Savingswoman
143. Not a mistress

“Am I wrong?” Farel looked at the two women with his hands scratching his back hair.

While the expressions of the two women were getting darker, plus saw the face of Farel who looked sinless.

Bugh!

“You fool!” Maria hit Farel hard on the head, making him grimace in pain.

“What's my fault?” Farel looked at Maria with a look of pain, then turned his eyes to look at Raisya's face. However, the gaze of the woman he was expecting, did not match the shadow.

“You are really stupid,” Raisya timpal without caring about the face of the husband getting worse.

“Hay, why are you two conspiring to corner me?”

“Not a cornered problem, but we are here talking as per the facts. Where is there a Papa who says his son is like Ipin?” Raisya looked at Farel fiercely. The woman's hand held the child gently, trying not to disturb the child with their babbling.

Maria who heard Raisya's words nodded her head in agreement.

“What's wrong. Hay, look, our boy is bald. Like who tried? Look at my hair, your hair too. Our son looks like Ipin.” Farel pointed at the head of the child with a serious face. That handsome face seemed to be looking for the cause of her child's baldness.

“You are really stupid. How can I have a Grandson like you!”

“Hay, why does Grandma blame Farel?”

“Farel, listen to me. Grandma didn't harm you, but that Grandma violated your absurd thought.” Raisya looked at Farel's worries.

Farel who saw that opened his eyes. As his brain tried to digest the words of Raisya and Maria, he did not understand.

“Ap_”

“Listen to me. Not all babies are born with thick hair, there are times when babies are born with bald heads as well.”

“why can it be like that?” Farel asked seriously.

“Can be it because gen.”

“Hay, how can you, you see, I have good hair, and you too.”

“Farel, do you know how your baby time is?”

Fare was silent, trying to remember, but he did not remember at all. Maria who saw her grandson thought strongly shook her head.

“You were also bald!” Maria hit Farel in the head.

“Ish, why did Grandma hobby hit me on the head once? And what was it, I was bald? How can it?”

“Cih, whatever if you don't believe. To be sure, your son's baldness is derived from you.” Maria stared at the cynical Farel who still looked unacceptable.

Raisya who saw their debate that certainly will not be endless berdahem, tried to give understanding to immediately end the debate.

However, just after she finished brahem, the baby squirms, then cries. Making Farel who initially still wanted to argue with the worried-faced grandmother.

“Why with our child? Is he in pain?” Farel rubbed his hands several times with eyes that examined the child's entire body. Worrying about something that makes his son hurt to cry.

Maria who saw that shook her head. “Ck, ck, Your son is hungry, not in pain.” Maria said quietly, making Farel stare seriously.

“Oh.” Take it with a serious face.

“Then, Grandma come out first. Raisya, have you taken it out?”

“Emmm, looks like it's already Nek.” Raisya smiled shyly.

“Good, Grandma stay yes.” Maria smiled, then sauntered away leaving the little family.

Raisya who saw the departure of Maria smiled faintly, his attention was now turned to the baby who was seen pinning his head on the chest.

“Farel, please get me that little pillow.” Raisya pointed at the green-colored pillow on the sofa.

Farel, who was quick to command, took the pillow with a serious face.

“Thanks.” Raisya smile. The woman's hand was busy arranging a comfortable position for her and the baby.

Farel who saw the action amazed, did not expect the wife could do what he thought was difficult.

“Yes, Mama's child is hungry yes, here drink Nak.” Raisya directs her put*ng into the baby's mouth. Making the red baby quickly devour his food, even Farel who saw it was amazed.

“Wah, it turns out not only the Papa who likes your mountain.” Farel nodded slowly, making Raisya who initially always looked at the baby glaring at the eyes, then gave a gaze full of warning for the husband.

Farel who saw it was just grinning, then sat himself right next to his wife.

Jakun Farel up and down, saw a round, white object, with a pink tip that was devoured by the baby's abis, making his soul struggling, want to feel like sipping it when it can take out the breast. Definitely fun.

Trying to get the twitch, the man gently stroked the head of the baby, then with a little snegaja nudged the white object, making Raisya who was not aware of his actions just silent.

Raisya who heard it only smiled, the slender hand was busy rubbing gently on the baby's back, hoping that the baby would fall asleep soon.

“Great boy Mama.” Praise Raisya when she sees the baby snag closing dead, but still not releasing her lips from the chest.

Farel who saw that smiled widely. Hope to feel the pleasure of breast milk directly exploded in his brain and chest.

“Honey, let me put our baby in bed.”

Raisya who heard him smiled, her hand trying to pull herself out of the baby's mouth. However, the baby does not seem to want to part with the source of his food, making Raisya chuckle softly, and Farel drop his jaw.

In the mind of the man was busy cursing the attitude of his son who could take his rations. Even when she was asleep, the baby seemed reluctant to let go.

“Sayang.”

The tweet with a slow tone made Raisya who was initially focused on looking at the child's face look up. His eyebrows shot up when he saw Farel's lethargic face.

“Why?” soft ask.

“I'm thirsty.”

“Drink there, on the nightstand there is water.” Raisya pointed at the glass filled with water with his chin, making Farel even more lip-smacking.

“Ck, why are you insensitive anyway?”

“Eh? What do you mean?”

“I want like Ipin.”

“Eh, Ipin? You mean who?”

“Yes, our son is.”

“You seriously named our son Ipin?” Raisya looked at Farel seriously.

“Emmm, not Ipin is more precisely Givin Wiratman, and we can call him Ipin.”

“Haaaa?”

“Yes, Givin, stands for Give and Win. Meaning gift, and victory.” Farel smiled broadly. Even the man seemed to forget his desire to taste breast milk.

Raisya who heard that opened her mouth in disbelief. How can the husband have an idea that is beyond human reason. Generally parents will give an abbreviation of their name, lah, this. The husband gave a strange message, but not too bad.

“Ekhm, okay. Givin's name is also good, though it sounds strange. Welcome baby Givin.” Raiay smiled at the baby who closed his eyes.

Farel who saw that smiled. The man's lips opened wide, revealing a row of beautiful white teeth.

“Ya, welcome Ipin.” “Honey, for asi ya.” Farel looked at the baby's pity, hoping that the baby understood his desire that had been sticking out of the crown.

Duuuttt!

However, instead of the agreed word issued by the baby, but the loud and long farting sound that became a welcome, made Farel open his mouth in surprise, and Raisya laughed loosely.

“Yeah, why are you being disrespectful Ipin? I'm your Papa, but how dare you fart in Papa's face?”

“I'm sorry Papa, exhausted, Papa wants to take my ration, Papa must fast first yes, until I am two years old.” Raisya answered with a voice made as small as possible, as if replacing his son answered Farel's grunts.

“Good. Papa wait. Good thing you're Papa's son, otherwise__”

“What?” Raisya arranged fiercely the husband, making Farel who wanted to say things that were not-no in an instant shut up.

“No dear, I mean, otherwise, emmm I will kiss your Mama until she is out of breath.”

“Ap__”

Grep's!

“I love you guys.” Farel quickly grabbed the bodies of two of the most precious humans in his life. Raisya who heard the sincere statement smiled gently, then returned the embrace with her next hand.

“I love you too.”

The realization of the mind of Raisya made Farel's heart beat crazy, slowly, the man let go of a hug, then looked at the woman's soft face.

Slowly, the male's face was seen approaching, even their lips would be slightly more fused. However, the unpleasant aroma, accompanied by a loud and long sound made the 21+ scene that would occur was stopped.

Duuuttt!

Farel immediately moved away, then looked at the child who was still sleeping.

“Yes God, why do Ipin love to prank Papa?” Farel stared at the child, making Raisya laugh again.

It seems like it is time for him to accept. Accepting his happiness, accepting the feelings he repeatedly denied. Now she was no longer a mistress, but she was the mother of the son in front of her, the wife of Farel Wiratman, and the mother of Givin Wiratman. May happiness always surround her little family.