
Arsila's heart flowers, a sweet smile always adorned her beautiful face sari who saw her cousin's brother's smile-self sari was intending to prank her.
"So there's misuh misuh unclear! Loh, Mas," he great-grandson.
"Who?" Answer Arfa.
"No." Appoint Sari with her puppy eyes smile.
"You accuse me of it" Arsila sewot.
Only the grin shown by Sari made Arsila growled.
"Why is Arsila wrong?" Ask Arfa.
"Si Sari don't trust the Fa, she's a boong." Arsila stared intently at Sari.
Pak Warno and Bu Nirmala only chuckled at the small commotion from his son and nephew.
"Udah Sar, don't be mocked to her brother. Kasian sampe your brother's face red like a boiled crab." Nirmala's mom followed her son's tease.
"Mother is also like Sari sukanya mopped." He smiled at the people he loved, teasing his son.
"Father! We borrow Mama Kw for a while," Ray approached Arfa to lend Arsila either they want to take Arsila where.
"Hey, little boy. I'm not something to borrow here and there, and another one don't call me Mama Kw I don't like." Arsila's annoyance every time they call her name makes her ears itch.
"Wouldn't Mama soon be our Mama?" Chirper Riko.
"Yes. But don't call me Mama Kw, just Mama's okay," Arsila said.
"okay." Typal Rio by flicking his finger made us all laugh.
"Let Pa," he snatched with a cute and adorable face.
"Izin used to be with Grandma Grandpa and Unty Sari." Arfa teaches her children to be polite to the older ones.
"Sir, Kek, and Unty we borrow Mama for a little while," they compact.
"Can?" All answered in unison.
Arsila was dragged by Ray and Riko while the bontot just resigned and followed.
Arriving at the terrace Arsila stopped his steps and asked his prospective son.
"Where did you take Mama?" Ask Arsila gently his maternal aura out making them feel at home, in contrast to other women who are often introduced Arfa to them must have all rejected him with bad reasons. Different story with Arsila, just look at it makes
They wanted to make Arsila their mother.
"We want to negotiate, about you," Ray's great-grandson with her hands folded over her stomach.
"After you're married, Mama should sleep with us can't sleep with papa, I don't want to." The cerocos.
"Emm, how is it," pura confused.
"Please!" His pampered nagging made Arsila cackle.
"Yey, yey.we have Mama, we have to announce it so we're not bullied again with friends." I just smile if they were my own children would be happy.
Later if I become married to Arfa think you want to not yes' if added Beby again? Do I want to have a child with the man I love? He wants three boys, one girl two. So at home a really rame.
"Mama, do I want a bob?" Rio.
"You're booby" answered Arsila.
Rio nodded as if the child was drowsy to see both his eyeballs slipping.
"Bobok inside yes," Arsila's pinta who guided Rio but Arsila's hand on the seat.
"Why?" Ask Arsila.
"The boy is here, Rio wants Bobok on Mama's lap," he asked as he led Arsila to sit on the porch.
Arsila sat with her legs crossed, Rio finally slept soundly in Arsila's lap behind her cute face. He told the fairy tale of the deer and the crocodile in the fairy tale who snored who.
'Hah, Ray and Riko go to bed too, ' he said in his heart, he sees Ray and Riko asleep on the floor because they hear the fairy tale of the deer and crocodiles when they are playing robotan they carry.
Rio who fell asleep on his lap long ago his legs tingling as well, wanted to be moved inside impossible because Rio's body was thick must be heavy.
"Si Arfa doesn't come out, where my feet are wet, so Ray and Riko have to sleep on the floor is cold." Sluggishly.
"Si Akbar is also where else."
Sari said goodbye to Bukde and his pakde, to come out to the door he was surprised to see Arsila who grimaced holding the weight on his lap.
"Wow. Very familiar?" Her eyes that saw Rio sleeping so soundly. Now his eyes are looking for two adorable creatures that are nowhere near Arsila.
"Duo R, where it doesn't look."
"Noah. Sleeping on the floor, like being hypnotized by me."
"The aura of his motherhood came out as well.previously misuh misuh was afraid of his love clapping one hand, uh. The turn received by the Arfa mas his face immediately sumringah, very magical yes tu face, was moody like a chicken with bird flu now was very happy." ledeknya by plucking his lips.
"Who's love is clapping one hand?" sahut Arfa from within.
"His love Markonah who rejected as bang Ipul," judes Arsila.
"Ih. How's Me?" not accept bilabia made a scapegoat by Arsila.