Holy Marriage
Senior And Junior's
Alan poured his body into the bed in a half-lying position. He's been neatly dressed with a shirt, pants, greasy hair and shiny shoes. Both of his feet went up to the bed.
Anna was busy wearing Azzam's clothes. The gemil was marching to and fro so Anna had trouble buttoning the boy's shirt. Azzam even screamed about to cry as Anna forced Azzam's body to face him so that he would easily put on the shirt. Azzam was busy playing his cars.
“Azzam darling, this will not be finished if you keep moving. Put on a shirt first, dong!” Anna tried to seduce Azzam patiently.
“Ta abatammmanaa.” I don't know what Azzam said, he actively moves and babbles while playing his cars.
“Mas Alan, help, dong! Azam was so bad that he was told to wear clothes. If so, when did it go?” Anna looked at Alan who was in a half-lying position on the bed.
“All baby sitters only,” Alan replied without moving his body from the mattress.
“Baby sitter is taking a shower. Help hold Azzam's body. Let me put on her shirt,” pinta Anna in a spoiled tone.
Alan was still silent, his net was staring at the busyness of Anna and Azzam which happened amazingly due to the liveliness of Azzam without pause.
“Mas Alan, let's help you, dong!” Anna began to get a little annoyed to see Alan who was just silent.
With a lazy gesture, Alan got up and squatted down. He touched Azzam's body on both sides of the boy's armpit.
“Still, yes!” anna said because she had help from Alan. He also began to attach buttons Azzam shirt.
Gaining a grip by Alan, Azzam seemed to dislike until he screamed and thrashed for release. He jumped up and down wanting to break away, constantly moving his body.
Plaque!
Azzam smashed a very large toy car into Alan's forehead. Not only that the suffering experienced by Alan, Azzam's hands very quickly grabbed a bowl containing the rest of the ice cream that had not been taken away by Anna to Alan's shirt.
“Ah..!” Alan's forehead frowned in pain at the forehead of the former lash, he also sighed in annoyance staring at his shirt that had become dirty.
“Already! It's already! Here, hold Azzam!” Alan handed the little guy's body to Anna. He got up to his feet while observing his shirt and pants that were getting dirty with an annoyed look.
“Sorry, Mas alan. His name is also a child. Azzam doesn't know what he's doing yet,” Anna said seeing Alan's annoyance. “I was wrong because I forgot to bring a bowl with the rest of Azzam's ice cream outside.”
Alan did not respond. He walked into the bathroom. Miss's gaze returned to Azzam who was now on his lap. He was surprised to see Azzam's clothes that had been hard-earned to the boy's body, now looked straws due to splashes of ice cream.
Surprisingly, the little one laughed with a loud fuss as he looked at Anna's face. Her little hands were patting Anna's cheeks.
Anxious, Anna just smiled even though she had to take back Azzam's clothes. Yes, Anna took off Azzam's clothes in a hurry so as not to be caught by Alan. He was afraid that Alan would get even more upset when he found Azzam's clothes to be dirty.
Anna carried Azzam to the next room, to the baby sitter's room.
“Arni, please wear clothes for Azzam. Find a nice shirt. We're having dinner at the restaurant! also prepare all Azzam equipment for traveling, handkerchief, and all equipment for Azzam!” tell Anna to the baby sitter who just came out of the bathroom wearing a kimono.
“Good, Miss!” Baby sitter grabs Azzam's body.
“Pocket, yes! Later when it is finished, you immediately bring Azzam down!”
“Good!”
Anna returned to the room and wiped the ice cream that hit the floor, then placed the bowl on the table.
After everything was done, Anna picked up the pants and shirt for Alan. He sat down by the side of the bed holding the clothes in his lap, waiting for Alan to come out of the bathroom. Fifteen minutes had passed, and her husband did not come out. What else did Alan do in the bathroom? Seriously, alan now prefers to spend time with linger in the bathroom. Oh gosh.
Anna tapped the tips of her fingers as she impatiently waited.
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