IN THE NEST OF YOUNG WIDOWS

IN THE NEST OF YOUNG WIDOWS
Still Binbin and Yoyo


"Why Binbin hates Daddy so much. Isn't Daddy a good person?"


"Daddy's not a good daddy, Om. Daddy's evil."


"Where might Daddy be bad? He must love Binbin."


Binbin looked up at Yoyo. "If Daddy loves Binbin, why would Daddy mukulin Mommy?"


Again just the astonishment that Yoyo felt at this moment. Every time you say Daddy, only the painful things Binbin remembers. Did the little boy forget that his father had also been kind to him? Did Binbin forget or did not want to remember his father's kindness?


Yoyo had no answer to the child's question. He held onto both of Binbin's cheeks and developed his smile. Binbin is adorable. The boy who had looked handsome from small showed his big smile to the man who was holding him.


"Now we're in? We play in the room," Yoyo invited to arrive.


"Not practicing anymore?"


"Training later in the afternoon. The air is so hot. So the training was easy first, huh?"


"Well ... Kirain finished this rehearsal again?" binbin said, his face turned lethargic.


"It's hot, honey. Then Binbin heat continues to hurt how? I can't even practice anymore."


"Oh yes. If you get sick later Binbin can't do anything about it, Om?"


"Well, that knows. So that's it now we go in, play in the room, okay?"


"okay! But Binbin's bullshit isn't it?"


"Ready, my boss."


Yoyo immediately greeted Binbin's body into his sling. Then Yoyo stood up and went into the child's room.


"Loh, there's Mommy!" binbin cried when he saw his mother was out of the room with a trained road. Yoyo who was holding Binbin immediately stopped his footsteps.


"Yes, Honey. Did he practice?" ask a win. As for Yoyo, she tried not to look at her master. He was still too awkward with the incident this morning in the bathroom A win.


"Udah, Mom. Binbin wants to play in the room with Om Yoyo, Mommy wants to come?"


"Waiting Mommy, huh? Mommy's leg still hurts so the road has to be slow."


Binbin looked at Yoyo's face. "Om Binbin alibin, Om Yoyo carried Mommy aja huh? Let Mommy not hurt her leg?"


The deg!


Yoyo and A win were shocked together. For a moment their eyes looked at each other and then looked back at Binbin.


"But Mommy's leg hurts again, later it doesn't heal like it used to when Mommy was hit by Daddy. Mommy healed him a long time."


"Eh, that's different, honey," replied A win somewhat stammered in surprise. He glanced at Yoyo who remained speechless with a continued look towards Binbin.


"Binbin doesn't want to see Mommy get sick. Om, Binbin's down!"


"Yes, yes," Yoyo replied anxiously. The young man relented and took Binbin down from his carrier.


"Now help Mommy? Binbin wait in the room, okay?" binbin. Without waiting for a reply from Yoyo, the boy immediately left behind two adults who were shrouded in awkwardness.


"Don't run, honey!" yelled A win but Binbin paid no heed. He kept running until his body was gone from sight. While Yoyo was silent with an erratic feeling. The tragedy of the morning really makes him confused what to do.


"What's wrong with you, Yo? How do you panic?" Yoyo gasped at hearing A win's question. It turned out that A win was silent watching his behavior.


Uh, um.. Who panicked? No, Miss," Yoyo replied in a slightly nervous voice. But A win knows that Yoyo is lying.


"Well, will you help me walk? Binbin has been waiting for you," said A win with a tone like a seductive person.


Saying A win just made Yoyo react. "Ha, yes! Here, Miss I lead."


A win instantly wrapped his hands around Yoyo's burly arms and the two of them immediately walked over slowly. Unimaginable Yoyo's current mood. A win who was struggling in Yoyo's hands, actually made the man's chest rumble full of mixed feelings into one.


"Aw!" pekik A win arrived. Yoyo, whose mind was wandering, was shocked and immediately looked at the woman holding his sturdy arm.


"Why, Miss?" yoyo asked frantically while turning off his left leg A win wrapped in bandages.


"It's okay, it was a bit stiff just stepping."


"Oh, what now?"


"The story is passing."


"Thank God." they resumed their footsteps.


"Yes."


"Yes, Miss, what's wrong?"


"What was it like to see and hold my body when my legs sprained."


The deg!


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