!" Sean asks Ran for help because his phone is on top of the sofa single next to Ran.


Ran said he took his father's cell phone and gave the flat object to the owner.


The head of the family received the phone and ordered the pizza the children wanted.


About 30 minutes later, their pizza arrived. They ate it while watching the soap opera Silvia wanted. Oh, don't forget each other's favorite drink lying on the velvet carpet in front of the twins. A cup of hot coffee belongs to the head of the family, Fruit juice belongs to the eldest, adem sari belongs to the middle and two bottles of yakult belong to the youngest.


"Kwann. akwu bilwangg, kawloo he itwuu the actor," Nan said with a full mouth, causing his voice to sound less clear but still understandable to his family.


"Yes, Nandika is great, already rich in psychic," Sean praised his second child, but with an insincere bada.


Nan pulled her hair back with her clean left hand, boasting of her father's praise.


Both brothers immediately held Nan's head with their left hands.


"Deck, deck, hold the deck, this is getting bigger, it can be dangerous later!"


"What the hell?! " Nan protested, he was trying to remove the arms of his two brothers from his own head.


"Fear of his head exploding." Silvia replied while giggling.


"Well?!"


"That big head could cause my head to explode my dear sister" Ran replied.


The three of them-Sean, Ran and Silvia laughed. While Nan frowned annoyed. He was always treated like this by his family. But it's okay, she knows that her family is just joking. Again, he will be fine as long as his family is happy.


...***...


"Dad?"


Sean who was preparing to sleep looked towards the door. There, in front of the door of his room that was slightly open, poking out his youngest head.


"Why baby?"


The whitewashed door opened even wider, and it turned out that not only Silvia, but Ran and Nan were also behind the girl.


"Silver brother wants to sleep together," the youngest pointed at his two brothers, making the twins round his eyes in disbelief. Hey, Silvia had this kind of plan, but why were they the ones being sacrificed?


Sean chuckles. There was a slight sense of doubt, would his king-size mattresses fit the four of them? moreover, the bodies of the three men were huge, only Silvia was petite. But yes, Sean was happy when his children still wanted to sleep with him even though he was in High School.


"here."


Silvia smiled happily, she immediately slammed herself on her father's king-size mattress, then began to lie down, followed by Nan who slept on her left, and on Nan's left, there was Ran. So his position, sean-silvia-nan-ran.


This togetherness reminds Sean of events several years ago. At that time, his two children believed the twins forced to sleep in his room on the grounds that they wanted to keep Silvia who was sick. Ah, Sean's eyes became heated when he remembered.


Grep


Sean flinched from his daydream as Silvia hugged him, drowning his face in the chest of his father's field. Sean smiled, he hugged his daughter back, rubbing her narrow back, occasionally smelling that fragrant black hair.


"Unfair. Time waving daddy anyway," Nan protested.


"Belgroff." Silvia's voice was somewhat submerged by Sean's chest.


Nan hugged her little sister's body, her hands coiled around her father's waist, followed by Ran who also did the same with her twin.


Sean could not hide his smile. She thought she would never be able to feel this hug again because of her already grown children. But he was wrong. Now he feels it again. Sea released his embrace to Silvia, then stroked Nan and Ran's head. His big hands were not up to perfectly hug his firstborn, so the burly hands were only up to touch Ran's hands that were hugging them. Tonight, their families sleep together hugging.


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