Gannaya, My Adore
The Ex Part Five

It was seen that Taya was hugging the belly of Aurora who had fallen asleep next to her. Aidan hugged Adela. And Mama Alika was lying on her side of the bed facing her youngest granddaughter, Alda. Protecting his five grandchildren so that no one falls to the floor.

And his apes, Papa sleeps downstairs. On a folding mattress. From earlier his hand stretched out upwards, menoel-noel Mama's back.

"Well, down. Here, bobo beside Papa." whispered Papa.

Mama who is half-loud, just shakes no want. Papa grunts annoyed. And his regret to Ammar. The boy could have disrupted his Friday night service this time.

"When Mama is tired and seems to be going really fast. Can be attacked without a fight. Uh, it's not supportive." The grandkids don't want to sleep in the guest room without their grandmother.

At the time Papa was staring at the ceiling of the room with a sad look. He got up from his bed when he heard the bell ringing.

"This must be Ammar!" grunts Papa. He rushed to the main door with a fierce look, at a glance he looked at the clock on the wall, which had shown at almost ten in the evening.

"Bik, don't do it. Let me just open it." Papa said, when Art wants to open the door.

"Okay, sir." Art passed and returned to the room.

"It's too much of a stretch this kid is. Gotta teach!" before approaching the door, Papa went to the television room first. There he grabbed an electric mosquito racket.

"Let her legs straight, wrapped in this same patch." muttered Papa staring at the racket he had been carrying. Step over again Papa towards the door. Papa is like a bee ready to sting Ammar.

And.

Crick.

The sweet smiles of Ammar and Gana expand like sugar. Especially Ammar who seems to have no sin. The man hurriedly handed Papa two packs of cheese and nuts, because he knew what his Papa was holding. Must have wanted to beat him up.

And.

Volaaaa.

Papa seduced. Smelling the fragrance of food at night makes his stomach churn. But Papa was full. Ammar is Papa's favorite. Not only martabak he brought, green bean porridge that was shallow in the street, he brushed.

"Sorry, yes, Pah. We just came. Sleep, Pah." said Gana. He kissed his father-in-law's hand. Same with Ammar. Seeing his Papa's happy reaction, Ammar was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Alhamdulillah, escape from the lunge of the sea bear." Ammar is happy.

"The kids are sleeping, huh?" ask Gana. He stepped in hand in hand with Papa who was busy looking at the package he immediately received while stepping. He gave the electric racket to Ammar.

"Already, Son. It's in the room with your mom."

"Well, go to the room first, yeah, Pah."

"Yes, there." Papa is still busy unwrapping the food that he now puts on the dining table.

"Grandfather!"

Ammar thinks it'll be safe. He who had been following Gana's steps to climb the stairs, sculpt mute. And Gana was just mocking, laughing at her husband. He continued to drive to his room-in-law.

Ammar turned towards Papa, staring at the darling, the love of his life.

"Here, you!" papa exclaimed after putting a piece of martabak nuts into the mouth.

"What, Honey?" sedu Ammar held back fear. After his steps came closer.

"Open your mouth!" papa's Word.

Ammar again heaved a sigh of relief and smiled because it turned out that he was not so angered by Papa, when he knew that Papa would put a piece of martabak into his mouth.

"Eat, yes!" and it turns out that Papa put some martabak pieces into Ammar's mouth to the brim and can not be chewed. Ammar widened his pupils. Ask for mercy and forgiveness from Papa.

"Enak' right?" Papa's on his waist.

Ammar shook his head with a clear face. He could not speak because his mouth was full. And the conversation between the Son and the Papa who was so diffuse began to be created.

"You can spend hours, enjoy the forest! While here, Papa sleeps unable to hug your Mama!" Papa clucked. "Remember time, donggggg!" Papa's picking up Ammar's ear. And his son complained of pain in an inaudible voice.

"Udah knows Papa can not eat this at night. Even in buyin! Want to make Papa diabetic, you??" Ammar grimaced more, while Papa increasingly glued his jewels with his left hand and Papa's right hand again put the pieces of martabak into his mouth.

Ammm.

As much as possible Ammar tried to chew martabak in his mouth until it ran out. Hurry up to step into the refrigerator to gulp some cold water from inside the bottle.

"That's a slob! Drink from a bottle, don't use a glass!" Papa gets angry from the dinner table. Ammar kept drinking because his throat was stuck and could not breathe.

"Aaahhhh .. relieved!" Ammar muttered happily. He approached Papa again while wiping his wet lips with the edge of the shirt.

"That's all, Papa. Want to make a child die?" asked Ammar.

"The son of the wicked is like this, the horse in the stoning of his bird!" answer Papa.

Ammar glared, knitted his brows and immediately moved away from Papa. He was afraid that his Harley was wrapped in rubber martabak wrap.

"Don't dong, Pah. It's asset. Papa Kayak never married." Ammar defended himself.

Papa rolled his eyes puffed. "I used to, like to feel good with your Mama. Never mess with my Papa!" Ammar grunts.

Though Ammar knew once, his Papa was one like him before. In the past, Ammar and Maura had been left alone with art at home, while Papa forced Mama to stay at the hotel for a honeymoon.

"Yes, Pah. Adek apologise." Ammar.

Parents will come back like babies. Emotions that go down, easily sad, happy and always want to be noticed. So, we as children must understand this condition. Can be more mature in addressing the feelings of parents so that there is no misunderstanding. It is better to give up than sin by resisting, even though we are not wrong.

"Your son still has something to suckle. He thought it was dong, Dek. Be alone, whatever where you want. Want in the cake forest, in the cake sea, on the street, cake. But remember the time! If your child is big, honeymoon how many times, no problem. Want to be signed here can be. As long as it's not fussy and it can be done by itself."

Four times Adela pup and Papa cleaned it. Adela defecates when Mama Alika is bothered, then Mama will ask Papa for help.

"When you were still stuck on the floor, was Papa ever the same person? Even to family? No, right?"

Ammar shook his head and joked. "So don't remember, Pah. It's still a little girl."

"The child has no morality. Parents say, play answered!"

"And that was Papa. Yes, I answered."

Papa glares his eyes. "Yes, do not answer! Papa won't tell you to answer!"

"But Papa nanya. Never tidipin Adek fit again eek at home people." Ammar is still in a state of flux. Make Papa's curly beard feel burned. Haha.

"Basic son of a bitch!" before Papa actually hit Ammar on the shoulder.

Ammar rushed out of Papa's sight. "If Adek son bagong, means Papa is also a parent bagong ... Buahahaha." Ammar's laughter echoed loudly to every corner of the house. Make Papa keep chasing him wherever Ammar wants to avoid.

Come, Cake. Pursue the bagong! Haha.

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Gana's eyeballs look fresh. She was breastfeeding Alda while leaning on the back of the bed. Rora, Aidan, Adel is already lying next to him. Gana is still waiting for Ammar to go back to Mama and Papa's room to take Taya.

For the sake of Papa who wants to hug Mama as usual while sleeping. Ammar carried one by one his children to be moved from his parents' room to his old room.

Adela had woken up and she was shocked like seeing a ghost when she looked at her father who had come home. Ammar took Adel's arms so that the boy would go back to sleep soundly, and not noisily.

Now, the seven of them will sleep in one bed. It seems that Ammar is going to budge, he must have chosen to sleep on the sofa.

In Mom and Dad's room.

"Come, Pah. Sleep on!" ammar's Order. He was holding Taya. Papa, who had been standing on the edge of the bed watching Ammar move his five children back and forth, nodded and crawled up onto the bed, lying on his side hugging his wife from behind.

"Come, Honey. Here hug, Papa." Papa forced Mama to turn around to face him, even though the old woman had flown to dreamland and did not hear his titahan. Still Papa forced, put Mama's hand on her stomach and slept on her chest.

In the doorway before closing it, Ammar who was carrying Taya, looked happily at Mama and Papa. There was a puddle of clear water condensing in his eye pelup. The tenderness that Papa gave to Mama, or vice versa really shook Ammar's heart.

"Hopefully getting old, Gana and I can be like Mom and Dad. Aamiin's."

Because all the time, parents are the best teachers for their beloved children and succeeding generations.

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