Married Three Breeding Widow
9. Morning Abusiveness
"What are you doing there, Juwi?"
"Well, Mom." Juwita tidied her hair as she answered the call flanked on her right shoulder. "It's just the beginning, so I haven't seen anyone. Still the same Ad—Mas Adji, his son, kept his nanny."
"How's it? Not bothering you, is it?"
Haha, it's not that troublesome. So bad, Juwita to the point of being anxious to slap their ass many times.
"All right, Mom. It's really sweet. Make gemeeeeees really."
Juwita had to clench her hands withstanding the mounting resentment. But he kept answering well so Mom and Dad wouldn't worry.
"Yaudah, Mom, I want to make breakfast first. I'll be there in the afternoon. Same mother I'm fine."
As soon as the call was cut, Juwita put her phone on the table and walked out. Go to her stepson's room that the nurse told her yesterday.
They slept in the same room, three of them. Said the nanny, it was the arrangement of Melisa so even though they were different ages, they were used to being together in one room.
Just now Juwita was about to knock, the door was open, showing the figure of Abhimanyu only half wearing a T-shirt.
"God." He breathed a disappointed breath. "Grandmother does not know what morning the eyes should be good squirming?"
"God!" Juwita ruffled waist. "You met me, Dad! Call it consistent!"
"Oh, sorry. I call grandma, huh? It's similar."
"Oh, like your grandma, huh? Duh, don't you know Papa isn't it, Dad?"
Abhimanyu clucked, leaving just like that because he felt defeated.
Juwita who felt victorious immediately laughed a little. Go into the room, find a room that is unexpected.
Thought Juwita earlier, they slept a bed. But it didn't. There was a bed stacked together, apparently one for Abhimanyu because the other one was filled by Banyu.
Meanwhile, Cetta's mattress for her own, laid out on the other side, with a guardrail on each side.
Juwita climbed the stairs, watching Banyu sleep while hugging the fish doll.
"Yes, wake up." Juwita does not know them, so as an adult, Juwita can only pretend to know, pretend to be accustomed. "Banyu, wake. Banyu. Ba—"
"Akh, noisy!"
Buset.
"Wake up."
"Whisper!" She covered her ears with a pillow. "Go away."
Want this one to want that one, it's all annoying.
This boy, it seems he likes to use his little brother to do jerks. Cetta is indeed a tool to punish the most powerful people, because children never sin.
Juwita also approached Cetta.
"Dear." Juwita rubbed her cheeks. "Wake, Son. Cetta baby, wake up, son. Hey."
The boy's eyes were open. "Mama?"
"Sister." Juwita rubbed her face gently. "Wake, yeah? Wakes up. Here, carry the same brother. To Papa, yuk. Come on."
Always remember one thing. The little boy was grumpy.
The key is to win him in the beginning to follow.
Cetta who heard Juwita also spontaneously reached out, wanted to be carried.
Juwita holds him, seducing him with affection until he is comfortable.
Well, once he's comfortable ....
"We woke up Brother first, yuk. Same to Papa."
"Abs too?"
"Abang too. Here, wake up Brother."
Juwita puts her on the top mattress, and Cetta crawls over to her sister. Feeling disturbed by his sleep, Banyu immediately growled.
"Akhs! Cetta, lookout!"
Shouted like that, Cetta was clearly crying.
Juwita who saw that immediately laughed. Especially when Banyu woke up, forced to apologize for yelling at his sister.
"Lo!"
Juwita sticking out her tongue. "Eat is well built ya wake up dong, dear."
Soon Juwita climbed up the stairs again, picking up the crying Cetta.
"Oooowww, evil well Brother Banyu? Ih, what the fuck is snapping at people. You're evil."
"Don't teach Cetta anything weird!"
Juwita pretends not to, taking Cetta away while Banyu is forced to get up in a fit of rage.
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