Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
108. Seonggok Flour
"What are you doing?" Asked Fajira while sitting on a chair, he massaged his head that felt dizzy because he saw what the child and her husband were doing.
"Sorry Brother, Mother. Brother wanted to make Mother breakfast. But even like this" said Fajri looked down sad and made Fajira unable to hold back his anxiety.
"Is anyone ready, son?" Ask Fajira and only in reply by Fajri.
"Dad?"
"Sorry, Honey"
"Huft" Fajira tried to hold back his laughter seeing the faces of the two handsome men already stained by a lump of flour.
"Now, what do you want to do?"
"Pancake, Mother" replied Fajri.
"That's what materials have you put in son?"
"hmm what was Dad? Aji forgot" asked Fajri while grinning.
"New flour dear" said Irfan scratching his nape.
"why not make a sandwich? it's simpler"
"We want to make a new one, baby. Yes, the choice is just this"
"Yes, here mother help ya" said Fajira was about to stand, but in the attack by Irfan.
"No! sit dear. Let me do it" said Irfan.
"iya mother. Mother just sit down, let Aji who befriend" Fajri moved from the table and sat next to Fajira and hugged and kissed the beautiful angel.
"Good morning unfortunately brother," muach...
"Morning is also an ugly Brother" said Fajira mimicking the voice of a small child.
"Sugly kok Mommy anyway? Brother is handsome" Fajri's murmur did not accept.
"hahaha, look at the mirror first baby. Dad too" said Fajira laughing.
The two handsome men rushed towards the large mirror located in the living room. How surprised they were when that handsome face was already white.
"astaga! it's just as fast as holding back her laughter from earlier, bang!" irfan told Fajri.
"yes dad, wow now Aji looks more like Dad! It's really huaa. Aji must wash his face first so that Aji's good looks do not decrease" the little man cried and passed from the front of Irfan to the bathroom.
While Irfan just smiled wryly. Again Fajri overcame it burik, fortunately darling, so he thought. He returned to the kitchen and saw Fajira still giggling while stirring the dough to make Pancakes.
"honey, why didn't you talk about it?" irfan hugged Fajira from behind and rubbed his wife's distended stomach gently.
"hehe, when else can I see that your handsome face is blasphemous, Mas,"
"his cruelty" whined spoiled Irfan. What a cold CEO title that disappeared somewhere if he was already in the house, especially if it was with his son and wife.
"Here first, wash your face" Remove Fajira who has finished stirring the dough.
"Here let me make it" said Irfan seizing the pot containing the dough from his wife's hand.
"how is it, baby?" irfan's grin who doesn't know how sara makes Pancakes.
Fajira can only comment on his smile, he teaches Irfan how to make anti-failure pancakes. Fajira's hand coiled around Irfan's waist and stroked him gently.
"be careful!" said Fajira who saw Irfan very stiff when pouring the dough into teflon.
"yes baby. What like?" Tanya Irfan. He took a large spoon and poured it over teflon and slightly widened its diameter.
"yes. Be careful not to gosong lo!"
"yes" Irfan looked at Fajira softly.
I don't know who started, they momentarily closed their eyes while enjoying the sweetness of one another's kiss. Irfan holds his wife's waist in anticipation of something unexpected happening.
"eh Brother is done, baby?" asked Fajira who was embarrassed, he walked up to his little man and sat on a chair.
"Mother why the hell still choose a father compared to Aji. What is the lack of Aji in the eyes of the mother? The father was bury mother" Fajri's murmur was upset, but made Fajira glare in shock at Fajri's vocabulary.
"Where did you get that word from, baby?. Can't say parents like that, son, sin lo" said Fajira raised his eyes together with a restrained smile
"Sorry Mommy, but you're a bad boy, right?" the little man made sure.
"apologize to you son!"
"huh, Aji's father apologized yes, already said father burik, although in fact the father was a burik anyway" said Fajri laughing, even Fajira was not able to hold his laughter.
Haha... The mother and son laughed, even ART was there to laugh because of Fajri's behavior.
"Yes, dad is stern. I hope Dedenya looks like a father too. Let me have a friend later" said Irfan relaxed while buying Pancake.
"Mother!" squeak Fajri with fusill eyes.
"Hahaha, it's dear. Don't disturb me, then our breakfast is not ready" said Fajira giggled amused, as well as Fajri.
Fajri chooses to disturb his sister who is still in the stomach. The little man spoke as if his sister was already in sight. Irfan continued his cooking. Until all the ingredients are finished he made, Irfan immediately served on the table.
"Done... Let's have breakfast" take Irfan. He took Fajri and Fajira a few pieces of Pancake and poured honey on it.
"Thank you, Dad" said Fajira smiling as she received a plate containing Pancake from Irfan's hand.
"sama-sama, dear. Well this is for Brother" Irfan handed the plate to Fajri.
"Abang wants to wear daddy jam. I don't want to use honey"
"Yes already" Irfan picked up brown jam for the handsome prince.
"Thank you, Dad"
"Together, darling. Eat a lot of it"
The ARTs stared at Irfan without blinking. Only this time the long-time Master became their master, willing to serve a family like this. But a smile also rose from their lips.
Thankfully, the Ice Pole has melted, May the life of the master always be given happiness until death separates. Bathin bi Yuri looked at them with a smile and teary eyes.
"Father Add" said Fajri with a mouth that had been blown.
"it's a pity. eat a lot of yes" Irfan said withholding his smile.
The breakfast was very warm and happy. After they finished eating, they immediately prepared to go to one of the shopping centers in the city to buy Baby girl supplies that will be born in a few months.
"Dad later Aji want to buy Dede a lot of dolls for grandpa huh. Can I father?" said Fajri staring at Irfan who was carrying him.
They just got out of the room and walked towards the car that was parked in the courtyard of the mansion.
"maybe baby, but the dedenya can't play dolls"
"prepare first Dad, Later Aji can not buy it again"
"why would Aji like to say, baby?"
"dad, Kan soon Dede will be born. So Aji will be busy looking after dede, right Mommy?" irfan chuckled.
"yes baby. Let's take a car first" said Fajira invites them to take a car and rush to the shopping center which is not far from their home.
The luxury car was moving slowly cleaving the streets that are quite empty of riders, because today is Sunday, where they prefer to rest while exercising for a moment.
Fajri looks busy with his phone from now on, he notes what he will buy later, both the equipment and the needs of his sister who will be born soon
Until the car stopped in the lobby of the large building slowly. Fajira and his small family immediately got out of the car and walked cautiously towards a special shop for children's clothing.
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To be continue