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Elio In Action's

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"how is Abyan's brother....?"

Louis came closer after I finished talking to Abyan's brother

hhhuuufffftt so miss Abyan Kak with Absyar, how are you.....?

"usually, again sensi because Zu yesterday asked to be picked up here but it was out there was no news"

OOPS!!,

I think I was wrong to talk just now

unconsciously I hit my lips slowly because it was slow to divulge secrets

I looked at Louis who was currently looking at me with his sharp eyes glaring with a glare

why did I forget....?!

"hiwi"

I smiled clumsily with the lips I forced to form a smile line

" explain!"

alamak!, this drama will not open the theater again right....? can run when it is open

"so gini....."

I tried to explain how the story was I could have brother Abyan pick me up to Italy with the language I had polished as well and as softly as possible so as not to nudge the ego of Louis who seemed to be stuck just now

hhuufffttt

Louis breathed heavily

I don't know how many times my ears have heard heavy breathing today, and the cause is me.....? astagfirullah

he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, his hands scooping Elio still hanging around his neck and seducing him to sit on the bed with me

"noooo with Daddy"

not according to Elio even more tightened his embrace on Louis' neck

"ok, ok, with Daddy don't cry"

Louis tried to calm him down again by giving a gentle sweep on his back

"Elio, want to eat banana with Mommy....?"

I tried to seduce Elio who knew this time it worked

"no Mommy, with Daddy"

Elio refused and instead deepened his face in the recesses of Louis' neck

"why Elio.....?"

I asked Louis in a soft voice

"again spoiled"

Louis also replied in a voice that was no less than my voice

"turn the same problem again, do not switch the topic"

oh-ho, getting caught also turns out to be my veiled motive

"i'm not distracting, just weird with Elio's attitude today, afraid he's got a fever or something"

the reason is not entirely the reason, because I am indeed worried about Elio's condition, but there is also a motive to shift the topic

not purely diverting

it's called one pat, two, three dead mosquitoes

"he's okay, God willing.......Zu next time whatever is a burden on Zu's mind, especially about our household, Zu immediately tell me, we try to discuss first, open communication between us is important, do not sideways, do not sideways, but if the problems we face later do not find a bright spot, then we present a party that can help us resolve, do not repeat again yes"

Louis grabbed my hand that didn't hold his cell phone for Louis to hold

"Zu knows this is a reprimand for both of us, a reminder for us not to be repeated in the future"

when Louis said it like that, it was as if it was my fault and his, and it made me somehow a little happy because he didn't put the matter on me completely, he doesn't judge me, even though it's obvious I'm the main culprit

however grateful I was that God made Louis a complement to my life, he was able to see that sometimes the mistake was caused by two parties rather than one-sided

like now, this misunderstanding is because we both have not been able to communicate well, Louis who has not told me about his family and me who is busy perceiving and prejudicing as he likes without even discussing it with Louis

I brought her hand closer to me to feed a light kiss as a sign of forgiveness

"i'm also sorry I haven't been able to take good care of Zu"

Louis did the same thing as I did before

"in the meantime, Dzuhur, we worshipers, need the help of tayammum....?"

Louis offered before standing up from the bed

"no need, Zu can be alone, God willing, how Elio continues, he has not bathed from morning"

"i bathed him first"

"could....?"

it's not that I underestimated it just like today it would be a little difficult to do that, given the attitude of Elio who still hangs like that and does not want to be dropped from Louis's sling

"no"

"daddy's spirit"

I tried to cheer up with a slightly anxious and slightly horrified heart

Louis went to the bathroom, leaving me busy preparing for congregational prayer

I opened the Qur'an in Louis's advanced phone, knowing that my phone lay somewhere I didn't know, I just prayed that it wasn't the bad guys who found it

"Zo, please"

Louis came out of the bathroom as I was drowning and was washed away in the beautiful temples of lafadz-lafadz of the Qur'an in a terrible condition

all over her body was wet with clothes that were still complete as before entering earlier, only different, her hair was messy with soap foam and Elio who was no longer wearing his clothes in the same position, he said, still hanging in Louis' arms

louis' right hand was in trouble to cover Elio's tiny body with a towel while his left hand he used to hold Elio to avoid falling

"o Allah, this is why it can be wet....? run out nyemplung where.....? shower's busted....?"

"please help first"

I was also confused to help how, my wounds had indeed begun to dry, but to carry Elio and get out of bed....? I'm not sure I can stand up straight, I might even suck at the impression

"not able to go there, bring here his son, it's okay to get wet later ask his nurse's sister to call the janitor"

inevitably, Louis approached the bed by leaving a puddle on the floor quite a lot, just like a new person in a heavy rain with large water droplets

"Elio, baby, with Mommy ok, Daddy wants to take a shower" (Elio, baby, with Mommy ok, Daddy wants to take a shower first)

Louis took Elio down quickly and ran to the bathroom leaving Elio crying in my lap and calling Louis, who had disappeared behind the bathroom door

fortunately, he did not slip earlier

if we slip, the longer we will be in the hospital

"baby, don't cry, Daddy Will be back soon, ok, it's ok baby" (honey, don't cry Daddy later back ko', ok, that's okay baby)

I tried to calm Elio who was still at home crying, not as usual Elio was at home crying even though he was with me, usually he will gradually calm down if I have embraced it, but this....? there was something wrong with Elio

"wuuaaaaa.....Daddy.....Daddy"

the crying is not getting louder and getting louder, I'm afraid it will damage his vocal cords later

Louis came out of the bathroom in a better condition, although it could not be said neatly, he came out with a short shirt next door because of the wrong buttons

I tried my hardest to ignore it, before he got closer and grabbed Elio

it is not good to laugh at people in distress

Elio quickly stood up from my lap and jumped towards Louis who was already standing on the edge of the bed

my heart raced in shock at Elio's slightly dangerous behavior

"Astagfirullah haladzim"

"ay Allah"

louis and I both cried out in surprise

"sit here"

I patted the empty spot on the side of the bed and asked Louis to sit there

I'm trying to justify the wrong button on his shirt

sometimes being a parent needs more energy and patience, especially to deal with children the age of Elio

"thank you"

"thank you back"

...~TBC~...