Special Maid For Om Duda
Papah champ

My ears were tingled with the sound of laughter from a very happy husband, with a lazy feeling I opened these eyes. I also developed a smile when my husband laughed more and more crisp.

"What the hell is it?" I asked why my husband just looked at Iko who was laughing with crispy.

"Try me to see Iko is sleeping, but laughs to herself, and Mas laughs he laughs more and more with a wide, funny, really," the husband said with his index finger pointing at our child whose eyes were closed, but his lips were laughing as if playing in his dream.

"Maybe Iko knew that Mas was playing," I replied, but I felt the same opium when I heard our son's laughter.

"Well, where's Mamih? Wasn't Lydia lying down with Mamih?" I asked who had just realized that my mother-in-law was no longer in our room.

"Mamih has come home, maybe just ten minutes ago, maybe even just out of this residential gate," replied the same husband with mother-in-law happy to kiss the body of baby Iko, Iko, the smell of egg oil and baby powder seems more tempting than expensive parfurm that cost tens of millions

"Home home? Why don't you wake up Lydia?" ask again, I became mersa not good where my in-laws play even overslept.

"Say Mamih pity, surely you are also soybean. Let's get here again tomorrow. Sure enough, Mamih certainly did not feel at home in his rum again. Mamih can be more at home in our house, just now was a guest, but can not be the same that has. So inevitably have to go home, rather than angry papih right," kelakar mas husband, I was happy to hear that my mother-in-law likes the existence of Iko, Iko, that's a sign this baby came indeed for the conflagration of our household happiness.

"Thankfully Lydia has in-laws like Mamih and Papih Sony who are all well," I said as I tilted my body to look at Iko who seemed very comfortable sleeping in her new home.

"I'm lucky to have a good in-law, is it unlucky to have a good husband like me?" mas Aarav asked with a sharp look at me. I also chuckled at the husband's question. Well, I know he's just jealous because I only praise Mamih and Papih in-laws, without any praise with kang mas bojo.

"What poetry wants to do to prove the gratitude that somehow Lydia had to express. All the ways that have been used for Lydia revealed, even in the line of prayer to the Creator the name Mas into the top order, lacking any evidence?" I asked by looking back at my husband. We too were lost in a loving view.

"Champion wake up, see Mother you are trying to seduce Papah," husband and husband fight as a little whiz. According to the orders of the husband. Iko also stretched her body with her small hands as if punching.

For a while we were silent to our adorable hero, from his behavior always gave peace of heart. A fortune also Iko is not a fussy child proof he woke up immediately play his fingers and look around and pay attention to what he might think is very strange.

"The nitip mas for a while well, Lydia wants to make milk for the hero," said I who do not wait for approval from the husband mas, because the answer is very sure if it is definitely possible especially for his son.

I also went down to the bottom which is already deserted. "Bok, Auntie-Auntie's already home all right?" I asked Mbok Jum who was tidying things up in the refrigerator.

"It's already Ma'am, but said Nyoya Misel tomorrow there is a Aunt who will come to help in this house one more, one more, he said that Mbok alone pity this house is twice the size of the previous house," replied Mbok Jum, well it is really spacious and also the furniture that the nurse must really not be wrong because I believe the choice of Amora goods for the nurse is a special occasion, the more expensive the goods precisely to take care of it the more difficult, the more difficult it is, and it takes precision.

"Yes already should be rich that, if Mbok alone pity too, especially now Lydia there is Iko so can not help much," I reply, it does not take long after the milk so, so, I went back upstairs too.

This is Baby Iko again told the same story by Aarav...

How serious the face of the baby, rich again think physics formula....

However, again I see the husband is not like that. "Horaz... Iko's milk has come. Iko was thirsty loh Bun, no sabal until crying," a husband who imitated the voice of a child.

"Kan makes his grandson much darling, so long," I answered while giving milk to the husband who was carrying baby Iko.

"Tomorrow, just move one dispenser in this room and a small table for Iko's milk stock so as not to go up and down, besides the cape also pity if Iko is left in the room alone," said the husband, though I had also had thoughts like that, but it turned out to be the same in advance as the husband of the plan.

"Hehehe, just wanted to say that, but already the same papa jagaan Iko, "my words while sitting staring at the romance of his father and son.

"Mas, can Lydia ask you a question?" I think this is a very fitting moment if I ask about David, my curious soul will not stop if I do not know the truth.

Mas Aarav who was focused on holding the dot Iko and Iko who looked very much should also turn his eyes towards me. With a gaze containing a question Aarav stared deeper and deeper.

"Ask what? About Siska?" guess Mas Aarav who was clear I shook my head.

"No, I think the relationship with Aarav from the beginning is clear, so I think there is enough information about Siska, unless indeed if Mas Aarav does still have a secret with Sister Siska who is deliberately covered from Lydia," I said casually. Well, it's like that, I feel that Sister Siska is not a threat that is too much for me because from the beginning Mas Aarav has been very open about his ex-wife, he said, and the few times I met directly with Ms. Siska made me know quite a lot of her character which I consider not too much of a hindrance in my household matters.

"Oh, kirain wants to ask about him, keep asking what dong, the auras of his face anyway it seems the question is very heavy if the true gift must be great," said Mas Aarav, kelakar, now there has been a lot of progress there is a joke unlike the first to know a very stiff dry kanebo and talk also yes as needed, as needed, now mostly hang out with me mas Aarav I admit there has been a lot of progress in addition to a lot of chatting also a lot of jokes.

"It's about David." I lowered my head for a glance and afterwards looked at Mas Aarav with a quite serious gaze.

Mas Aarav seemed to frown, "David what's wrong with David? Is there anything interesting about him?" mas Aarav asked with a soft voice and a confused look.

Seriate...

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