Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
109. Irfan and Fajri, again?
Their footsteps stopped at one of the most well-equipped Baby supply stores there. Fajira began to look at whatever was interesting in his eyes. The view was fixed on the shelf of the baby girl's clothes. He looked with sparkling eyes at the cute and beautiful clothes that were on display there.
"wow, are the clothes nice, Mother? sure Dede looks pretty wearing this shirt, that, that too!" Show Fajri sparkling to see the complete clothes that are there.
"yes, Honey. You also want to pick a shirt for Dede?"
"must Mother. Yuk we choose" said Fajri smiling while holding Fajira's hand to choose the equipment needed later.
While Irfan was already wandering around looking for some interesting items in his eyes. He chose baby walkers, bathtubs, places to eat and several other supplies, ranging from small items to large items.
Fajri, the little guy looks serious about taking some things according to the list he made earlier. He looked around and observed whether the clothes were safe or not for his sister later.
"This mom is good, right?" asked Fajri when he saw a small pink dres hanging beautifully on one of the displays there.
"yes dear" Fajira smiled.
For a long time they were looking for equipment, until Fajira gave up, he felt tired because he stood too long.
"honey, Mommy sat there first huh, son. Mother is tired! Just keep going first, then find dad!" said Fajira rubbed his stomach.
"yes Mother. here Aji help ya"
"yes, baby, thank you."
Fajri took Fajira to one of the seats there. The little man made sure that his mother was fine, by helping to gently rub the angel's back.
"Are we going home, Mother?" ask Fajri worried.
"hmm? no papa dear. not enough equipment?"
"yet mother,"
"yes already. You look for me first, son,"
"yes mother, does Mommy not papa if you live alone?" ask Fajri to make sure.
"no papa dear" Fajira smiled as she rubbed Fajri's head.
"yes already then Brother look for father first yes, mother be careful here. If there's anything fast call brother yes, Mother!"
"yes sweetheart"
Fajri passed from there leaving Fajira in that waiting chair. He stroked his back slowly which felt tired due to standing for too long.
Fajira feels pregnant which is now much different when she conceived Fajri first. Now he is more spoiled and more easily tired, while during the first pregnancy, he was able to walk around several villages every day.
He smiled, remembering those times of struggle. Now he just needs to say what he wants, will be granted quickly without having to weigh what should be first.
Fajira frowned when she saw Fajri coming towards her with a pouting face. The man immediately hugged her and whined, complaining about what Irfan was doing.
"why darling?" ask Fajira while rubbing Fajri's head.
"Father, Mother! Dad bought things for all guys. That's a black stroller, Dede's bath is also dark blue, that's Dede's bed is also taken in brown. My brother doesn't like it!" Adu Fajri who does not like the choice of his father.
"Kan Dede women, if men do not papa, Mother!" he whined not to accept.
Irfan came by carrying some of the items he took earlier, and sure enough, dear to say by Fajri. Fajira also glared at the color that had been taken by Irfan.
"no! Mother look," Sumpul Fajri looked at Irfan annoyed.
"Mas!" call Fajira.
"yes baby. Here I've gathered needs for our son" ucp Irfan excited.
"happily, it can be used by women as well.this color is neutral lo!" irfan.
"Dad, isn't there any pink or peach or white? If the dedenya man no problem lo, Daddy!" sergeant Fajri is becoming.
"Do you still want to argue?" said Fajira horror staring at the two handsome men.
"huh, when can father and brother stop fighting like this, berating mulu, is not tired?. Brother, let me choose what you want to love to dede, you do not forbid brother to take what you want.
Dad too! isn't her daughter why buy all dark color? Are you not afraid of your image falling because of your behavior like this? what if someone sees it, baby?" said Fajira massaging his temple.
"Sorry mother" said Fajri regretted.
"sorry baby. Nobody saw it either, I rented the shop until we finished shopping" Irfan smiled scratching his neck.
"are you serious?" ask Fajira while glaring.
"yes sweetheart"
It's only right here with me, Fajri and Mas Irfan. Gini has a rich husband. Bathin Fajira screamed because she heard her husband's words that sounded relaxed.
"hufts... Now dad and brother are sitting here nice. No one moves until you get better. If until Mother finishes choosing the equipment dede, but the same father brother has not improved, do not need to go home! let me go home alone!" fajira threatened the two handsome men.
They looked at Fajira with their eyes bulging. When Irfan was about to protest the young mother, he raised his hand to indicate that he did not receive any more interruptions.
"Until Mommy returns later if it's not better yet, mother goes home alone!" threaten Fajira and pass from there.
While Fajri and Irfan are still quiet with each other. They did not want to budge to exchange the goods that had been taken by Irfan.
"Darling!" call Irfan.
"mmm... I don't want to talk to you, Dad! that's the gear for daddy guys, not for girls!" delik Fajri
Whose son is this? why is his mouth so sniffed like this? .
"This is the only color left, baby. If you don't believe me, let's go back to look for other things, how?" haggard Irfan.
"yes already. But Aji does not want to yes if Dad takes this color again" said Fajri glared at Irfan.
"yes," Irfan smiled anxiously at this behavior of his son.
Lucky baby! irfan screams in the heart. He gave up so that their discussion would stop. The two handsome men went back to the back and chose items that were a little more towards Fajri's wishes. He wants all items pink, white or peach, if there is nothing then he takes a black or blue color that seems neutral.
Almost 15 minutes they exchanged the goods. Once completed, Irfan paid for all the groceries and shop rent today at the cashier table. But after paying all the bills, he heard Fajri strangled because he did not find Fajira in the store.
"Mother's father is not here!" fajri said crying.
"You serious, son?"
"yes, dad. Let's find Mother Father!" fajri said he pulled Irfan's hand.
"send please to my address"
"good sir"
Irfan immediately passed from the store and looked for the whereabouts of Fajira who suddenly disappeared.
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TO BE CONTINUE