My Baby Reyhan's
014.road street .

.my baby Reyhan's.

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today is the first day for reyhan diamerika .Reyhan was invited by his mother to just walk the road in America while Reyhan only agreed to it without any desire to refuse.

"Rey, will you walk??" asked Riska while feeding her fried rice.

"may." answered Reyhan briefly, solidly and clearly.

"alright,, spend your food first after that we walk the road." said Riska smiling .

"yes." yeah."

they ate their breakfast in a hotel room with their silence and as usual Reyhan only ate bread smeared with peanut butter and a glass of white milk .while Riska breakfast uses rice and a glass of water.

(yes already author tell most Indonesians if you do not eat rice ga full 🤣🤣 example author 🙂)

finished with the breakfast event or often called breakfast they prepare to walk the road.reyhan who uses casual clothes and neatly combed hair looks very handsome and Riska who only uses trousers and clothes with short sleeves make the impression like an ABG child because of his tiny body and a face younger than his age but who would have thought that looks like ABG already has a baby or called a child.

Riska deliberately invites Reyhan to walk the road he already thought if in the future will be busy with taking care of branch problems.

Riska and Reyhan are now on the playground looking Reyhan with his mainstay attitude yes cute, flat and cold, and, Reyhan stared at the playground there was no interest at all to just ride and even hold the game there.

"Rey, why not play with them??" asked Riska to Reyhan .

"i don't like Mom, I've grown up not playing like that." replied Reyhan flat .

"ahehehe ."Riska crygesan

'my child is 4 years old you are a little messih and should be happy while here .'in Riska .

"ah, what if Rey tried first maybe Rey liked."refer Riska .

with Reyhan's lazy pace approaching one of the games where Reyhan's steps stop at a little boy maybe his age, who sits pensively on one of the park benches.

"hy."sapa Reyhan's.

the boy seemed to just raise his head towards Reyhan he stared at Reyhan flatly in no mood to answer .

"what is it?" asked Reyhan. Reyhan seems to find a friend who is right for him so you could say he will be familiar if you get a suitable friend.

"play."answered briefly dense and clear.

"you're not playing." said Reyhan and sat down next to him.

"you're cold." Reyhan said.

this is what happens when ice blocks meet polar ice .

"what's your name?" asked Reyhan trying to get acquainted.

"Elvan." answered the boy named Elvan.

"why do you look so moody??" asked Reyhan again, who Elvan did not answer.

silence for a while .many questions and calls from Reyhan to Elvan but nothing he received even Reyhan always stirred he would answer as necessary.

"hy where are you going?!" shouted Reyhan to see his new friend just leave.

"go home" she answered briefly.

"well, may we meet again" said Reyhan, who saw Elvan's back away.

"he is so cold, even more so than I." murmured Reyhan standing from his seat

Reyhan approached his mother who was sitting near the park. Reyhan sat next to his mother.

"has he been playing??" asked Riska smiling and giving her ice cream.

"already." replied Reyhan while licking his ice cream.

"Rey where are you going??" asked Riska while rubbing reyhan's hair.

"i want to eat Mom." replied Reyhan who was getting hungry because of the sandari was talking to Elvan who was always stirred.

"well, what is it that Rey wants to eat?" asked Riska.

"fried chicken." replied Reyhan.

"well, 'let's buy." said Riska then holding hands and left the park.

on the other hand Elvan noticed Reyhan from a distance the affection of the mother given to Reyhan was clearly seen by Elvan.

"when I became like them." muttered Elvan then continued his path towards his bodyguard who was waiting .Elvan got into his car when he saw that the car was traveling on American roads.

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