Gannaya, My Adore
GMA 2: Body Candidate.

"Sir, wake. Sahur ...," cried Maura while knocking on the door of Ammar's room. Simultaneously, there was Ammar who just came out of the bathroom, he just finished taking a junub bath. Because last night, after eating fried rice on the side of the road ala-ala lovers, Gana and Ammar combined love in bed.

He approached the door but did not open it, currently he only wears a towel wrapped around his waist. "Yes, Brother. Later, Adek, then,"

"Yes." Maura passed from the door to the dinner table, because there the family had gathered, there was a husband, children, nephew and parents.

Ammar rushed to open the closet and take a copy of the clothes, then wear it quickly, because the time has shown at four, half an hour will enter imsak.

He kisses Gana who is still asleep in a roll of blankets to cover her innocent body. His snoring was obvious from his slightly gaping mouth.

"I was sahur first, yes, dear" he said. He justified the position of Gana's head that missed the pillow. Ammar smiled, stroked his wife's face, he again imagined when Gana became the captain of the game last night, of course with the guidance and will of Ammar who wants to be like what. They played softly, because remember there was a young fetus in Gana's womb.

"O Allah, early in the morning shampooing ..," seduced Geisha, while Ammar threw his buttocks on the seat next to him. All were eating sahur, only Ammar was late.

Ammar breaks Geisha's hair. "Observe,"

"Yes, look out for people with wet hair." Geisha lips.

"In the continued fighting, there are four drainage pas," added Gifali with oddity.

"Aamiin, hopefully in ijabah. The total immediately became nine," replied Ammar happy, which was immediately responded to by delicacy from the eyes of his three children. Taya, Aidan and Aurora, they're squinting dislike eyes.

"Why do you want to add Adek again?" tanya Taya made sure.

"You already are, son. That's your pregnant mama" said Papa, putting rice in his mouth.

"I mean Taya, Kek. Exhausted Mama's birth," Aidan straightened out.

"Yes, Son. God willing, if God loves again-" and his words are fixed while Mama who is pouring rice for Ammar plays the eyes as a code not to speak like that. I understand, the kids object.

Papa looked at Ammar with his head. "Highing on, there's no end to it."

Gifali was still laughing. "Let's race, Pah."

"No, Om! Rora doesn't want to have Adek anymore!" Rora interrupted with a look of dislike. He put his spoon again on the plate, a sign of no appetite.

"I'm the same mom. Keep vomiting! Because of the baby's grandpa, Mama so can't fast with us," tears welled up in her eyes.

Maura stroked the shoulder of her nephew who was sitting next to her. "Papa was just kidding. Don't take heart, yeah, kid. Let's eat it continue," said Maura softly. Maura turned to look at Ammar with the corner of her lips tilted.

"Papa's kidding, honey," said Ammar. Rora just kept quiet, she chewed back with a pouting face. Same with Taya and Aidan.

And not for long. There was the sound of Adela crying emerging from the upper room. Ammar who had just bribed directly looked up at the stairs to the top floor.

"Haduuh, it's still early morning already crying," chirped Dipta while biting crackers.

"Please pick up, Deck. Bring here!" papa Bilmar's word to Dipta, then turned to Ammar who had just wanted to rise from his seat, wanted to approach Adela upwards.

"You sit! Finish your meal, soon enough," Ammar nodded and resumed eating. Because Papa knew Dipta had finished eating, then he was assigned to pick up the curly.

"Rigger ... Sis!" maura to Bhishma. And the one called out, even closed the eyes, leaning on the back of the chair while chewing food. And when the chew was up, Papa Bilmar put the sauce with a spoon into the mouth of Bhishma.

"Gee! It's spicy!!" scream Bisma. Everyone laughs too. "Melek will be," said Papa relaxed.

"Grandfather, I don't like sambal!" snorting Bisma after drinking a lot of water into the esophagus to sweep the tongue from the spicy pepper.

"Eat him eat right! That's a lot of your rice, bisma!" Papa reminded.

The bisma throbbed and muttered slowly. "I'm lazy sahur."

"What do you want to eat, son? Want noodles?" timpal Mom.

Bisma's eyeballs buy perfectly, he is happy because there is a fresh breeze. The Grandma he loved gave him a happy option. Because Mama knows every grandchild's favorite.

"Fried indomie, Grandma. Wear cornet--"

"Eat what has been served. Don't be picky, out there many are not as lucky as we can eat with a menu like this," he said, making Bhishma fold his lips deeply. Gifali and Maura just smiled at the Son.

Bhishma looked at her Grandma. He continued to murmur slowly. "You have noodles, Grandma,"

"It says you don't understand!" Papa re-emerged the fangs.

"Grandma makein," Mama interrupted. "Papa do not need to get angry, later your dentures jump," Mama rose from the chair after patting her husband's shoulder. He walked into the kitchen.

"Well, don't do it. Let Brother aja masakin--" Maura got up, followed Mama's step into the kitchen. Because the arts are enjoying sahur, it is not good if Mama bothers them again.

"Haha, dentures!" the grandchildren. Papa Bilmar also chuckled, he pulled his fake teeth out of the box, he showed it to everyone at the dinner table.

Ginka and Ghea close their eyes. Aidan just wanted to vomit to see it.

"Cerers 'ih, Cakes!" exclaiming Geisha, he stared amusedly.

"Prospective Doctor of the time is afraid!" papa Gerrick.

"Not afraid, but .. em ...," if he says disgust, his grandfather must be angry. The geisha just shook their head while raising their shoulders.

"Father!" exclaiming Adela, he reached out to Ammar's neck from the sling of Dipta.

Ammar holds Adela in his lap. "Want to eat, son?" tanyakanya.

Adela shakes. He only leaned weakly on his Papa's chest. Looking at all the food on the table. His mouth kept on yawning. Actually he was still sleepy, but because just now when he woke up he did not find anyone by his side. So the boy was crying.

"Here yuk, carrying Grandpa, your father will eat," Papa Bilmar inching to approach Ammar's chair. He wants to reach for Adela, the funniest granddaughter. Adela shakes. "Ndak'ah, Cake. Want to cama Papa orah!"

"Created, Cake. Ask in the carrier," as long as Geisha. He pointed to the Creator who was eating apples.

"To ask to be circumcised at times, is old still asking in a carry," replied Papa. "Later in the morning, massage Grandpa, yes," Papa told Dipta. Now it's her turn.

Dipta glared at the Geisha. "Silver's right! Find a disease!"

"From Dawn until Duha complied, to be satisfied" Ammar said.

Dipta snorted bete staring at Ammar. "Get it started, Om!"

Gifali and Ammar just laughed to see the behavior of their Papa who always asked in order at every opportunity. Papa also did not hesitate to ask for a massage by Gifali, and the shady man will obey. What matters is that his in-laws are happy.

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"Wake up!!"

"Duh, whimper, Cake!" Dipta who was busy sleeping on the sofa groaned painfully, when her grandfather pulled her earlobe.

"Sleep keeps feeling! Come on, njai!" exclaim Papa. The Creator sat down, to strengthen his body.

"Sleeping in the fasting month is worship, cake," Reply Dipta. He was still rubbing his ears which were hot.

"If you sleep from morning until Ashar like this, it is no longer worship! But it's another exercise to be a candidate for the body!"

Dipta rubs the chest. "Astaghfirullah."

Aidan who has been sitting limp on the sofa not far from Dipta, who is also waiting faithfully clockwise to keep rolling fast to the right waiting for the Maghrib Adhan, who is also waiting for the direction of the clock, laughing to see his cousin brother being nagged by their Grandpa.

The boy grinned the horse, until where his laughter receded when he smelled the scent of wearing from a bowl of noodle soup that Adela carried.

"Sister capapin I'm, dong. Mama agih Belsihin Adek, tatih Adek pup," said Adela. The intention of the noodles want to be dined Gana together with the curly, because Alda cried because of defecation, then Gana minutes Adela to eat first.

"Seek a bribe with Rora! I'll fast again, time yes nyuapin you! If I want to, how?"

"Kek ...," exclaimed Dipta to Grandfather who had already taken a step towards Mushola after scolding him.

"Aidan wants to open up, he said. Want noodles, Adeknya," said Dipta. He only heard the end of Aidan's sentence to Adela.

From afar, behind his sturdy clothes and scabbard, Papa Bilmar knitted his brows towards Aidan. Afraid of being angry like Dipta, Aidan then shook his head.

"Lies, Cake." Aidan defended himself. And Dipta laughed at Aidan's expression.

"If the fast is not full, Grandpa circumcision You run out of Eid," said Papa.

Aidan shook his head in fear. "I fasted full 'kok, Cake." he did not want to be circumcised. Still afraid, even though Ammar had persuaded him many times.

"Sunat aja now, mumpung all over again at the get-together," the new Bhishma's veil came and threw the buttocks on the couch.

"Yes, benel-benel," Adela laughed. "Ih, you!" Aidan pinched his sister. And the curly was crying again.

"Diem no! Brother botakin' your hair!" threatening Bisma. The frightened Adela simply nodded resignedly, stopping the crying.

"Here, Brother's bribe." The bisma took the bowl that Adela was holding, she began to feed.

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