Hope and Wish
R&W45. Dinner table chat

In the kitchen, my father noticed me who was bothered in the kitchen after this Fajr prayer. Bang Workshop still praying, he was late waking up, but not late morning prayers. 

For a good start, I'll make you a good breakfast. 

"Body on tired, Mas." Biyung stretched his neck. 

"Make breakfast, take a break. What would you call a masseuse, all for Ra." 

I looked, I found my father looking at me carefully. Usually not shy, but the look of the father looked at once. 

"Han rude?"

Tuh, right? I have asked you one question in that direction. 

"No, Dad." I pretended to be busy with the conversation again. 

"Yes, a new day of marriage is already KDRT, it is impossible." Biyung just glanced at me. 

"That's not what it means, Canda." Dad's voice was still soft. 

"Since Han was changing women, it was often thought that the point of trouble was on him." 

In fact, my mind is not that far. 

"I don't know for sure, Dad. I hope not." I have my own concerns. 

He was so opium to me again. 

"For everyone, my Bidad morning." My husband's voice filled the kitchen.

Given pleasure, it increases this much. 

"Morning, Son-in-law." Biyung greeted cheerfully. 

"Well, ask for a recap of the monthly results. I'd like to tell Ra." Bang Workshop heading to the dining table. 

I heard the sound of a chair being pulled as well. 

"Heem, later sent to email," said the father later. 

"Want tea or coffee?" I looked towards him. 

He still wears a koko shirt and a sarong. 

"Can I choose it? Kirain is all good." He chuckles small. 

"May ask, as long as the request is good. Don't make a mess of slaves," father chirped later. 

"OK, deh." His words are not finished yet. "Darling, please bring some warm water? If you drink tea or coffee first, then the food will not come in. The rush is full." The soft voice was flowing. 

"Okay, ready." I left the knife and the cutting board.

I wash my hands first, before finally moving to a hot water dispenser. 

"You can't be rude to Ra, Han." Dad reprimanded, as I put warm water in front of the Workshop bang. 

Bang Workshop looked up at me, then he held back a laugh. "Ra asked, Dad."

My eyes are rounded. 

"Dad, just be ashamed." I whined by covering my face and sitting on the side chair of the Workshop Bang. 

Not only bang Workshop, I also laughed amusedly. 

"So my son is itching? Oh my goodness." He shook his head repeatedly. 

"But cool, Dad. I give you four thumbs up, he's cool take care of his marwah." Bang Workshop showed two thumbs. 

"Alhamdulillah, the grin of his father." Dad smiled at me. 

"Don't keep getting sucked in." I held hands and held a manyun to Dad. 

"His father, beautiful. I'm worried, I'm scared." Dad patted his own chest. 

"Even, himself likes to be rude." Biyung makes dad look at me for a moment. 

"Kanda, eat! You want to get sick?! Whose son are you guiding, fool! You want to make me a widower?!" Biyung turned towards all of us. 

"Padahan, it just doesn't fit the side dish. But the drama's really your dad, Ra." Biyung behind the body and head bobbles. 

That was how easily she had mocked her husband.

"Yes you're a drama right, why don't you say you don't like the side dishes? Why should the drama until midnight not eat, keep whining I hungry. Meaning what?!" Dad's growling a little. 

Bang Workshop chuckled and glanced at me. 

"But mending, Biyung. Dad just rough his mouth," added Bang Workshop later. 

"Well, what? Love the clutter, especially if d***," replied biyung who made me and bang Workshop increasingly hold back laughter. 

"That's good, Canda. The proof is you get out quickly. Just ask Han, the woman who got grabbed by the part behind her quickly came out." Dad made Bang Workshop instantly lost his soft laugh. 

"Cock on me, it'll be a shame." Bang Workshop scratched his head. 

"Indeed, Han?" Biyung walked towards the dining table, carrying her finished writing. 

I want to cook so sit down. 

"Yes that's how it usually is" said bang Workshop bashfully. 

"Eat this first, Dek. You make lunch, Biyung is tired he said." My father's words kept me moving. 

"It's food-ass, Deck, Han." 

I and the Workshop bang so not hesitant, because it was ordered by Biyung as well. One by one the sisters went out of the room, not forgetting Cani reminded the father's promise to go to the boutique today. 

"Yang, Brother is out of clothes," whispered the workshop very softly. 

"Wow, yes, I was holy first. Wear koko clothes the same sarong first, ten o'clock is also dry." I cleaned up our food marks. 

"Yes, Yang." Bang Workshop poured some more water in his glass. 

"Try Farah, go to Galen, Bang." I remembered those two pieces. 

"okay."

I glanced towards the clock, already half six in the morning as well. But yes indeed, here at seven in the morning is also still foggy. Five o'clock, it's dawn here. 

I forgot permission, if I'm going to exercise after the washing machine turns. Not far away, my husband had already searched for me with bang Fa'ad's matic motor. 

There was Galen in his arms, the workshop was driving with one hand. 

"Yang, Brother nyariin." He fused his eyebrows. 

"Yes forgot permission." I'm whingegesan. Sometimes I forget I'm married again, but I just washed his clothes. 

"Let's go home, it's Galen's sling. Farah was still sleeping earlier, even so not good because I woke up."

Here's how to have a husband again, just ran a little early morning already picked up. Attention, I'm happy. But I have to think about timing, so I can get some exercise. I'm used to it, so I feel like there's less if it's not done. 

"Which, will you buy clothes? Or buy it online only, you do not choose the brand really. What matters is having a change of clothes." This matic motor is driving towards the house. 

"Okay, Bang." 

Arriving at home, the workshop bang began to show a table of his income sent by the father. This is not the result of one attempt, but four attempts. Obviously the result is big, I think it is too big for household needs. 

"Bang, while cuddling to open a branch. I take as necessary as I do." I began to calculate the stomachs of the five of us, me, my husband and our three children. 

"The life force of Adek is not it, is it enough this while eating?"

I immediately scrunched my forehead. "What do you think, Bang? At home, I never eat out. Every now and then, menggebakso, seblak, chicken noodles, not every day. I only have additional supplements for ASI, I drink UHT milk regularly as well. Stock up on me, Galen's gonna drink my milk. Mostly for Farah same Zee right, later we start formula milk stock, diapers ya plusin. I'm not crazy about clothes, you mind if I wear a Rayon negligee every day? Children's clothing was not up to two million one stel child cake artist as well, Galen rayon shirt suit that is a hundred thousand get three. Comfortable, pantes-pantes aja, he was free movement. Farah and Zee also flattened his style if it was in my hands anyway, for everyday in this house. Only, I will teach them the shelter every day. Let Cake Cani is later big, where do you want to wear a veil later. Cani from the baby, it's been used to the huddle." I want to educate my daughters, like the way dad used his daughter with the veil first. 

"Hmm, the children's problem set. But brother requests….

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