Mayra's Heart Note
Endeavours

...~Happy Reading~...

“Honey, don't be angry anymore. Plis, I'm sorry, honey. My Humaira, let's dong open the door!”

Until night, Arga still survives sitting in front of the bedroom door, seducing his wife who is sulking. From sitting on the floor, crouching, standing up and sitting again.

He felt tired, but did not make him give up. Even he did not care about the ridicule and temptation of his family.

Whether coincidentally or intentionally, when he was fighting with Maira like this. Her sister came to visit with her son. Of course, it makes Arga even more upset because it is always teased by his nephew.

“Darling, you don't feel sorry for me. Udah dong pissed her, yank, plis!” arga exclaimed in a very clear voice while knocking on the door of his room.

“Udah Om, so don't be naughty!”

“Diem! Do not interfere, have gone, why the hell here!” drive Arga to his nephew.

“The storm is good Om, want to nemenin Om aja here,” said the little boy then suddenly sat down beside his om.

“Well where is it from? From now on you keep whining Om, rich so you say good! Long-time Om throw you ntar!” cetus Arga sighed his rudely.

Yes, tonight it was her second brother who came. A little lucky, because the child is still one so it is not serese duo JJ who will increasingly make his head dizzy. However, the longer, Arga actually felt that the mischief of the Storm was far superior to his two other nephews.

“Ngapain you two there together? All wearing suck on the floor, ckckc jeez Arga. You taught your niece not really!” said a man who had just climbed to the second floor and saw his son and sister-in-law sitting cross-legged on the floor.

“You are no longer open begging training services right Ga! Watch out you taught my son macem – macem!” his imbuh instantly made Arga immediately swerve sharply.

“Gak son not the same father. Udah deh, mending brother take his son just go, he did not pass training, so mending unplug. Buru!” banish Arga wake his nephew to stand up and come to his father, but the master refused and still kekeuh want to be there.

“Do not want, Storm wants here Pa! Papa aja sono who went!”

“Kok you even ngusir papa mu?”

“Arga, you really are yes.” Said the man who was none other than Angkasa was snorting staring at his sister-in-law.

“Diihh, I mulu!” cibir Arga, “Honey open his door dong. YOU KEEP LOOKING AT YOUR HUSBAND IN BulLY THIS WAY CONTINUE, COME DONG BU—“

Cklek!

Bruk!

Arga had not been able to finish his speech, now arrived the door was open to make the two people who were originally leaning on the door contact alone immediately toppled to the back.

“Tante akhatt!” the Storm complained while wiping his head.

“Sorry,” Maira directly help Storm to wake up, “Lagian why you hang out in front of the door.”

“Storm nemenin her husband Aunt. So don't take long to sulk, rich Mama aja. This gentle hearted storm is heartless, because of fellow men.” His reply instantly made Maira instantly blink her eyes.

“Kasihan husband Aunty, melas very face, just as rich Papa if again in omelin Mama,” he added then glanced at the father who was also no less surprised by the words of his own son.

“Storm, this is malem. Let's sleep!” Without aba aba, Angkasa immediately lifted his child's body and carried him like a sack of rice, “You can always open a person's card!” he added with anxiety directly hit his child's pantaattt.

“Mamaaaaa, Storm at the cost of Papa againiii!” the Storm shouted so shrill that it made everyone close their ears.

Storms and Space. Arga immediately looked at his wife, “Sayang.”

“What a darling darling! Sana dear love same ex again!” exciting Maira who is still sprained, “I thirsty, laper. So don't GR think I open the door for you!” he then walked down the stairs to go to the kitchen and look for food.

...~To be continue ......