
《 Hi. How's it going? Alright, right?
Whatsapp idling. I know my brother must be okay.
》 Apaan anyway. Still life. Still breathing. Still healthy walafiat. Safe controlled.
I giggle. Where he might also why-why just because hurt by a woman. He's strong. He was born a knight to us. My protector and my mother, right now for my two babies. Not only did he play the role of a good son and a perfect brother, he now also played the role of a good uncle for both of my children. Ah, I miss him.
《 You know, right, if we've returned to Jakarta? Play here, yeah....
Ting!
》 Yes, definitely. Later, yes.wait a moment. I'm getting busy. There's a lot of work in the office that I have to finish. You guys take good care of yourself. Okay well?
Uuuh. Biasalah, the way men organize the heart.
May you be happy my dear brother.
Geck! Geck!
"Darling, I can come in, okay?"
Srettt. Because there was no answer, Reza pulled down the door handle. He came in after the door opened.
"Oh my goodness, he fell asleep" he murmured, then he closed the door behind him as slowly as possible.
I'm not good at lying, but my acting never sucks.
Before getting into bed, Reza approached Angga and Anggi's crib first to check on their condition and make sure they were sleeping soundly and comfortably. After that, he approached me. He tidied up my blanket, then stroked my hair. Before kissing me, she whispered, "Good sleep, honey. Oh, dear Nara."
Emmmmm... Why does the way it says have to be so, anyway? I could melt, you know...! Ew!
Chequek!
But it didn't. Anggi's crying voice held back his steps and he again closed the door.
"Shhh... Dear... Papa's son why cry? Hungry, huh, honey? Cup cup cup.. We wake up Mama, yes...."
Hiks. Why do you like to lie?
"Ma... Mama, wake. Angry hungry."
Hoaaa. I feel like a molten sugar grain with the right heat. Sweet and crunchy.
Pretending to yawn, I opened my eyes, and sat up. "Here" I said to welcome my baby girl from her father's arms. His father is handsome and still very dear to me.
"Don't look around" I said as I unzipped my nightgown. "Not muhrim."
Ah, I said so but my lips couldn't help but smile.
Reza did not answer. He was smiling too - I mean smiling back. It's so sweet--- makes me melt. Oh my goodness, I miss our harmony.
Come, Nara... Anggi hungry. Don't keep thinking about his father!
I put Anggi as comfortable as possible on my right chest. My baby girl has a lot of faith. He can empty my asi reservoir in one mimi. Angga too, he did too. And...
Before long, Angga was crying because he was hungry. Reza came to his box, took our first son and brought him to me. It's a little chipped if both want mimi milk at the same time like this. Moreover, I'm not knocking ASI in the fridge.
"Here, let me help you" said Reza. He climbed onto the bed, then helped position Angga on my left chest. "Smart kids" he murmured. "Later when it's empty - Papa's turn, yes."
Iyuu....
Can't stand it, I giggled too. Sableng's husband!