Siri Sir Doctor's Wife
Mouth Ceriwis ART

Radit, just got home and entered his house. He walked into the kitchen, fetching water. However, his steps he stopped because he heard the chatter of two middle-aged women who worked as ART.

"I swear, like Madam is very favoritism is not the same Sister Kinar?" say one of the ART while washing rice in the sink.

"Yes, really. When he lived in the main house, he was also our subordinate. Lah we who have worked for many years are still placed in the opposite house," said the other ART.

Radit stood leaning against the wall between the kitchen and the other room. His hands crossed, looking intently and listening intently to the chatter of the two middle-aged women.

"Or else Sister Kinar may be looking for face, she may also woo the Lady to be allowed to stay in the main house," said her friend again.

"Ih, even though the new child is very hesitant to look for face!" sahut ART is eating vegetables.

"Are you here for work or to gossip?" radit said flatly aware of the two ART people.

He walked towards the refrigerator, and took the ice water there. Hold it straight without pouring it into the glass.

"Eh, Radit! I-I'm sorry, Mom."

Radit looked at the two ART men. Afterwards, he walked out of the kitchen and into his room.

"Basic woman! Very fond of gosipin his own people," murmured the man.

Kinar helped some ART clean up their former dinners. Even though it was forbidden by Sonia's mother, she still did not taste good.

"That's really nice to be able to eat together with the host," said ART aged 4 who was washing dirty dishes.

"Yes, I want you too!" said another friend.

There are 3 ART's in that kitchen. Kinar did not know them, he only knew Bi Isah and also Bi Noni. Only the two were kind and friendly to him. Medium, these three ARTs seemed to show their blatant dislike.

"Enak also yes work only love ASI, but the big salary for food is borne, beuh what we are doing in this kitchen," said one of the other ART.

"I'm sorry, Aunty told me?" said Kinar who began to be upset about the innuendos of three people.

"Huh? No really. Wh why? You feel huh? Good, uh I mean sorry!" said ART who was washing the dishes. Ok, Kinar remembered his name. She's Bi Deni-si the middle-aged woman whose mouth is so sweet between her two friends.

Not wanting any commotion, Kinar chose to pass from the kitchen. He stepped into Alan's room. His son is now seven months old. It felt like just yesterday she gave birth to the tiny baby, but now she is no longer a baby, already a toddler. It has often raved indistinctly, and sometimes flailing about anything that caught his attention with that tiny clenched hand. Duh, even though only left dinner alone, but Kinar had missed Alan.

"Alan's been fed, Bi?" ask Kinar to Bi Isah. Yes, the toddler has eaten her baby porridge by now.

"Already, Ma'am. Maybe it will be another hour, like he has not drowsy too," said Bi Isah rising from the bed.

"Then I'm out, ma'am!" pamit Bi Isah answered Kinar with a nod.

"Hey, don't you want to bust yet, son?" said Kinar menoel the cheek of his son.

Kinar only chuckled at the toddler's unclear chatter.

"Volcano, reed... What the hell is that, son?" Kinar kissed the toddler's face with anxiety.

Alan is getting smarter when babbling, oh don't forget also the action like his father's snack. Late, Kinar suckled her, the toddler would ponder his cries. Kinar had also accustomed Alan to eat rice that he crushed like porridge, as recommended by Pediatricians who often come once a month at the request of Sonia's mother.

Regarding his close relationship with Mother Sonia, in fact Kinar was a bit shy. Sonia's mother was like she still often had a face she could not guess. Sometimes he is flat, sometimes friendly, sometimes also Kinar get reprimanded by Mother Sonia if she is often late to eat. Oh, actually he was on purpose, because he didn't want to eat at night with this host, let alone with Doctor Radit. He still feels hurt with the doctor.

Once also Kinar overslept while guarding Alan, and he was sprayed all-out with Mother Sonia. Kinar still remembered the words of Sonia's mother who was actually not too rude, but she was instead upset and offended until she cried.

"You, Kinar! If you are sleepy you can ask Bi Isah or I who take care of Alan for a while, instead of you living alone Alannya. What if he falls out of bed?"

"Sorry, Mom. I overslept."

"Gosh, why are you crying? I'm not mad at you, Kinar! I just want to next time don't repeat, yeah!"

"Sorry, Mom!"

"Ok, it's okay. Next time you need to be more careful. If it's really sleepy, at least you moved Alan first to the box, yes."

"It has. Don't cry, shame on seeing Alan!"

That's how it happened. Since then, Kinar has always been vigilant in looking after his son. Not afraid of being scolded, he was more thinking about the safety of his son. He was a bit too late at the time. For that he will be even more careful.

...Seriate.......