Loving the Mafia
Siung Exit

“Badan Revalina so jatoh because of Rafa, sick tauk!” Revalina protest.

“Mistaken you!” sulut Rafa's.

“Males don't want to give up.  Want you later, do nothing in the first go on!” hardik Revalina won't lose.  He had always wanted to be ahead of him, most furious if anyone preceded him, even if it was just a simple matter like that.

“Shut!  Rame mulu your mouth!”  Rafa pinched Revalina's arm.

Replied with a hard blow to Rafa's thigh.

“Stop!  Come on sweet kids, don't fight on, dong!” pinta Chesy was soft, but as usual, her words were not polished.

Revalina and Rafa were still fighting.  Hit each other and accuse each other.

“Yes Lord, if it's twins, don't hurt each other.  God does not like bad people.  Hurting you is the same as doing evil,” continued Chesy, unfortunately his voice was outnumbered by the noise of Rafa and Revalina.

“Stop!  Stopit!  Stop fighting!” chesy shouted, the siung finally came out too, the car stopped suddenly.  Chesy turned to look at her children who were instantly speechless.

The innocent faces of the three children were staring at Chesy.

“How many times did umi say?  Don't keep fighting.  Sinful tablets hurt each other so,” scold Chesy with calm.  Though the tubers are very hot.  Having three twins has really tested his patience.

“Rafa nih evil, cook and go first,” chirps Revalina nudges Rafa's arm with her shoulder.

“Revalina tuh nyolot continues, what's wrong following.  Wants Revalina also goes first.”

“Rafa is a boy.”

“No need for women to go first.”

“Stop!  Stopit!  How to fight again?”  Chesy's voice this time shrieked loudly.

Rafa and Revalina were silent, as if hearing a gurgling voice.  They do not know who it is, if screaming can make the house collapse.  Even the brave ones are brave.  And damn it, that attitude is down on Revalina.

“Can you guys make peace?” chesy asked after taking a breath trying to calm down.

Everything quiet.

“OK, if no one wants to make peace, then you will not get pocket money tomorrow,” upset Chesy.

Revalina and Rafa exchanged looks.

“Revalina apologizes,” says the beautiful with a sour face.

“Rafa also apologizes.”  Rafa welcomed Revalina's hand.

“Good!  Life must be at peace.  The man who loves quarrels, hatred and anger is his friend Satan.  Do you want to be friends with demons and demons?”

“Good!”  Chesy nodded.  He's running the car again.

“Eat him, don't win by yourself!” whispered Revalina with a sharp eye, but the marble ball in her eyes was even funny.

“Dih, glaring instead like a shaman,” said Rafa who also whispered.

“Better shamans than monkeys.  Rafa kayak monkey.”

“Revalina kok ngatain Rafa kayak beast?”  Rafa's voice was letting go, a little loud.

“Rafa first who does Revalina.”

“Whispering.  Far there!” Rafa pushed the revalina.

“Rafa that far there.”

They push each other.  Rajani who had been silent since then became a victim, her body was pushed by the back of Revalina who got Rafa's encouragement.

“Aduuuh.  It hurts!  Move!”  Rajani protest.

“Do not push-push!” Revalina shrieks.

“Sukurin!”  Rafa doesn't want to lose.

“Rafa evil!”

“Revalina is just as bad.”

Good Lord!  Chesy doesn't know what else to do.  He also resigned to enjoy the quarrel that made the car atmosphere become more chaotic.  The flying doll hit the dashboard, the seat is diketokin, and many other plays.

Never mind, Chesy let it go. he will be more frustrated if he responds.

Every day this is what he faces.  Don't ask about stress, it's very stressful.  Taking care of three little twins completely drained his energy.  Chesy was tired of shouting and talking a lot to teach them how to be nice to the twins, but all that was not good in the ears of her children.  They were still like mice and cats, chasing, running, fighting, kicking each other, teasing each other and even ending in crying. 

What else to remember when they were babies.  Chesy had to take care of three babies at once.  Almost every night he could not fall asleep.  It's time to breastfeed her three twins, alternately.

Fortunately, Chesy has a different hormone than women usually do.  Milk production flooded so that she did not lack in the affairs of breastfeeding her three babies.  But about fatigue and depression, don't ask.  Tired physically, tired of the mind, also no time to rest.  She was able to take care of her three babies without anyone's help.  Everything he does alone.

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Seriate

Super once, Chesy. Who is mother² here who is like Chesy, all self-paced without the help of a husband?