So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
86. Hmnya Tanjung

Suri is basically an independent and courageous child, so adapting to taking care of a child is pretty easy for her.

A week after giving birth, Suri did not feel the need to be accompanied by a doctor anymore. Just need Tanjung's help if Suri takes a bath, Rana must be supervised so that he is calm.

The rest of Suri did it herself. Especially because the Tanjung apartment is also empty, so there are not many gaps that must be infiltrated to be cleaned.

The discussion about Arul has never been revealed again. He doesn't know why Tanjung lied to him about Arul, but for now, Suri just wants a break.

"Here you go, Papa. The boy wants to eat."

Tanjung is even more cowardly than Suri about her son.

It took him days to be convinced that holding Rana did not break the bones of his son.

Tanjung even often angry with Suri if he changed the clothes of the child, because according to Cape Suri very rude way. In the eyes of Tanjung, holding Rana was already quite rough.

Suri saw the other side of the Cape which was unusually unexpected.

He was afraid of hurting a child. He doesn't like to hear his son cry for a second. He even broke out in cold sweat when Rana jolted in her sleep.

He always thought his son was in danger. And that makes Tanjung always want to protect her.

"His body pinch was well, Papa." Suri leaned on the Cape while breastfeeding Rana.

According to Suri, this was the most palatable position where he leaned back, Tanjung placed her chin on her shoulder and heard the faint sound of Rana's whispering.

While breastfeeding, Suri hummed a little. Makes the Rana occasionally look moving in response.

"Lo also said dong." Suri muttered to his father in the back. "Let him hear the voice of his father."

Tanjung remains Tanjung, anyway. Silence is everything.

"You said it, son. Papa how is diem? Dad sang for Rana too."

But it's funny to imagine Tanjung singing. Although it seems impossible, because talking to Rana alone he almost never.

He's just talking to Suri.

"Why aren't you open?" Like this. He saw Rana, curious about Rana, asking Suri. "He's sleeping?"

"The little boy hasn't seen anything at this age, Papa."

Quiescent.

Quiescent.

Keep making noise again.

"Why are his hands moving?"

Suri held Rana's hand which was indeed twitching. "Diem, Son."

But his hand was immediately pushed aside by the Cape, as if Rana was injured. "Don't be rude."

The guy he was rude.

"Lo loves Rana more than me?"

Tanjung looked at him with an expression of 'indeed questionable?'.

It felt that if Suri's heart was not airy, he mocked this man. But well, Suri didn't see it very bad either. If Tanjung has affection for small children, it means she has a soft side.

There is no point in being jealous of a child.

There's nothing.

"But by the way," Suri put her head on Tanjung's shoulder, sinking in the arms that also supported Suri's hand so as not to be sore holding Rana, "we moved aja, yuk."

"What?"

"It's better if early in the morning bring Rana sunbathing in the park with a lot of oxygen. It's not that it's not good here, it's just that it's healthier."

Tanjung Tinggi Apartment, and difficult to go anywhere because Suri had to go down, was greeted by a protocol road full of pollution.

"Where?"

Tanjung put her face on the side of Suri's face. "Hm."

Hmnya Tanjung is the approval of all Suri requests.

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