Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
158. Mother and Son

In the morning, the sun still looks embarrassed to show itself. Ivanna, the little girl had roused the whole house, because she wanted to go to school again with her brother.

"Abang, let's get up! we go to school, it's late!" ivanna shook the body of Fajri who was still asleep.

"Abang! ohhh, let's get up!" ivanna was upset.

"Dad! It's sunday, baby! we're not in school!" said Fajri serak.

"astaga, it's only 4 o'clock in the morning! here sleep again brother!" peeking Fajri was surprised when he saw the wall clock, he laid Ivanna down and immediately hugged the beautiful girl.

"Huh? So Sunday's brother doesn't go to school?" Ivanna asked coldly.

"no, hon. School from monday to Saturday. Now bobo! mom's dad will wake up!" fajri closed his eyes again.

"Ang? Dede's? why are you guys noisy? it's too early to wake up!" said Fajira hoarsely and still closed his eyes while hugging Irfan. He slept on a sofa bed not far from the bed.

"Dede wants Buna's school!, yuk, we go to school!" ivanna's whining is trying to escape Fajri's embrace.

"it's Sunday, baby, school's off! Later, we will take a walk around the complex, but sleep first!" fajira said he fell asleep again.

"Well the queen's mother! hehe..." Ivanna chuckled in Fajri's arms.

Ivanna closed her eyes, but after a while she did not fall asleep either. The little girl looked at the handsome face that was holding her gently.

"sleep, deck!" said Fajri and managed to surprise the sweet girl.

Fajri smiled as he stroked Ivanna's back so that her sister could fall asleep again. After confirming Ivanna was asleep, Fajri soon followed her sister to dreamland.

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As Fajira promised, they did the morning walk on this beautiful Sunday. Irfan, Fajri and Fajira walk side by side, in contrast to the sweet girl. He looked tired even though he walked a little. Now he was carried by Irfan with a cold face that had emanated from his face.

"Dad, look at that! someone sells chicken porridge! We'll have breakfast there, okay?" Take Fajira.

"wah, Brother wants Mother! Can you Dad?" ask Fajri with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, already! Yuk, we're going there!" invite Irfan

They immediately stopped by the small, still quiet tavern. The distinctive aroma of chicken porridge smelled and caressed their noses. Without waiting for long, Fajira immediately ordered 3 servings and took a seat each.

"Buna, how come there's only three messages?" asked Ivanna.

"Dede eat the same mother, baby!"

"soon?" his protest.

"later if Dede messages themselves do not run out lo! mubadzir,"

"uh!" Ivanna grunted asbal.

This little girl has a slightly dissident and also stubborn nature than Fajri. It is indeed the son of Irfan!, that is how Mama called this little girl.

Before long their order came, Ivanna frowned at the dish before her.

"Buna, what is it?" asked the little girl.

"it's chicken porridge, baby. Mother will often make this!" said Fajira smiling as she rubbed Ivanna's head gently.

"does it feel the same?" ivanna asked more and more.

"we try it!" Fajira tried the porridge and soaked up the delicious taste.

Gleck...

"Buna, Dede wants to. Dede wants!" ivanna pulled Fajira's hand.

"Shortly, yeah! it's still hot, baby!" luckily Fajira always carries a portable fan, so he can cool the slurry without having to blow it first.

"it's baby, open his mouth!"

hup...

Ivanna accepted the bribe, her face frowning in dislike.

"Buna, how does it feel the same? got better Buna!" ivanna's successful chirps made them glare in shock.

Fajira immediately smothered the little girl's mouth while raising her eyes.

"can't say that, baby!" fajira whispers.

"hhhmmmppphh.." shouted Ivanna in a mouth that was still in the mouth.

"can't say that anymore, yeah!"

"yes, Buna!" ivanna said pouting.

"mauuu!"

Fajira bribes her daughter until the porridge is toilet, while Irfan and Fajri just shake their heads to watch the morning drama, which always adorns their day.

Until the chicken porridge was toilet, Fajira immediately paid the bill does not luma wrap a portion for mothers who are still at home. He saw the chicken porridge merchant put on his sour face because he listened to Ivanna's words earlier.

"this, Sir! More for your father!" fajira is friendly.

"thank you!" sniff the merchant.

"You don't be rude to my wife!" ruffled Irfan and made the merchant surprised.

"Already, Mom! Let's go!" Fajira immediately pulls Irfan off before the unwanted thing happens.

"the porridge is not good, Mother!" ivanna said a little hard to make the merchant's face more sour.

Fajira and Fajri re-enlarge their eyes when they listen to the words of Ivanna who has a hobby of fishing for a commotion.

"dad, it can't be like that!" the first warning came out of Fajira's mouth.

Ivanna was silent, she was very unhappy if there was anything rude to her mother.

"But the old man was mean to Buna, Dede didn't like it!" ivanna answered Fajira.

"Already, deck!" fajri.

"Dedek doesn't like it, bang! Your mother's yes was put on a sentence like that, 'will not be polite her name!" sulcan Ivanna was upset.

"you also often sniff the same Mother, deck!" Delik Fajri's.

"where is there? dede was a good, obedient boy, right, buna?"

"Yes, baby!" fajira.

"well, obediently? you often talk to Mother, hmm! yep! don't want! if not for sure it's glaring at people!" fajri imitates Ivanna's style.

"Where there is ihh. That's the brother who..."

"already!" fajira said firmly and stopped the debate.

Sometimes he does not think about the behavior of his girl who seems cold but does not refuse to argue with anyone.

"but, Buna.. hhmphh" Ivanna's mouth was fixed by Irfan so as not to add new problems.

"Already, deck! Mommy will be angry!" whispered Irfan.

"But, Dad, it's Dede who said it's true!" whiskey Ivanna.

"iya, right! don't provoke Mother's anger anymore, baby!"

"alright!"

Ivanna's face changed again in cold mode. He just looked around with a flat look. Fajira only grimaced because he got a child with a rare type.

Was I wrong when I was pregnant? why do I have a super kid like this. Huhhhhh... I just want to have a normal child. Bathin Fajira grimacing.

They immediately walked home, keeping quiet with each other. Until the words of Ivanna make Fajira smile they are perfect.

"Bag, we'll learn, yeah! Teach Dede to read, write, count, whatever it is. If you want to teach Dede how to make a plane can also. where you know Dede can make a big bibi robot!" ivanna looked at Fajri seriously.

"well, finally the mother's child wants to learn, thank God. We'll learn together, baby!" pekik Fajira happy.

They walked quickly to get home and taught the little girl all kinds of things. He felt very enthusiastic because their efforts to introduce lessons to the girl succeeded.

"we take a shower, we learn, baby!" said Fajira carrying Ivanna to her room.

"branch also shower yes, baby!"

"yes, Mother!"

They immediately rushed to clean the body. Before long, about 20 minutes of water play was over.

Fajira immediately carried Ivanna to the library room that had a study desk there. As well as Fajri and Irfan, their faces sparkled while listening to the little girl's request.

Fajira painstakingly taught his son, starting from letters and numbers, how to read them and much more. Ivanna who is already smart to quickly memorize and understand what is described by Fajira.

The young mother's face sparkled with delight at the progress of her son. I want to feel like she is crying right now. But all must be lost when he gets a duty call from the hospital if there are patients who suffer from heart disease, must get treatment quickly because there is no heart doctor who can be contacted.

Fajira immediately prepared and left her son and husband for duty.

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TO BE CONTINUE