My Smart Baby Boy's
Strange Behaviour

Lying on a long sofa that could not be said to be luxurious, putting the right foot on the end of the sofa backrest and turning on the phone, Reno repeatedly glanced at his son who had not yet risen from the seat. "Will he sit there until he gets old?! It's been three hours of us coming, but he's still there! Did his eyes not hurt at all?!" the man looked bored.

"It's the same! Is he sleeping?! Why not return my message?!" this means seeing the message sent to Anita from the moment she lay down. "Atau ...," Reno immediately made a call.

Ah, his mind can't be calm. Could it be that Anita escaped? Or is she planning something?No. gabe. Reno could not calm down for now, especially after getting to know how her son was. "Didn't you know I sent a message?! Look how many messages I've sent! You think, I am so unemployed that I have to wait for your reply?! I'm busy too!" cecar Reno when the call is connected.

"This is just what I want to reply to," Anita said.

"All right, I'll wait!" reno ended the call.

Anita stares at her cell phone, feeling strange about her own husband's behavior. "Hasn't you called, then why ask me to return a message? instead of just talking," he murmured softly.

Reno muttered alone, cursing the phone by moving the screen on the chat menu. He looked forward to the reply with annoyance, the call was over but there was no incoming call yet. "Did he faint?!" his nag.

"Why does papa keep getting angry?" asked Arga, not realizing if he had sat next to her and surprised. Reno was aghast, rubbing her chest with both eyes rounded.

"A—what are you doing here?!" surprised and stood up.

"Didn't you call Mom? then why not talk directly and ask him to reply to the message? doesn't that make no sense?" the boy just finished the job.

"True, why didn't I just say it?" rummaged Reno.

Arga shook his head, sat leaning back and watched. The middle man standing in front of him, suddenly put on the face of a sumringah, a stone cell phone just sounded indicating a message coming in. As fast as lightning he opened, sat down and flashed a smile.

"Answer to eat, you have to wait for hours!" he stared at the phone screen.

"What does it feel like to get a lottery?" syndicate Arga.

"You'll never know what it's like to get a message from a loved one, just shut up. Later you will feel it too" Reno said.

"Of course, I wouldn't behave like that." Arga spoke very softly.

Both eyes were on Reno, the man was not even seen replying to the message sent to her and just kept staring with a big smile attached. It's strange to be able to understand what a stinging but fresh rhythmic man looks like next to him, what love is and how it works, to make people look completely unreasonable.

"Your job is done?" reno asked, putting the phone in his jacket pocket. Arga nodded, everything was done by him.

"Papa's hungry, we're eating now!" his weakness holds his stomach.

"Ah, I don't want to! I'm not used to eating with crowds like this, unhygienic! Let's go somewhere else" Reno said.

Arga complied, he stood up and said goodbye to others, including someone who had taught him many things all along. Reno pointed two fingers at the eyes, then moved them to Rian, signaling that he would always observe. A smile along with a nod of the head was shown, Rian also understood the gesture from the young master that was so similar to his son.

There is another happiness gracing Rian's heart, when it comes to seeing Arga with Reno and looking familiar. There may also be a little jealousy, because usually Arga will always make it a place to rest. But, that's life. Will always experience some changes, which may be good or bad.

What happened in the life of Anita and Arga, has become part of the prayer offered to the Ruler. Rian wanted them to be able to feel what happiness was, especially Anita who had felt what cruel life was like outside with people who only looked at things.

Out embracing his son, heading to the car parked in front, Reno did not immediately enter and observe every inch of the favorite car. Bending to check, the hand rubs gently to look for any scratches. "If it gets scratched, then I will destroy this place!"

Arga shook his head, just let what his papa did. He gets in the car, Reno catches up and calls Lisa to book a place at a restaurant. "I don't like to eat in places like that, can we eat somewhere else?" said Arga, the call is still connected and can be listened to by the secretary beautiful papaanya.

"I know the usual place Young Master Arga and Lady Anita eat, Sir. Would you like me to order it there?" a beautiful woman at the end of the call.

"Hm, go!" reno concluded.

"Papa's company for shopping also later, it looks like papa has to buy some new clothes like you. It's not good, but it's comfortable." Reno starts the engine.

"Why? be as usual, these clothes look weird to papa. After all, does papa want to attract the attention of young girls?" sahut Arga's.

"Hahaha, we can date together later!" reno's laughter, drive forward.

"Ah, I should have recorded every conversation today. Mama should know everything," she turned to the window.

"You said something?!" resolute Reno as heard yet faint.

"No" the boy briefly.

Reno pursed her lips, her ears undamaged to be able to hear. It's just that the sound was too slow so it didn't get to the ears so clearly. She should start to be comfortable with the clothes now, she should be like her son to understand more about him.

Being a friend, that is what Anita emphasized and wanted to do by Reno. Yes, maybe by being friends, it will be easier for them to be close, and share more secrets that will only be discussed by men.

It seems, Reno can't wait for that closeness, where he can mingle and become a place where Arga tells stories. Maybe it would be very fun if you could be a father and son like that, not a father who continues to be feared because of his ferocity.

What Anita says, Reno keeps thinking while watching her son work. Different from other kids, yes! that's very true. If other children will be very happy when they get a gift, it is different from Arga who is said clearly by Anita does not like a gift or surprise. He liked many simple things, even if it was without money being spent.