Sacred In Stain

Sacred In Stain
Families


Chapters 156. Families


The women were busy chatting a lot of things in the living room. Arjuna luxury house located in the elite area of Pantai Indah Kapuk Jakarta, tonight looks crowded, the arrival of his nephew who visited brought with him a family.


“How's your content, fine?” Anggita asked Khalisa, they were talking together after dinner together.


“Very good, Aunt. Just a little spoiled, want to be near Bang Yudhis if you are sick again,” said Khalisa politely, shyly.


“It's regular. Lucky cravings you don't freak-anus. When pregnant Arimbi first, cravings Aunt strange son of magic. Not worth telling. Fortunately, Mas Juna experienced it.”


Anggi chuckles, remembering the times of Arimbi cravings which are quite extreme. Khalisa smiled as he watched the figure in front of him.


“Tante ageless, still looks like he is in his thirties,” said Khalisa innocently as he is, observing the unpretentious graceful woman sitting next to him. Yudhis tantenya age is said to have been in the fifties, but the appearance of a well-groomed face is also a tiny posture does not show his age.


“Hey, Auntie so want to see cemin.” Anggita giggled like to be praised so, while the youngest Arimbi who was also there was playing with Afkar, plotting his eyes lazy while shaking his head.


Arimbi was over-dosed with this kind of reaction, enough of the papa's bucin combalan that made his mama blush, a reaction that almost made him mutter every day. And he felt strange because his mother loved to be wrestled by the papa, even happy to be praised so that according to the young man seemed a bit tacky.


“But it is true. Could aunt have special tips?” tanya Khalisa does not feel awkward, other than beautiful, this Anggita turned out to be friendly, not scary like the big ladies in soap opera.


“Yudhis is smart to choose a wife, good at pleasing parents. Honestly, we women who have entered the category of old, sometimes need this kind of sweet praise. Mmm, the tips are only one. Don't hesitate to spend your husband's money to take care of yourself as much as possible. Instead of money used by other women,” he said, who again giggled, felt funny to see the expression of Khalisa who gawked, considered his speech real even though not entirely wrong.


“Is that?” added Khalisa while mangosteen, making Anggita laugh crisply.


While Khalisa enthusiastically talked with Anggita. Afkar is playing with the beautiful curly-haired girl, the youngest child Anggita and Arjuna. Arimbi is still studying medicine and plans to later take a child specialist, such as a person who likes children.


“Pawn puff, you like cars? I have a cool Hot Wheel,” said Arimbi showed off his collection of toys that are fairly anti-mainstream for girls. Taking one of a row of car toys, Arimbi took a pink one and showed it to Afkar, a type of Hot Wheel limited edition that costs the equivalent of a real car.


“Woah, keyen,” Afkar babbles, imitating Arimbi's sentence, prancing happily.


“You want?”


“Mau .. mau.” Afkar nodded quickly without a second thought, whereas usually Afkar did not dare this way, the feelings of children are indeed more sensitive than adults, know which are sincere and which are not.


“Bby, but should be kept well yes. This is one of my favorite Hot Wheel. Because you're smart and funny, this Hot Wheel I gave you. It was bought in America, eating my brother while I was with him when he went to his seminar there.” Arimbi invites three-year-old toddler to visit peers, that is how typical he is, but the children even like to chat with him.


“It, the fruit of Bali,” said Arimbi idly.


“Bimbi, do not teach Afkar that is not easy!” Anggita interrupts her daughter's chat with the cute boy.


Arimbi giggled amusedly. “There is, Ma. I just taught you what it is. Suwer,” said while pointing two fingers. “I just give you the same info on this funny puffer, let me love Hot Wheel.”


“It is better not. This toy you like gives Mama a headache with its price!” Anggita massaged the temple, while the youngest even grinned.


“If you may know, how much does it cost, Non? Aunty has seen many small cars like gini in Pasar Baru.” Bi Dijah who had been listening, interested in chiming, his voice was soft only heard by Arimbi and Afkar. Made confused when watching the rich big mistress show objection only to a small toy car.


“True, Aunt want to know?” goda Arimbi, piqued the soul of Kepo Bi Succeeded.


“How much is it?”


“For this pink one, for one unit of the latest output Fortuner car. That's why I don't buy it myself. Utilizing the facilities of a brother as much as possible," explained Arimbi while grimacing, inversely proportional to Bi Dijah who was attacked by shock hearing the price of toys.


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“How's your LBH office? Smoothly?” Arjuna opened the word as Yudhis joined in the back garden, breathing fresh air at night while enjoying the water of the ornamental pond.


“Everything is smoothly under control, Om. Oh yeah, where's Brama?" asked Yudhis who had not seen the existence of his uncle's eldest son.


"It's still busy in the Lion Country. Building The Royal Plaza there. He was so determined to spread his wings in Singapore."


"Bramas are always great and impressive even though they are a little annoying" joked Yudhis who managed to make Juna look up, nodding his ass.


"Then, how's it going? It's been a long time since I've been racing horses with the genius young executive of the Syailendra clan."


“He always says he's staying cool, successful and good when we ask. Even though you must know for yourself, he became workaholic and did not look interested in women again after breaking up from the former DKI Princess, Selena Sky Aryasatya. Proposed matchmaking is often rejected, only allowing his personal assistant to accompany every activity. I don't know when he wants to be, you stubborn bastard!" juna who breathed a heavy sigh.


"May Brama open her heart again soon. So that Om is not dyedekin papi because it already has a grandchild," seduced Yudhis nosy, who was presented by the uncle with a veil followed by laughter later.


Seriate.