Friends With Benefits (Friends But Friendly)
Single Parent

"Sir Terry?" exclamation Shelly surprised while carrying a bowl full of porridge.

"Well, Shelly. Are you here too?" said Terry while stirring the hot porridge belonging to the cute boy who seemed impatient to immediately devour the porridge.

"Papa tepetan iii. fuuhh fuuuuuh.." The cute boy pursed his red lips blew the porridge that was still steaming.

Shelly and Terry both chuckle at the same time looking at her funny behavior.

"Can join? the cake is no longer a vacancy for me" said Shelly who dizzy looking for an empty seat.

"Please" Terry greeted with a smile. "Yess" Terry's inner cheer.

"Gemay's grandfather is his nameaaa?" shelly asked the 4-year-old while pinching her cheek.

"Iiii. aunt jan pedan pedan deeh.. Lio mo ate this." the boy brushed Shelly's prickly hand off and went back to blowing the porridge.

"May the aunt see her bag?" shelly asked the boy who was busy blowing and tasting his porridge whether it was still hot or not. Then nod.

"Let's see. ow. you have a book (let's see. ow. you have a book)" exclaimed Shelly enthusiastically.

The boy named Mario turned his head and noticed Shelly who was raving commenting on every picture Mario made in his picture book.

Although in the form of a graffiti thread tangled, but Shelly managed to make a narrative of each crayon stroke and attract the attention of Mario who then approached and noticed it.

Shelly gave Terry the code to stir the slurry so that the hot steam came out and the heat was slightly reduced.

Cheerfully Shelly makes a story from the scratches of Mario crayons that responded to the cute boy's laughter and giggling while receiving feed after mouthfuls of porridge that has warmed.

"Habiiis.." said Shelly when he arrived at the last page of his picture book, along with the end of the porridge in Mario's bowl.

Mario clapped his hands happily.

"Tante. ladi. celita ladi.." she asked Shelly.

"Honey, the tantenya just eat first huh. The porridge was cold. Let there be energy to make the story again" persuaded Terry who followed Shelly by stroking his stomach and showing a sad face.

Mario looked at the sad face Shelly made, then rubbed his cheeks with small hands and peeked at Shelly's cheeks.

"Tante janan cediih. lapel ya. eat nih abisin bial nda sad ladi" he persuaded while thrusting a bowl owned by Shelly that some crackers have withered.

"Which mama? how did you look?" ask Shelly to Terry who is also stirring the porridge and put enough sambal until the porridge is red.

"That's it" Terry briefly answered, raising his shoulders.

"I see (i understand)" said Shelly immediately felt bad.

"It's hard not to be a single parent?" continued Shelly forced to devour the porridge and try not to care about the color of the porridge owned by Terry.

"Who's a single parent?" terry replied.

"Who's son is this dong?" reply Shelly.

"Dear" replied lightly Terry who Shelly did not believe.

"Ponakan today call him papa yes, same uncle" said Shelly.

"Ehe, on purpose" Terry's chimed in.

Shelly frowning. Then his eyes rolled around.

"Yes the father could have" said Shelly, slapping Terry's arm and coughing up choking.

Yap

The women glanced at him and whispered whispering while smiling.

uhuk

uhuk

"You are.." furious Terry who was immediately apologized by Shelly.

"Eh. maap maap. Bring the boy gemesin kek gini instead of avoiding, even on ngedeket right?" Shelly commented.

"That goal. Proven powerful, right? you immediately sucked" he replied, who was reciprocated by a roll of tissue toss by Shelly. Terry chuckles at Shelly.

MOCKERY...

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