My Smart Baby Boy's
The Greatness of Arga

Finishing activities in the bathroom without giving other spices, Reno relentlessly flushed his head with cold water and let Anita out first but not to get out of the room.

Clad in a light ash bathrope, Anita went out and headed for the dressing room to help prepare the clothes. Not stopping to be amazed at the neatly arranged dressing rooms, luxury items that exist are not absent in admiration.

The watch already resembles a moving watch shop, along with other accessories that are no less luxurious. But one thing that made her smile, the room was no different from her son's closet.

All are predominantly black, but Arga's slight difference is that he still wants to have other colors of clothing or items, but not Reno. “They are indeed not much different,” murmured Anita.

From an unrelenting attitude of protest, like to leave when something goes wrong, stubborn, consider many things before accepting an offer and some other things, all can be said to be the same.

Now Anita really realized that everything that was not so liked from her son, was indeed obtained from her biological father. Especially, the stubbornness that sometimes makes it difficult to cope, now has to add up with Reno who will somehow make him dizzy like what later.

Clad in a white towel on his waist, the man with his hair pointed back into the dressing room and hugged straight from behind. “Why?” ask next to the ears.

“You are still standing,” said Anita advancing the body, Reno carving a smile on a fresh face.

“Sap her head gently, let her sleep.” Reno said holding back a smile.

“You think I'm a kid who can be fooled?! It wasn't Arga who rubbed his head and slept soundly!” anita said, grabbing a shirt for her to help wear on the body decorated with beautiful muscles.

“Know where?! You ever do that?! Who is?! Tell me!” lick Reno turned jealous.

“Think of it yourself! You bring that closer and rub it gently, then it stands like an electric pole!” said Anita, laughing at the man in front of her will be flat words no sin.

Despite laughing, actually Reno also felt amused himself. Yes, it is true that he swiped when together then fished to react. But it was not on purpose, it was just the position of their bodies that made Reno move to be able to still enjoy Anita's lips.

After all, without Reno moving, Anita was already moving and was able to lure the electric pole to stand upright. From the body that sticks, of course, every reaction that occurs can also be felt by Anita.

Unceasingly the man touched the body of the woman in front of him, when Anita buttoned the shirt. “Can we get married today?” ask Reno.

“You want to get married to be able to do just that?” answer Anita.

“Sure. One of the goals of married people is that, do it freely and add a lot of offspring. Where's the harm?” sahut Reno's.

Anita nodded repeatedly. Yes, of course he knows the purpose of marriage. He proceeded to button up the shirt and then changed to drying Reno's hair in the same room.

Unhelpful for the pants, he doesn't want to be Reno's. “Did Lisa do this too? Your hands are like this too?” curious Anita, Reno's hand did not stop teasing her.

“You crazy?! I have my own limits on women! I'm doing this to you, because I love you and you're my future wife! Think clear!” no take Reno. "At the same time we've done it, look at Arga if you forget! at the very least, you will still be able to feel the pleasure."

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Ready in their neat clothes, get out of the room and resume breakfast and go pick up Arga. Not wanting Anita's body to be seen by the waiter even though it was a woman, Reno took the clothes for her earlier and brought them to her room.

Already knowing where her son is, the two reciprocate messages without Anita's knowledge. Undeniably about the thought of the child that does not stop making Reno proud also stunned, even he had done an action before he acted.

The road passes, making Anita suspicious. He memorized exactly where the road was headed with his eyes out the window, letting the man next to him play with his cell phone. "It's not ...," said Anita.

"Arga's there," Reno's smile answered, his hands on his lap he held.

"How can you?!" jerk Anita.

"That is the greatness of our son. Before we think and act, he does it first. Don't scold Arga, all he does is love you so much. He wants you to be happy," sincere Reno.

"But I'm not ready. What if they ...," back Anita's words hang.

"Anita, sooner or later we're going to face this. You will meet them, ready or not. Let everything go as it should, face it without ever dodging. I'm sure you can," Reno said calmly.

Anita was riled up, there was fear in her after the expulsion that day. Not yet ready to meet face to face with his parents, he felt it was not appropriate to meet both even though his heart was eager to do.

Reno tries to calm down, convincing Anita to face the situation that is clearly coming without being able to avoid it again. There will never be a solution if it is to be avoided. Whatever it is, however heavy and as complicated as it may be, it remains to be faced with courage without ever being a coward.

The car enters the courtyard, Anita trembles and remains grasped by the man who loves her so much. A warm kiss was given to the forehead, staring into both of Anita's eyes and reassuring once again. The three people were waiting in front, Arga Anita's heart was leaping.

It was both of her parents as well Arga, accidentally coming out when Arga conveys about the arrival of her papa mama. Just like Anita, Harish and Divya also feel not ready. Arga also said it was not much different from what his father said, facing without avoiding.

"Ma, Pa. ..," Anita said, her steps stopped to climb some stairs on the porch of the house.

Harish and Divya approached, directly hugging her daughter's body. Tears broke instantly from the three, Reno embracing Arga who was walking closer to her. The sense of pride was clearly shown, shuffling his son's hair with a smile shown.

"Good job!" whispered Reno.

Arga replies with a smile, his eyes glazed to see the mother can re-enfold the old man who had only been able to be captured in the shadows as well as dreams.

Letting the three of them vent their pent-up longings together with the stifled tears, Reno and Arga could only watch with smiles etched into each other's faces.