My ex-Ipar Candidate
Pick up Princess
"Calila!!"
Sure enough, at Ricko's house he's been busy himself. Not to mention Ricko does have a niece the age of Kalila and this obviously makes Kalila more and more.
Haidar even tired of having to keep an eye on him, just about to be relieved to have managed to catch his nephew, Kalila just returned to run away as she wanted.
"Kalila kejer I'm here" shouted a boy of the same age while carrying a toy gun.
"Gosh, it's only natural that Papa was worried," complained Haidar even wiped his sweat, he didn't even have the shame anymore when he had to run in the footsteps of Kalila who was here and there.
"Let it go, don't be restrained, Ibra is also very happy to play with him."
Ricko approached his best friend, looking gripped and actually he wanted to be fully up to see Haidar at this time.
"I'm afraid he's acting, Rick, at Mama's house three jars Kalila broke."
In addition to worrying about his nephew for why, honestly Haidar was also afraid that Kalila would make a mess that could have harmed others.
"Hahah, it will not .anything is possible that such a small child deliberately makes a tantrum, Haidar."
It is true, Kalila acted not because of his will, but indeed because Jelita who did not pay attention to the place so that similar events often occur.
"Sorry, Rick .. I'm worried that your family might get annoyed with my niece."
"No, Haidar, you'll see how they got to Kalila, very, very accepting, right?"
Ricko reassured Haidar, because indeed since his presence, Kalila has been the center of attention. And Haidar also understands that, even now he who runs after Ibra is still the target of the angry pinch of the Ricko family in his house today.
"Hm, but still the kid freaked me out, Rick ... Huft, I think papa's joking, it's really Kalila centil."
Haidar pulls the corners of the lips when considering how Raka nicknamed Kalila. And the fact that the boy was indeed coquettish, from the first moment his eyes had been busy finding out the whole room and was not ashamed to greet people there.
Not to mention when the emergence of Ibra and Kalila suddenly revolted from the sling Haidar and approached the little boy. What a weird thing, Haidar thought again.
"Hahaha the nature of his mother's legacy," said Ricko as he looked at the adorable Kalila, the stye face and wavy hair and small teeth that were so cute when she opened her mouth were the definition of a little fairy in the real world.
"Abviously, Radha isn't a centile at all."
Obviously Haidar did not accept, his former lover was considered a centil by Ricko, whereas for Haidar, Radha is the most real form of angel and not much action like most women.
"Then, whose trait did he inherit if not Radha, Haidar?" ricko's question caught Haidar's displeased expression when the sentence was said.
"Of course from Avgian, there is no nature of brother Gian that Kalila did not get, all taken ... only his face is not," said Haidar confirmed, adding, because Kalila is the form of Gian who was reborn, grateful that his face is very similar to Radha, if not of course Haidar will feel nurturing his own brother.
"That's exactly the good thing, if the saying of the ancients girls are usually duplicate papa, rather than ...." Ricko hung up his words, I don't know what he was going to say.
"Rather than what?" asked Haidar curious, the habit of sentences like to be cut into pieces.
"Rather than look like Omnya, usually so slander," sizzled Ricko and made him get a foothold from Haidar.
"Damn it, I thought what."
Ricko's original answer annoyed him not to play, maybe he was joking about it, Haidar thought.
"Joking, Haidar .. hm, haven't you thought about a more serious level? It's a good fit for me to look around" he said, glancing at Kalila, the code that Ricko meant was suitable to be a father, not just a husband.
"Ck, stop your bullshit, Ricko .. Just let's not know how you carry a baby." Haidar chills when he realizes how Ricko holds a baby.
"What's wrong?" ricko felt he was right.
"Hand don't get behind this, Ricko's danger." Haidar justifies the position of baby Ricko, I don't know what the man thinks until it can be as reckless as this and hold the baby as if the little child is already monthly.
"Oh my God, I didn't mean it" said Ricko, feeling guilty, if only his wife found out Ricko was silent.
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In a different place, Gian was pacing back and forth even Budi who was thirsty made. Gian tried to call someone but I don't know who he was calling.
"Why!! Where did that boy go!!"
Feeling her son getting heated up, Raka approached Gian.
"Gi, why exactly?" Raka was curious, because not usually this Gian sinting even makes the workers feel afraid to make mistakes.
"Papa, where did Haidar take my daughter? Papa know?"
Huh huh? Gian did not know where Haidar was headed. Obviously Raka was confused, but it was very clear this morning Haidar admitted that he was already parting. And now, who was in front of him was precisely Gian being careless.
"He's not saying goodbye?" asked Raka once again, who knows if Raka was the wrong guess.
"No, Pa ... Kalila too maen blurred, still a child is brave like this."
Raka let out a long sigh, and Gian now looks like a father worrying about his daughter. Though the one who took Kalila away was Haidar, his own biological sister.
"Calm down, Gi, Haidar just take Kalila to look at baby Ricko, just relax," said Raka won her son, while Gian who heard immediately stared intently at his papa.
"What?!! Go to Ricko's house? Jesus, Haidar!! Fasting for emotion, Ricko's house is far away, Papa."
Gian is desperate, why he can go without permission first. While the goal is indeed quite far away, it is very upset.
"So soon he's home, you don't have to scream can you? Papa's ear hurts, Gian."
Truly deafening the ears, Raka even felt her head hurt a little. Already he is not sahur, and now Gian just make a tantrum.
"I'm sorry, Pa, but right now I'm having a lot of emotions. Why can Haidar take Kalila away at will, make it yourself if you want to be free should be," he said from ceplos and made Raka just shook his head slowly, his son was now passing and seemed to be preparing to follow his daughter.
"As far as you two are concerned, it's a pain to have a child all stressed out."
Raka passed and returned to his room, after having made Gian even more crazy, now the man wants to calm down because he is afraid of being contaminated.
"Father!! Went where? Don't be a prick." Kama's screams have been heard, sure enough, indeed his son no one mending. Both Gian and Haidar are the same, Raka had a look to the second floor, apparently the departure of Gian was detained by his son.
"Papa wants to pick up Kalila, Kama and Mama first yes," said Gian softly, although he was not okay, but if facing Kama or Kalila, he was very caring for their hearts.
"Gamau, Mom bobo afternoon, Papa ... Kama can come?"
It is impossible for Gian to leave his son, not to mention the hand that has been grasped tightly to Gian's fingers. All right, in order to pick up the princess centilnya, Gian brought along Kama so that his strength increases.
"All right, we're leaving now."
"Where are you going, Papa? Why is this playing with Kama?" tanya Kama plain in Gian's sling.
"Kalila again the same om Haidar, honey, this we picked up first, maybe he forgot the way home." Gian said so calmly, but his mind was worried about Kalila.
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Happy Eid al-Fitr from Gian's Family ⁇ Sorry to be born and inner from Gian and Author.
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