My Papa My Boss
Visits.

In the morning Nandira woke up early, wanting to be a daughter-in-law and a wife who could serve them.

But when he went to the kitchen, he seemed to wake up too late. In the kitchen he saw mommy and aunty were struggling to choose the food that will be used.

Nandira thinks he woke up first, it turns out mommy was much earlier wake up from him, Nandira joined and started making breakfast.

Mommy lets Nandira make breakfast, she just watches what her daughter-in-law makes.

Nandira asks her to cook, Mommy just keeps an eye and gives her instructions so she can be more proficient in cooking.

This morning Nandira cooked a special fried rice mommy recipe.

"Mom, it tastes really good" Nandira said after tasting her own cuisine.

"Yes dong, it's a special recipe in the style of Mommy," said mommy.

"Yes, Mommy is the best" said Nandira gave 2 thumbs to me.

"You don't like to praise Mommy, Mommy will float again" joked Mommy.

"Mommy deserves to be praised. Mommy's cooking is great." Nandira. "Mom, I go upstairs first huh? Want to see the children, they are sometimes difficult if not built." continued Nandira.

"Yes, this one just let Mommy who continues with aunt," said Mommy.

Nandira then headed to the top floor where their room was.

And mommy again started making other complementary foods. While auntie had started preparing fried rice that had been made by Nandira at the dinner table.

Nandira knocked on Syahidah's room and opened the door to her daughter's room.

"Well,... Mama's daughter is ready to turn out, Mama thinks Syahidah is still bobo," said Nandira to help Syahidah prepare.

Syahidah can already prepare itself kok Mah," said Syahidah.

"Then Mama saw your brother first yes," he said.

"Yes Mah" replied Syahidah wearing her school uniform.

Nandira walked towards Zidan's room next to Shahidah's, knocking on Zidan's door before opening it.

"Oh my goodness, this is a whiz Mama is still sleeping ?!" nandira walked in when she saw Zidan still in the blanket and still asleep.

Nandira sat on the side of the mattress and gently rubbed her son's hair.

"Zidan wake up, son, it's morning. Zidan wants to go to school, right?!" ask Nandira who is now pulling her child's blanket.

"Five more minutes, Mah," said Zidan again pulled the blanket over his body and took a pillow bolster. Finding a comfortable position.

"Yes it's been 15 minutes yes, Mama woke up again," said Nandira then prepared the school needs Zidan. Picking up her uniform then checking the lesson schedule today, checking if her son was already working on PR or not. Put the books in Zidan's bag and make sure all the writing equipment is in his bag.

Nandira then looks at the room playing Zidan's game. The room looks very neat and clean, it looks like last night after he played Zidan clean up the place himself.

From childhood Nandira educated her children to clean up the toys after they played them. Zidan seemed to be listening to him. Nandira picked up the trash in the corner of the room and exited Zidan's room. Let the boy sleep for another 15 minutes.

Nandira then went into her room and saw her husband still asleep.

"Rafiz wake up, you're not going to the office?" tanya Nandira shook her husband's shoulder.

Instead of waking up, Rafiz night narik Nandira to sleep back with him.

Rafiz makes Nandira a bolster pillow and goes back to sleep.

Nandira gives a kiss on Rafiz's cheek,

"Aren't you at the office?" ask Nandira.

"Well," replied Rafiz with eyes still closed.

"What do you like me to call you?, it's not as good as calling a name?!" tanya Nandira saw the handsome face of her husband.

Rafiz opened his eyes and tried to think what name would suit him.

"It's just your comfort, what do you want to call," said Rafiz tightened his embrace.

"I call Mas aja yes, I used to call Dad called Mas," said Nandira considering the call of his mother to his father.

" I can" said Rafiz.

Nandira momentarily let her husband embrace her.

"Yes Zidan hasn't woken up yet, I woke up. She's afraid she's late" said Nandira stroking her husband's hand that coiled around his stomach.

Rafiz then groped on his bedside table, where he often kept his cell phone.

He saw the clock on his phone was already at 6 am, it should have been up.

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"Yes already," Rafiz took off his embrace but before he landed a kiss on Nandira's cheek, I was so anxious with his wife.

Nandira knocked on the bathroom door.

"Mas, I'm out first, I want to see Zidan" Nandira said.

"Yes" cried Rafiz from the bathroom.

After receiving approval from Rafiz, Nandira then headed towards Zidan's room.

When opening the door, Nandiri had seen that his son was neat with the school uniform that had been prepared earlier.

"Mama thinks you're still sleeping" Nandira said, approaching Zidan and peeking at his son's cheek.

"Can't I invite my friend here?" ask Zidan.

"Mama doesn't matter, but ask Papa first, yes" replied Nandira.

"Yes, I'll give Papa permission first" said Zidan took his bag and then they came out of the room..

Nandira opens the door to Shahidah's room. "It looks like your sister has gone down first.," said Nandira who did not see the figure of Shahidah in his room.

"Let's see Papa first, Zidan go down first!" said Nandira who was replied by a nod by Zidan.

Zidan then went downstairs and followed along with Syahidah at the dinner table while Nandira returned to her room.

Nandira saw that the husband had finished his bath and was getting dressed. Nandira painstakingly helped her husband put on the tie.

Nandira ties a tie to Rafiz. He used to do it often when his father was going to the office.

Rafiz pulled Nandira's waist closer to him.

Nandira just smiled at her husband's behavior while continuing to concentrate on tying the tie to her husband's neck.

Rafiz admires Nandira's beauty and continues to stare at the smile on his wife's lips that is tying a tie for him.

"Have you tied a tie a lot?" rafiz asked when he saw the results of Nandira was very neat.

"Yes, I didn't know tie, if Mom was busy in the kitchen, I tied tie to Dad" Nandira said, recalling her activities in the morning before her father left for the office.

"Your father must love you very much" said Rafiz still hugging the waist of Nandira who had finished tying a tie for him.

Nandira puts her hand around Rafiz's neck,

"Yes, Dad loves me very much. Whatever I want Dad always gives it. So too with mom. I miss them so much" sad Nandira.

"Have you visited their graves?" ask Rafiz..

Nandira.

"Well if there's a time when we're going to visit your parents' graves, haven't the kids visited their grandparents' graves?" ask Rafiz.

Nandira shook her head again, her tears were already dripping.

Rafiz rubbed Nandira's tears, "Have no more sorrow, there is me and the children who will accompany you. We have breakfast yuk," asked Rafiz who did not want to make his wife continue to grieve.

Nandira just nodded, then they joined the children at the dinner table.

Nadira took food for her husband and children.

Daddy also joined in and they and breakfast together.

"Well, can Zidan take Zidan's friends to this house?" zidan's permission.

"Of course I can" Rafiz said, allowing it.

"Shahidah also wants to invite the friends of the shahidah, huh Pah?" shahidah.

"Yes, of course, you can bring your friends here, as long as they have permission first from their parents. Fear if you take her without their people's consent, they will be sought by her parents" Rafiz explained

"Yes Pah, I will ask them permission first" said Syahidah.

After they had breakfast, Nandira began to get used to driving her husband and children to the door, waving as they were about to leave.

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