Hope and Wish
H&W5B. Mimi grandson drama

"Because, Han suspects that his father-in-law is talking bad to Harum. Meanwhile, Harum was the kind of person who was instantly screwed up if by any means, he immediately had a burden of mind. Maybe, just like that his blood went straight up and…." It was like Hamdan chose not to continue his story. 

Yes, I understand what Hamdan means. 

"Maybe for that reason also if Farah's father does not want to spend time at the home of Farah's grandmother and grandfather, huh, Om?" I'm drawing my own conclusions. 

Om Hamdan nodded faintly. "Han also ngaku himself, if he is not comfortable with the mouth of his father-in-law. Om did not finish thinking with Harum too, Om tuh no baffles, attention to him. Why did he ask to go home to his parents? Obviously, Om was offended by the attitude Harum took. If he comes back here, he's comfortable. Do you believe it or not, Ra? Smelling still asleep, Han is still sleeping. It's morning, time for breakfast. About the nanak nasi initiative, or breakfast order. Let them wake up, they don't miss their breakfast. Om never told Harum nyapu, mopping, or grumbling because dirty clothes full in the basket. Om be quiet, Om know that humans are tired. After all, if he is not comfortable with a dirty house, or his clean clothes have run out, one of them must be the movement to make a change. Kan Om never told you about the risky Han, likes to change the house, right? After he recovered, his legs could function as they should, he helped his wife work at home. So Om joined the money, why did Harum choose to go home to his parents? If Om makes him come home here, the incident of his blood rising suddenly it will be minimized right? Just keep coming, bring a baby bag, bring a baby. So Fragrant Keinget who came home from the hospital while carrying her baby and bring a baby bag that is so small in size. It was a real shock, Ra. Kirain is not you, nor do you think you are visiting. So, what wind brought you here?" Om Hamdan's expression was very chaotic, before he could finally close the sad discussion. 

"Digiring the same bang Workshop tell rest here anyway, because I told him tomorrow want to take Galen to Dufan." I looked back, as it felt like someone was walking towards me. 

Sure enough, the Workshop bang appeared with Galen on his shoulder. Galen to show off all his gums, he looks very happy to be carried in such a way. 

"Children brought speeding, Dad. Oh my God, I'm flipped upside down again." Bang Workshop went straight up on the bed, then he lowered Galen from his shoulder. 

"Open…." Galen came back closer to the Workshop bang, I think he missed joking with uwa and his grandfather. 

"Here, sit down. Not going anywhere, Bang." Bang Workshop like convincing Galen that he would not go. 

"Usually the same bang Chandra, same father, same bang Zio tuh if playing long, until he sleeps. If he doesn't get to sleep, he won't let go." My son really misses his father.

I never drove the Martyr to see his son, but he himself chose never to see his son. Yeah how else? Did I have to take Galen to visit his father, to get his father's love? I think it's too prestigious for me. 

"So, is that the same? Okay, let's go bobo here. The bobo here is the same Dede Farah, sometimes in the room if Om breaks his work." Bang Berserkel invites Galen to lie down. 

The boy wanted to, but he immediately crawled up to the chest of the Workshop bang. Things like that are normal in my opinion, unfortunately even he did with strangers. Galen doesn't understand, if it's best not to be like that to new people. 

"What's his full name, Om?" I watched the baby girl close her eyes. 

The baby feels comfortable in the hand, the baby feels like being guarded if he hears a chat sound. Because my niece is like that, not just Galen. 

"Ask his father try." Om Hamdan glanced at the Workshop bang. 

Why is Hamdan acting like that? Though I said earlier, if I was the one who was easily carried away by radar waves at close range. 

"his name…. Farasya Frisca Valerie. Farah called him, not Severe. Chick-peaking, it'll be Severe, it'll call it." Bang Workshop interacted with my baby boy who was on his chest, he poked Galen's lips. 

As usual, Galen directly pegged and ate the finger. 

"What is this handsome thing called?" Bang Workshop toppled Galen's body, then hugged him like a bolster. 

Galen immediately voiced out loud, he did not accept if the space of his movement was limited. 

"His name is Arion Galen." A simple name, but I like it very much. 

Most importantly, the letter prefix is the same as the father. My role model will I bring, even if just imitate his name. 

Ananda Givan, Arion Galen. Exact resemblance, not just from his face.

Yeah right, I'm grateful my son doesn't look like his real father. However, he looked more like his grandfather. I don't hate my father. Neither did I, nor did I make a child with my father. Maybe because of the genes of the times? 

"Did you remember not seeing me in Cirebon? My grandmother's sister, she's a Cirebon." I want to say that I have no Acehnese blood, my father is just a newcomer there. 

"Well, try to remember your meeting again." Om Hamdan chuckled small. "Make a warm tea first, okay?" Om Hamdan left with his grandson's empty pacifier. 

My position should be a little further away from the Workshop bang, I was afraid that he could hear my heartbeat that was triggering this sweat out even more profusely. 

"Yes, Adinda's mother married the same Acehnese right? Givan's dad, isn't he?" Bang Workshop seemed to ignore the ledge of his father just now. 

"Yes, same marriage with an Acehnese. But, her condition was the widow of one child. My father, his widow's son. His father my father, a native of Cirebon but the descendants of Bogor kah if not wrong. I've never been concerned, because my grandfather's family from my father wasn't close to me at all." My explanation makes him a mangosteen. 

"Mah, ma, ma, maaaaaa…." Galen whined and patted my lap. 

Maybe he was tired of eating his own fingers, he had been released from the arms of the Workshop earlier. But he stayed on the spot, preoccupied with eating his own finger. 

"You mimi?" I touched my chest. 

"Yes, greetings." Bang Workshop faced his face against the ceiling of the room. 

Eh? Is something wrong? Is he sad, because his son is not ASI? 

Galen's pull and exhalation were very typical hinting that he wanted his ASI. 

"Where to the front room, clean already checked." His tone was a little expelling. 

What's with her? Why like angry? 

"Come on, Bang Galen?" I tried to put Farah on this bed, of course with a workshop bang that immediately woke up and arranged a blanket for his son. 

I don't understand anymore what's wrong, I've carried him and brought him to the front room for ASI. But, he was confused back. He refused the almost full ASI factory, with his fussy cries and pointed towards the family room again. 

"Why, Bang Galen?" Om Hamdan emerged from the kitchen carrying three glasses of tea with smoke billowing. 

I've returned to the living room, Galen is still excited by pointing at the Workshop bang. 

"Will play the same Om? Here, don't cry." Bang Workshop got up, he got off the bed and tried to take Galen. 

However, Galen refused. He even patted my chest, which means he wants his ASI back. 

"What the hell, Galen?!" I was emotional, because he pulled the clothes bang Workshop by opening his mouth and facing his mouth to my chest which was still covered with clothes. 

"Did? Mimi's time her grandson wants to be accompanied by Om? Later know-tau his granddaughter smell of shampoo mild loh," chirped om Hamdan who made me understand what Galen wants. 

Astarghfirullah….

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