My Wonderful Life's

My Wonderful Life's
MWL-11S


In the morning.


Bryan and his sister were still sleeping.


At that time, Mama Dhira built her son. And my mother's tears Dhira dripped.


“ Nak... Take good care of yourself there . Mama here will always pray for you.” Ogre


“ Dear come.. wake up early.” Mama said as she stroked the heads of the three of them.


Bryan woke up from his sleep. And hugged his mother's body and poured out his longing later.


“Mama.. Bryan promised to study seriously there. And will return soon. Bryan can not be far from mama” said Bryan.


“Already. Mama can't be far from you either, son. But this is your education. Then you're there don't be naughty naughty huh. Follow your uncle's orders there” said Dhira.


“Good ma”


“Ya already . You shower first. Mama will build your two sisters and prepare your clothes.”


Bryan went to the bathroom. Mama Dhira also woke up the twins. Once they wake up and start preparing themselves.


Mama Dhira also put the clothes that will be worn by Bryan later.


Mama Dhira went to the dinner table. At that time the food menu that was cooked was the favorite menu of his first son.


After everyone gets together and eats together. Andrian then glanced at his watch. It's less than two hours Bryan's flight to Paris.


Without much talk they also leave for the airport on the way usually takes thirty minutes.


But he was stuck in a crowded traffic jam so got there around eight in the morning.


Bryan's flight was at nine in the morning. With a sense of should they pretend to be strong in front of the brother.


The plane has flown. Then they went home together. But Andrian will meet with his clients.


And he asked the driver to take him to the office and deliver his wife and children.


At the crossroad. Dhira asks him to lower her here.


“pak stop here just”


“Good Ny”


“ Loh.. mama want kenama?” ask Dhafa


“Mama no business briefly”


“Why not bring us” asked Dhifa.


“Already... You guys come with the driver to go home. Oh yes Dhafa don't fight with your sister”


“Good ma...” says Dhafa.