Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 52 ~
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"What's a papo?" Lala repeated the question I hadn't answered before.
"It's nothing son"
"Oh, so that kepo's nothing!" I glanced at Lala with a wry smile.
"Mother why are you looking at Lala?"
"Lala's funny" I tickled her until she chuckled.
My axe tickled Lala at a standstill when a pair of netraku found Bima's mobile phone lying on the nightstand. In addition to mobile phones, there is also a wallet and a car key next to the phone.
Reflex I turned to the bathroom door, to make sure that Bima mas is still in there for a long time, with a quick motion I grabbed his phone.
I don't know this time I got the phone belonging to that handsome guy.
"Mother what do you want?"
"But baby, you want to send a message to your friend"
"Wear dad's phone?"
"Yes, I'll borrow it for a while"
Lala kept watching me who was currently checking Bima's mobile phone. From contacts, messages, and call history there is no Hana name. When I open the green application, my hands nimbly open one by one the incoming chat.
Nothing is suspicious. I switched to the status icon. There are many saved contacts that create stories.
My thumb kept scrolling down, there was the name Gesya who a few minutes ago she uploaded a photo in the WA story. I opened it and read the caption
A beautiful photo in my opinion. Because it shows a little bit of cleavage.
I smiled obliquely, he must have thought that Bima mas had seen the story.
After about three minutes, he re-uploaded the photo, and I saw it again. Until the third upload, I then exit the WA menu, then put the phone back in its original place.
"Already bun?" Lala's question surprised me a little.
"Already" Reply. "Now what else do you think fits in the museum?"
"Dad just sit while playing mobile phone, continue Lala in accompanied by a walk"
"Dad not the lyrics onty Hana?" aska I want to know. I wonder what they'll react to meeting after all these years.
"Lala doesn't know bun, but onty Hana asked me how dad was"
"How's it going?"
"How are you, Bim. That's bun, keep me answering, fine"
"Continue?" I asked to look at Lala's face with a serious look.
"Udah that way, keep my dad saying to Lala the same to the oma want to go to the toilet. Keep running out it's oma who's talking to onty Hana"
"What's the talk about?"
"So it's been told right in the bathroom"
Oh, so my mom talked to Hana after she greeted Bima. I pensively concluded that Lala's father did not talk much with his ex-wife. Enough to believe.
"Keep Lala no longer know ifa chat what the same onty Hana bun, because the onty Gesya ajakin Lala photos, same Naura too"
I looked back into Lala's round eyes.
"So right want to go home, onty Hana call his name father, when the father returned the body continue to see onty Hana. Dad's face was immediately fierce bun, kayak pas dad see mommy when dad snapped mother"
"Dad don't snatch mother son" Sergeahku fast. "Dad was just a mother's negur at the time"
"But his face is spooky, bun"
"Had daddy was scary, La. I think people's faces are fighting"
"But I don't like fighting bun. Said dad fighting it's not good"
"True dong said father"
"What father said?" Mas Bima suddenly made a sound for a moment after opening the door. I and Lala were compactly staring at Bima mas who was drying her hair using a towel with one hand.
"It's okay well, Lala just told mom that fighting said dad is not good"
"Oh" One hand and the other Bima closed the bathroom door and then pressed the switch to turn off the lights.
"Where's Lala's bag?"
"You what?" many wonder.
"Lala wants to take the place of a pencil that is loved by onty Hana. Lala wants to give you a look at Mother"
I got up from my fall, then walked towards the sofa to pick up Lala's bag that I had moved there.
"It"
Lala received her bag then unzipped the zipper and grabbed a pencil case with a pony.
"It's good, isn't it bun?"
"Oh yeah, it's really good La"
"Where is the same pencil you bought?" Ask Bima while going up to the bed and then sit down next to Lala. I checked Bima's hair to make sure that her hair was completely dry.
The three of us were chatting on the bed in Bima's room.
"Good this is well, but Lala likes to be bought with mother Arimbi. Lala's food is always taken to school so that if Lala misses mother, Lala can hug the pencil place"
"Lala didn't miss dad?" Bima's tone sounded like a protest.
"Kangen, but Lala misses the bunch a lot"
"Yes" Lala answered constantly. I just kept quiet while listening to the conversation of father and son.
"Pick dad what mom, La?"
"Pick mother, but Lala also does not want to split with father. Lala wants Bima's father and Arimbi's mother to continue"
I don't know why Lala's second-guidance made me spoon. She didn't know that her mother was suing for custody, I can't imagine how sad Lala would be if Hana won the lawsuit. Because I'm sure Lala would be surprised.
"Yuk bobo?" Take me.
"Bobo same dad can bun?"
"Ask my father" Lala's gaze that had focused on me, now turned to Bima mas.
"Can, yeah"
"May" Mas Bima smiled as she rubbed Lala's head.
"If the same mother bobo here, can?"
"Can"
"Really yeah?"
"Hm"
"Yey Lala bobo with dad and mom" This kid prancing with joy. "Tomorrow Lala would like to tell friends that Lala bobo threesome with father and mother"
"But only tonight, son"
"Why, dad?" Lala again sat this time on the lap of Bima mas who sat leaning on the headboard with long legs stretched out.
"It's a big one, so the bobo has to be alone"
"Keep mother also tonight just bobo in dad's room?" Lala looked up slightly to look at her father.
"No, mother bobo here continues to be the same father"
I'm worried about Lala's reaction, I don't think she likes it when I sleep in her father's room, but on the contrary, Lala's face looks so happy that she knows that her parents sleep in the room.
"Tomorrow if onty Gesya goes to Lala again, Lala replies that mother and father bobonya has not separated"
"Mas" My protest was quick as he opened his eyes, after Bima said that.
Mas Bima glanced at me. "Why?"
"Not that, is it?"
"It's okay La, it's good that onty Gesya knows, it's La"
Lala responded to her father with a nod of her head. "Yes bun, onty Gesya because it's often like that"
"Udah now let's bobo, tomorrow's school" I said off topic.
"Tomorrow bun holiday" said Mas Bima.
"Holiday?" My eyebrows swooped to look at Bima mas with a look of incomprehension.
"The children of mother's soy sauce, will be told to take a holiday, Monday just entered"
"Really La?"
"True" Lala replied "Tomorrow Dad's still off?"
"Still, why?" A pair of Bima mas beads shot sharply towards Lala.
"Lala at home equals father means?"
"Yes dong, you work"
"Old night, bobo yuk, tomorrow you have to get up early to cook" I said again interrupting.
"But Lala isn't sleepy yet?"
"But it has to be bobo, right?"
"Bobo yes" mas Bima also nimbrung. "Mother tomorrow work, son. Pity if sleepy in the office, later in angry boss"
"Yes already"
Lala immediately broke down, turned her back to Bima Mas and hugged me while playing my hair.
While mas Bima rubbed the top of Lala's head up to a few strokes, before then rising to turn off the main room lights. He left a dim light attached to the side of the wall at the top of the headboard.
Minutes passed, Lala was already asleep. My position is still sleeping with a sloping position facing Lala and Bima mas who also sleep tilted behind Lala's back. When I met the view, Bima who was also looking at me glanced at one of her eyes.
"Friday night, Bi ... Unfortunately if missed, the reward is abundant"
My forehead frowned, knowing the meaning of Bima's sentence earlier. I, who was weak in front of Bima, was completely unable to refuse his invitation.
As soon as I smiled giving a response, Lala's father immediately carried me to the guest room.
****
Until the next day, I who was working while chatting with my other colleagues, suddenly surprised by a figure that is not foreign to me.
Mommy Hana..
I don't know what his purpose was to get to the office and intend to meet me to talk about something.
"So I told you to wait in the living room, ma'am, but this mother asked to come with me" the security guard told me.
"It's okay sir" Sahutku was friendly while commenting on a smile.
"We're talking in the living room, ma'am" I said, referring to Lala's mother's pepper. After that I immediately stepped in front of him with a heartbeat that was increasingly uncertain.