Prince Dusk
Deathsmith
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Obel..
Not Daddy Andra if it is not fun to change the name of his favorite person. His only son until this moment called Ndut because it is MonTokk and round, as well as ShaSha. The boy who was so similar to his papa did not expect to be with his parents when there was Si Granda at home.
"Bobo here yes, let your papah mama make another baby," said the middle-aged man while chuckling with anxiety.
Mommy Viana turned her head and approached the bed.
"Sleep here again?" ask the woman.
"Yes, why? jealous yaaaaaaaaaaaaa, my goodness Momm, same granddaughter as hers, you are the most beautiful and most I love, just calm down," led Daddy Andra while teaching the mbul clapping.
"Aw!!!" daddy squealed suddenly as his ears were pulled hard enough.
"Babelle!"
Already three nights won Baby Sha did not sleep with his parents, he was always in the clutches of his Grada who had no boss if he was playing with Si mbul.
"I'm hurting because I see ShaSha when it's with you" Mommy Viana told her husband.
Either so jolly or indeed so unfortunately the man was reluctant to let his grandson play alone even though ShaSha is a good child and not fussy unless he wanted milk because he did not ASI.
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"Mbul hasn't been returned yet?" ask the Prince who just came into his room.
Almost two hours the Prince was on the front porch of his house chatting with his friend who was a complex, and, rarely met because of the busyness of each makes him sometimes do not know anymore the outside world especially now there is ShaQueena who became the center of his mind after Dusk.
There is no answer or question from the Prince who has now placed his head on the thigh of the wife who is sitting leaning on the back of the bed.
"Ran, there's a high school reunion early next month, you want to come?" ask Dusk.
The prince who just knew because he rarely checked his phone can only frown on the forehead.
"Masa? how do I not know?" ask the handsome guy.
"This is what I'm telling you, honey. Try reading in a group. You haven't seen it yet, have you?"
The prince nodded, I don't know how many thousands of chat contents in the group even he himself forgot when he last checked. There almost all the students gathered into one, so it makes the Prince lazy to join because the chat is too Random. Except, the group is just his closest friends.
"If there is a time yes dateng, when else can be gathered together just as tense, it has been a long time, right," said the Prince who seemed not to mind the event, although there are some who still often meet him who is both a businessman.
"Hem, it's a weekend, so it won't interfere with your work time, dear," explained Dusk who already knew about the day, date, hour and place for them to do the Akbar Reunion.
"Good, there will be clouds too, right?"
"There is also a day above Heaven" said Dusk.
"Wah Durhakim you, Sen," replied the Prince who finally made the couple laugh together, sometimes such jokes alone have been able to forget all the burdens and fatigue.
So, it is true that we all know if the FEELING OF HAPPINESS is we ourselves who created even in a simple way though.
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Honey, the kribo is safe, right? Silaturahmi yuk the Jambrong