Fosessive Brothers
25

...Happy reading...

"What's your case?"

Ran and Nan looked at her father confused.

"Have breakfast, dad."

Sean grumbled slowly, playfully. "who doesn't go to school why do breakfast?"

Both Ran and Nan knew that the sentence that just came out of Sean's mouth was not a question, except that they were both suspended for the next few days because of their fight case last time.

"Terooos allude," said Nan. He snorted, but his hand did not stay still, took the fried rice in a container and put it in a dish and ate it.

"Well?" sean murmured, "don't you mention it? It's really emang. Yeah, deck?"

Silvia nodded her head steadily. He was too tired of the drama between father and son.

"Kok even mengebela, anyway?" nan's protest did not accept.

"Kan emang is real."

Nan was just about to answer, but the door to his house had already been knocked, making him jump off the chair happily.

"Morning windfall, ahay." he said.

Ran and Silvia looked at him, then simultaneously they looked at Sean.

The one being stared at only put his shoulders, "daddy also does not know what to do," he said.

"Report chicken from aunt Susy!!" shouted Nan. The boy was carrying a bowl of chicken opor given by a neighbor next door to their house.

The three children immediately scrambled for the opor that Nan had brought. While Sean just massaged his temple slowly. He doesn't know what else to do. Because actually, this is not the first time that the neighbors brought food for them. This is the umpteenth time.

Sea feels bad if his neighbors keep feeding his family. But Nan says it's okay, because their neighbor Susy— likes it. Any kind of food that the woman gave him was a form of liking the woman to him.

Sean doesn't care. He had no intention of forgetting Yani at all. Just let her female neighbors get angry or whatever, Sean never asked her for food. He was able and able to buy food for his family.

"You, dad?"

Sean glanced at Nan at a glance, then shook his head firmly.

"Make you all."

...***...

Sean dongkol's. Why should his company's financial data be left behind until it ends he has to go home? Again, why didn't he just tell one of his employees to take it?

Ah already. Regrets always come at the end. And now he regretted coming home. This scene in front of him made his eyes sepet.

"Keep, go!!"

"Ah, run bego."

"Shoot dong brother. You are such a coward, anjir!!"

Looky. Instead of learning or doing something useful, but the two children even relax while playing games.

The two twins were relaxing in the living room, oh do not forget some snack jars scattered around them.

Sean grieves. Yesterday his twin son looked sorry, only yesterday his two sons apologized to him. But now? There was no regret on their faces.

Ah, Sean knows. Their downcast faces looked glum not because they were sorry, but because they were afraid of him. Also, the apology that was left out of his mouth was not something that was sincerely said from the heart on the basis of guilt, but rather towards feeling guilty because he said he was tired of their attitude.

Sometimes, there is a passionate desire in Sean to pray for his twins. Since the two of them could only trouble her, could only waste her money, and could only make her emotions rise.

"Why, dad?"

"Well, handsome daddy's home, huh? It's still 10, dad."

Again, the sound of knocking on the door made the two human children look at each other.

"It can't be Aunt Susy, right?" ask Nan.

Makes sense. Because usually, aunty susy will only deliver food to her home in the morning and night. Never once in a day like this.

"Can be. Maybe Susy's aunt squirms daddy's car, so she's eating food again."

Nan.

"Jude, I'm open" he said, moving from his seat to the door.

ART who works at her home has just come home to hear that her husband is sick.

"Loh, son Nan? How is school?"

Ran's guess is right. The one who came was Susy.

"Em, you're not feeling well anymore, aunt." she replied.

"Eh, why?" kepo tanyanya.

"No papa, now it's light."

Breathing sounded from the woman.

"Em, son Nan, is there a papa?" tanyanya, shy.

"Some, but it's busy."

The woman in front of him looked disappointed. But quickly Nan distracted her.

"Itu—"

Susy followed Nan's line of sight. Instantly, he smiled. "Make papa— em, meaning for you family."

With pleasure, Nan received a plate containing brownies from Susy.

"Thank you aunt." he said.

Susy nodded. "Em, son Nan, can tolo—"

"I went in first. Thanks for the food."

Inappropriately, Nan cut the words of the woman his age with his father. Then, go inside, leaving Susy alone outside her mansion.

...***...

"What, what?"

Ran changed his position to sit. He looked at his twin expectantly.

"Brownists!"

His eyes immediately sparkled.

"Pipetan cut Nan!"

"Yes, yes, patient dong."

For the second time, Sean could only shake his head. She knew that the brownies her two children were eating were gifts from their neighbors. That's why he's not good. Although not asking, but still Sean felt that he had troubled the woman. But— ah come, he doesn't want to think of anything but his family.

"From the future wife, dad. Want, right?" tanya Nan, raise her eyebrows, was teasing her father.

"Whisper ah Nan!" ketus Sean, then get out of there.

...***...