
In the morning, his son and daughter woke up. As usual, the task of waking Gian is part of Kama and Kalila, because it is impossible for Gian to refuse if his two children intervened.
The mouths of his two hearts that could not be silent, coupled with his ignorant hands that were relentless in power over his face made Gian slowly open his eyes.
"Eeehmm, you guys turned out."
The man pulled the corner of the lips, even though they had not yet bathed, their bodies really became opium for Gian.
"Which mom?" gian asked Kalila, she could not speak properly, had just started a word and had not been able to string words.
Gian got up and moved his body, a weekend that Gian was looking forward to. He wants to spend time with his two children as much as possible.
"Hoam, aren't you sleepy? Though it was still morning," said Gian staring at his two children alternately, their eyes were so fresh, exceeding the ripe pineapple, thought Gian.
Gian opens the window curtain, the morning air is very good for the body. Eliminating sleepiness seems to be very effective, he thought.
Leaving them in bed, it seemed like it would not harm. Because even if they move, the two of them are not able to move too fast.
From a distance not so far away, Gian stared at the behavior of the two. I don't know what the two sacred brains are thinking now, but what is clear is that Gian only felt a peaceful touch where when the smile appeared on the faces of Kama and Kalila.
"Where are you from?"
Gian stared fixedly at the wife who now looks so fresh.
"Bantuin Mama, his favorite urn in the living room broke," replied Radha who made Gian sigh slowly, again Jelita made his wife bother because of his personal interests.
"Why ask you? Layla what's the point? Same dear maid to ask son-in-law to settle so?"
Gian emotion suddenly. He did not accept if Radha often asked for things like this, until whenever he would not be willing.
"Sister, I want to .. because Mama is alone, Layla is sick, bi Asih in her cooking kitchen can not be left," clearly Radha was long because his will was to clean up the fragments of Jelita's favorite sacred object.
"So just keep getting sick, get sick of her soul."
Once made Radha wretched, Gian now really hates Layla. Gian had asked Jelita several times for the girl to leave this house immediately, but Jelita's conscience was not so good if he had to expel her.
"Hey, I can't say that."
Although it was made wretched, Radha tried not to be that vengeful. As long as Layla doesn't bother him, Radha feels safe. Although, indeed he was so careful and closed himself and chose never to ask for his help at all.
"Hm, you're the same Mama, too kind, and you're giving someone a chance to hurt you anytime."
Though his mood was fine, considering all that Gian was annoyed all of a sudden.
"Why is his face like that?" sentak Radha who felt dislike for Gian's expression.
"Cock snapped? Why are you so fierce, Ra." His face changed suddenly, but Radha only spoke in a slightly raised tone, not meant to be angry or otherwise.
"Baperan, take a shower there .. his face is very dull," Radha said 100 percent lying, he only switched the conversation so that Gian did not feel if he was really angry.
"Then yes?" asked Gian in disbelief, because only this time Radha said such things about him.
"He'em ... Oh yea!! Today is so, right?"
Radha asked Gian to take her away today, even if it was just a walk to a place not so far from home, because all Radha needs is time with Gian and his two children.
"Who would have thought I was a girl, too" Radha said gently, always carrying one of her children in her cradle wherever she went as a sign that she was married and had children.
"Many, time is still being asked." Gian still had time to answer Radha's words that were actually so small, maybe Radha's intention so that Gian did not hear it, but in fact the hearing of the man was very good this morning.
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His baby is really good, even makes Radha tired. Sometimes the only thing that makes Radha's mind complicated is her own husband.
By bringing Asih to participate with him, Gian does not want if Radha will be difficult. Although he can help, but still keeping two children will be very difficult.
The shopping mall is Radha's main destination, of course she will hunt for clothes and supplies for her two little angels. Both of his babies grew very fast, and their clothes even had many that no longer fit.
Not only Radha, in fact Gian is also busy looking for various things that support the appearance of his son and daughter.
"Darling, make Kalila okay?"
"Hair is still too short, brother, can't be flops so."
Radha sighed rough, since earlier that Gian cared only about accessories that even Kalila could not use, but at home was a lot, and Gian seemed to be dissatisfied.
"Well, in a year's time, her hair will be long, won't it, Bi?"
He asked for validation from Asih so that Radha agreed to his will. Though for what, maybe the flops can only be used when he can walk.
"Rubber, Non, now it is visible," Asih said.
He, Radha nodded. If you look, there are more items that Gian took than him. Seeing a little funny stuff Gian tempted without thinking for what use.
"It can be too?!!" Enthusiastic, he asked for permission but did not need a yes from Radha.
"Sister, is that really them or you?"
"But this is too funny, Ra."
"Glass eyes?" Radha shook her head inexhaustibly, how much Gian would collect the thing for them.
"He-em, this is suitable for the face of Kama and Kalila who are as wide as the bangka martabak," said Gian, if only Kalila had understood, maybe the words would be painful for women.
"Udah is quite yes, after all Kama and Kalila were small, who had them bite their glasses."
"Preparation, Ra, later if they are a little bit edgy we do not need to tire of shopping anymore," he replied can really find an excuse, he could really find an excuse, it is true that Gian who acted may be only God who was able to move his heart to stop.
"You want as much as what? Their rooms are full again, yes," said Radha hyperbola.
Though not as crowded as it is, but it is already too much that Gian prepared for his two children, whether he went alone or asked Reyhans to buy all kinds that make him anxious, he said, but unfortunately Gian cares only about toys and things that make his daughter's son look funny, not focusing on clothes for them to wear.
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