Siri Sir Doctor's Wife
Quality Time (1)

Time goes by so fast and tat is realized. It has now been six years since the marriage of Doktet Radit and Kinar. Radit is still in hospital, while Kinar chooses to take care of his children and pursue a career in fashion with his in-laws.

"Dad, which Mother?" asked Alan who was five and a half years old.

Radit who was reading the hospital report in the living room ofa turned to his first son. This weekend, he didn't work. So, the time he spent at home looking after his children, while Kinar went with his mother. His father chose to fish with his friends.

"Mom to go a little while with Grandma, honey?" sahut Radit closed the map he had just read.

"Where are your sisters?" radit asked Alan who stood looking at him with his innocent face.

"They're ignorant, Dad! The half-life of worms in Bi Isah's sandals. Fortunately Bi Isah is not hanging," said Alan reported the behavior of his two ignorant twin brothers.

"Where are they now?" Radit stood up from his seat.

"At the security guard post to fight Mr. Dodi said." Alan replied by walking first to invite the father to see the behavior of his two sisters.

"El, you'll be in Yah, where?" asked the three-and-a-half-year-old to his twin. They stood in front of the security guard post. There was no one in the post, maybe Mr. Dodi was making coffee inside. (El, how will you get angry with Dad?)

"No, Mas Al. Jan said he knew Yah bial dak dak diah," replied the other boy. (No, Mas Al. Don't tell Dad not to get angry.)

"Now!" Althan Putra Ghifari shows his finger which forms the letter O.

"Mas Al iatin lau there Bang tama Well, yes. That's the pennies, ot?" (Mas Al sawin if there is a brother with Dad, yes. I stole the candy, okay?)

Althan nodded. Meanwhile, Elthan-his travels began to sneak into the guard post approaching the table in the small space. Althan was standing guard behind him as well crouching around.

"Ehem!"

Deheman's voice was heard. Althan and Elthan who were crouched behind the table turned to each other.

"Duh, Mas Al. Tanan belisik anti taunan," said El half annoyed. (Duh, Mas Al. Don't make any noise to get caught.)

"That's it, El!" deny Al to his sister. (I'm not noisy, El!)

"Ehem!"

"Tuh tan, Mas Al belisik. Aem aem is transparent anti-tita taunan," said El scowled with his face that is so adorable for adults who see it. (That's right, Mas Al is noisy. Ham hem will be caught by us later)

"Ih dibilanin butan atu. El tok eyel's." Al again denied with his neutrality which showed annoyance. (Ih said it wasn't me. El kok ngeyel)

"A-"

"Sir Dodi, there's this thief!" shouted Radit who was already standing leaning on the guard post door frame with a netra staring flat at the two boys who were still crouching beside the table.

"Well!" The two three-year-old boys immediately stood up with such a funny surprised face.

Mr. Dodi who had just returned with his coffee cup shut his mouth held back laughter because of the actions of the two twin boys Doctor Radit. While Alan stood beside his father with a mocking face on his two younger siblings.

"What, hem? Let's say, who taught you how to steal?" radit asked with his face.

"Bang Tok said Dad!" frowning El looked at Alan. (Bag tell me Dad!)

"Eh, even mad at her brother, here you two I want to talk!"

Radit walked first to the wooden bench in the yard. Followed by his three sons who stood with their heads bowed before the Father who sat with a firm face.

"Dad asked who taught you to steal, hem?" radit asked with his face.

"Ndn't exist, Dad. El mau maem pelmen kalena pemen unya El diimpen Unda," said El with a downcast face. (Nothing, Dad. El wants to eat candy because candy has El diimpen Mother)

Radit nodded. Then switch to Althan.

...Seriate.......

...Vote as the gift yes do not forget...