
Alessandro brought Cio downstairs, as they planned to have lunch outside. While back there, Boby tailed the two men while grumbling.
"Anjirrr, I'm being bullied by a boy!" he said with such a wide step. Until they reached the basement, Cio even sulked because the milk was not as delicious as the mother made.
"It's not good, Cio doesn't want mimi!" exclaimed the handsome boy with pursed lips.
"This one has been made with Uncle Boby, it feels the same, darling," said Alessandro, he continued to sigh.
"Nob a millipede like Mommy's."
"Mommy's got it, obviously, Cio. That part is your ex-Daddy, it's stale," Boby said, not wanting to be blamed. Because he just poured without seeing the dose.
Hearing that certainly makes Alessandro immediately delicates. "Which one do you talk about, Njingg? Don't macem, my son is still innocent!" Cetus father of two children by bringing the face closer to Boby, did not want the brain of his son polluted early on.
"Well, which bontot talks about? I have nothing to say, Al. I have one at home too!" balas Boby.
"Daddy," whined Cio with a riled face, because the father even argued with his best friend. He shook his body, eager to throw a bottle of milk at Boby's face.
"What, Honey? Uncle made it fit, didn't he, Uncle?" Alessandro asked for a defense from Boby, and of course immediately responded with a nod of the head.
"Hooh really. I made it fit for Mommy."
"Son, the weather's different. Here's Daddy lacain!" cio said as he held out the milk bottle towards his father's mouth.
"Daddy's drinking Cio's milk, Daddy's a big one."
"Isn't it Daddy's malem mimi vinegar?"
Alessandro immediately wavered, from where did his son know that he likes to suck Arabella's property? This little man's feelings never caught him.
"Bad lu maennya!" timpal Boby from behind the steering wheel, who then got a fist from Alessandro.
"Gosah goes along, I've never been in front of him!"
"Well, what is that?"
"By lupain. Here's the bottle of miminya," said Alessandro to divert the conversation by asking for the bottle of milk the child. "Because Cio doesn't want mimi, so just make Uncle yeah, Uncle made it."
"Al, don't be weird!" sergeant Boby. However, with prancing glee Cio agreed with his father's idea. Makes Boby gape.
"Yes, benel, Uncle only has Cio."
"Well, abisin! Told to make a real one, you are just as hell!" ketus Alessandro handed his son's milk bottle to his best friend.
"Well, can you resign anyway?" pouty Boby glanced back at Alessandro and Cio.
"Ck, die my way, Al!"
***
"Bab, go back to the company again, he said Lily was there, let Cio go home with him later," Alessandro said as they were on their way home from the restaurant. Because Lily called her father. However, instead of being calm because the stomach was full, the two adult men were even more tormented by the sound produced by Cio's toy.
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Tekotek kotek ….
"I want to be smart to know Moya, if I have a toy balu," said Cio with a big smile, a few moments ago in front of the restaurant there is a toy salesman. As an active child, of course Cio is interested, let alone the toy produces sounds that he considers fun.
"But the play is slow well, it's a heavy object, '" Alessandro said with a lethargic face. But keep an eye on the child.
"I play it, Dad. Nih see," he exclaimed enthusiastically.
Kotek kotek kotek …
Kotek kotek kotek …
Cio laughs.
Hah, it feels like Boby wants to stuff his ears. Because toys are rampant, not at home, on the streets, anywhere, there is just the sound of the toy. Only in the office of the source of his calm, but now Cio had ruined everything.
"You're not my best friend's son, I threw it out!" swear Boby with a face.
The atmosphere in the car is really never quiet, until they arrive at the company. Alessandro immediately took his son aboard, to reach Ghara's room.
Without knocking on the door, the man went straight into his son's room. However, he was stunned, because Lily was playing the same thing, with Cio's.
"Well, Cio has one too. Here playing with Brother," cried Lily, making Cio immediately get off the sling of the father.
"Have I bought it before Daddy's cama."
And they play it at the same time. While everyone could only watch with gaping mouths.
"Ck, fiks, later malem I love the real lato-lato, let me mauenin as much as possible!" cetus Ghara swung his hand into the air.
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Fiks, it's rampant banget🤣🤣