My ex-Ipar Candidate
Lie (Sama–Sama)
"Well!"
"Hi, tumben early in the morning is beautiful, Kalila where are you going, hm?"
Raka even knelt down to adjust the height of her adorable grandson. Although usually Kalila take a morning shower, but not as early and beautiful as this.
"You're coming with Haidar."
The explanation looks timid, her tiny lips are eager for Raka to pinch. If papa Kalila is not the incarnation of the genie like Gian, maybe Raka will often make his grandson feel upset.
"Where are you? Is it permission from his father?"
Kalila nodded confidently, after last night sleeping with Haidar now on a new day he was still clinging with his papa brother.
"Haidar, where are you going?"
Not long ago, Haidar now came as well. With casual clothes that are very neat, of course. His youngest son is the same, as if allergic if he. himself at home.
"To Ricko's house, Pa. .. look at his son who was born one week ago," replied Haidar casually, while returning to tidy his hair.
"You want to take this centile?" tanya Raka glanced at her grandson who had now embraced Haidar's legs as if afraid of being left behind.
"Yes, can you?" Haidar asked with his wrinkled forehead, no harm no, thought Haidar.
"Maybe, has Gian's permission?"
"Have you, isn't it Kalila?"
"Hem, hurry om!! Kalila had been waiting since," she asked as she spread her hands.
Although actually Kalila was able to walk smoothly, even running around the housing complex he was able to, Haidar still treated his nephew like a baby who was always embraced wherever he went.
"Huaa heavy too you yes," said Haidar felt the weight of Kalila was indeed twice that of his last meeting.
"Be careful, you weird basics .. invite your lover should, why even bring a nephew," said Raka sighed softly, it's strange this son.
"There's nothing, Papa what the hell."
Sensi at all, as well as Gian who can sensi, Haidar is also the same. And for Haidar, Raka refused to interfere. Let him find out for himself, while his son is fine, he's fine.
"Here, don't forget to take good care of Kalila ... Papa is not sure actually," said Raka suddenly hesitated, but if he remembers, Haidar once took Kama away and it was quite far and the two came back in very good shape.
"Yes, Papa ... not sure what the hell," murmured Haidar felt his papa was clearly dubious, even though bringing a child the age of Kalila was very pleasant and not difficult.
"Hm, the point is take care really, Haidar."
It doesn't matter what, but Kama and Kalila are very different. If the current one he brought was Kama, maybe Raka would not be this worried, but what he brought now was Kalila who was twice as active as her brother.
"Yes, Papa, I said yes ... Assalamualaikum," said Haidar well, while the sweet daughter Gian was impatient to leave with his beloved om.
"Opa's chest." Waving his hands as calm as that, while Raka felt strange when Haidar looked hurried.
"Well," he answered briefly, though not as happy as his grandson in answering.
Hopefully Raka's feelings don't cause anything. Perhaps this is just a strange hunch because of the forgetfulness sahur. Raka sighed softly and now passed to the back garden watching Budi who was about to execute the fence to protect the Jelita plant from the reach of his two grandchildren.
"Mass? You why?" asked Jelita when Raka was by her side, she really did not think that the events of the night would happen.
Waking up at dawn and the rest of the house is equally crazy, Gian who is usually the most active to wake up the entire house, actually joined planga plongo and panic amazing.
"It's all right, honey, it's almost done, is it?" Raka switched the conversation, hoping that she would not be as comfortable as that.
"Not yet, still half said Mr. Budi," answered Jelita so subtly, really did not have the heart to see her husband actually.
"Please, Ma, just 10 hours away." Just what it's just, almost a day Jelita said just.
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There is nothing that is not busy in this house, even though it fails sahur still all have to run as usual. It just so happened that Sunday was a very good day because Gian could reduce one of his sufferings.
After the morning shower Gian came to the room of his baby. There is only Kama who is now busy with his new car, while Kalila who usually always screams calling her papa, lost somewhere.
"Sama Haidar, just woke up asking to bathe and keep nyamperin Haidar again," replied Radha as if it happened in such a way.
"Oh at home also he," said Gian now sitting near his son, of course want to heat the atmosphere even not infrequently Kama's head burned.
"Hiyaaa hit the boom!!"
"Father!!! How it!!"
Is that right? Not five minutes Kama has ridden because of the actions of his papa who plays as sweet as snoring. Gian just wanted to hear his son's voice, that's all.
"Telus how is it going, unfortunately papa?"
He asked with his chin propped up while staring at his son's cheeksty cheek. Why could she have a child as adorable as this, she thought she could not bear it.
"Gini tuh .. gini playnya, gabby nablak," explained Kama but Gian instead focused on looking at his lips.
"Well, why did you give it?"
"Gaby, you'll get all the pain, Papa."
Loving once, even in toys he also has feelings. Gian loved his son deeply and deeply. While Radha only turned her head occasionally pulling the corners of her lips looking at their interactions.
"There's a doctor, honey."
"Ih gaboleharatain," his sergeant blocked Gian's hand to control one of his son's toy cars.
"Hm, how stingy, si" he said while stealing a kiss on the cheek of his son's bully.
"Papa play sendili there, Kalila has doktel." Pushing away the face of the papa while giving orders so that Gian does not interfere with his activities.
"His own playtime, Papa plays the same Kama dong, can you?" Really being the thing he likes, Gian loves Kama's anger which sometimes overflows because of it.
"No!!! Kama wants to play alone, Papa plays with Mama there."
"Ma," whined Gian with a nosy look, less seductive child, the man actually made Radha his target.
"Didih, Ma-ma-ma .. hot I have my sister calling me that," said Radha was real bewildering it, wanted to feel like she threw a toy box Kalila right in the face of her husband.
"Haha lebay!! It's a rampage, Ra .. Temen Brother call him Mama Papa loh, why don't you want to be called that?" Really he was surprised, why Radha amused when it was commonly done by married couples.
"So, not used to it yet."
"Yes try dong to get used to it, how the hell," he said now back to look at Kama who really does not care even though his parents seemed to be a world war.
"Kama, Mama doesn't want to be called Mama, how dong?"
"Papa Oma's mother, that's Kama's mother." Pointing Radha with a cute index finger that without a second thought Gian just bite.
"Papa's sick!! Mama!!" kama shouted spontaneously because Gian's bite was lacking morals.
Tungs
"Aaawww, Kama's got this same papa?"
Sick, Kama's toys don't hold plastic. And with the power of being shocked to be bitten, it was clear that the punch was quite felt at the top of his head.
"Papa bit jali Kama, sakiit .. sorry Papa," he said staring fixedly at Gian, about to cry and soon his tears will spill.
"Sorry-sorry, Papa is not angry .. sorry yes," persuaded Gian at the end of the mission to tease his son, somehow he really likes if Kama is often angry but later feels guilty.
"Hurt his finger? Try Papa see," said Gian checking his son's fingers, look flushed and Gian did not expect if the bite would be that strong.
Drama every two, it is common for Radha to see these two people fighting and then make up again. It is more interaction than the word sweet, mental Kama is already trained to face papa like Gian, thought Radha resigned.
Tbc
Komuk Kama when he gets his Papa.