Mother To Nasha
Chapter 10

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“Daddy must be caliin Aca hihihi, bial aja. Father na naughty, pelgi pelus telus, Aca not invited.” For a moment, the boy was silent as if he was thinking while waiting for the arrival of the father.

“Ante Lifa sucks. When I tell Aca umpet here, does it look from there, right? Aca smooth move nih,” added her.

Feeling her hiding place is less safe, Aca finally decided to move to a safer place again, which she felt would be quite difficult to find. However, just now he was about to rise, at once he also forgot that he was under the table, so that made his head shaped quite hard, so, because of her who immediately stood up with so much spirit.

Jedugg!

“Huaaaaaa!” his screams immediately cried loudly, making Khalifa and Hilal who were still outside immediately ran inside to approach the little girl.

“Astagfirullah,” muttered the two adults stopped their steps when they saw the drama made by Aca.

“Dad, Aca can not be sold, huaa sick jedot transparent!” his words complained to the father while holding his head that felt quite dizzy. Because his head was formed not just once or twice, but more than three times.

How not, if Aca came out from under the table with a standing position, instead of walking down or crawling first to get out. Unless the child continues to stand up to make it will always be shaped dining table.

Sighing heavily, Hilal finally approached and gently pulled his daughter's body, then carried her while rubbing the small head.

“Ngapain play there hem?” ask her.

“Ante Lifa the torch!” the boy replied instantly making Khalifa straight round her eyes perfectly.

“Ihh, it's Aca himself who wants to cuddle from Dad! Why salahin Aunt?” Khalifa slightly exclaimed as she approached Aca and her father. Be, now the girl was standing right in front of Hilal while shaking her waist and singing her lips.

“Why should it indeed converge?” hilal's question broke the second debate tuyul in front of him.

“Kan bial sulplise says ante Lifa.” Again, again and again Khalifa was made to pattern when he heard the answer that was always thrown by Aca.

Why be her in the scapegoat. Though the idea of hiding is the idea of Aca itself, Khalifa is only helpful. But now he is the prime suspect.

“Lain times, if it is under the table, Arumi—“

“Aca Daddy! Not lumi, Aca don't like!” cut the little girl quickly. Both of his hands immediately crossed with the lips that he was swinging signifying how annoyed he was at the moment.

It is true, all this time Hilal continues to call his son's name with the title Arumi, even his big family is also the same. It's just that, because the call from Khalifa who often called the name Nasya finally made the little boy accustomed and now prefers to be called as Aca.

“Why Daddy not pintel rich ante Lifa anyway, pintel give you name na. Can bagusan Aca, is it Ante?” tanya Aca now looked at Khalifa.

The girl was only able to smile clumsily while nodding her head slowly, “Nah Aca because there is already a Father. Are you home, huh? Aunty—“

“You drove us Fa?”

“Hah!” Khalifa instantly fell silent, her mouth agape with a gaze of eyes that instantly stared at the tall male figure in front of her.

He blinked his eyes repeatedly, as if remembering and digesting the meaning of the word Hilal said a few seconds ago. Though, it was not his intention to expel Aca and her father. It's just that, because Hilal had picked up Aca and himself who was feeling quite hungry, decided to look for breakfast outside.

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