Thaha
Mommy and the gang.2.

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my ears are hot!

I complained to Allah many times, because of this, Abaghfirullah

while repeatedly listening to Cleo's explanation of the types of forks, spoons and knives and their respective uses

I even apologized many times when I mispronounced and mispicked the tools

I don't just feel sorry for my ears

but I also feel sorry for Cleo who explained it over and over again

heran, does Cleo not feel thirsty huh....? from there talk continues

my throat is dry

o Allah Zu wanted to cry it felt, it has been an hour and a half passed and this is not over, my back hurts and my sitting can no longer be upright, this is already hot even

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh"

"icom"

Louis came and approached me with Elio, who was perched on his shoulder

Louis approached and I greeted him by kissing the back of his hand and touching it to my forehead

after that I switched to give a soft kiss to Elio in reply to a gentle sweep from Louis at the tip of my head and a kiss full of bonus Elio saliva on my cheek

"please continue, sorry to interrupt"

Louis was about to leave me, and quickly my hand pulled his shirt until his steps stopped

"what's the matter...?"

Louis asked after facing back towards me

I didn't answer, but I looked at him pleading, hoping Louis could understand that, and save me from this bloodless torment

"want to stop....?"

Louis asked in a soft voice

but I'm sure Cleo and Belle heard that too

I nodded enthusiastically, like I got a gift I had long dreamed of

"well, you can continue tomorrow for this class, for Ms.Ysabelle, the class can start after lunch"

I was about to protest, but I said it again when I heard the ultimatum from Louis

"pity Mommy who prepared"

my shoulders slumped back after I was upright because I was happy

"alright"

I should be content with that decision, at least I can be free from today's manners lessons

I just hope that choosing clothes is not as difficult as choosing cutlery

my brain feels like it's no longer able, I better memorize Arabic vocabulary than having to memorize also the function and usefulness of clothing models, geez, pardon

eating utensils that have the same already makes me dizzy

especially clothes

just because of the difference in location so different how to use it

if clothes...?, different colors how to wear or how to.....?

tau ah dizzy!

astagfirullah haladzim, call me tuh

I am sometimes confused by this one human nature, when God gives them a lot of ease, why do they even take the difficult path....?

God has given complete rules, perfect rules, but why do many of the people who are even struggling to busy themselves with the rules they make themselves....? rules that are not even necessarily good for them, or worse yet they are bad for them

suppose that in the rules governing man's relationship with himself, the matter of food and clothing, God has given the rules, God forbids us to eat and drink unclean food, but there are still many people who violate it

there are even foods and drinks that are forbidden by God for consumption but they instead make a rule where food and drink must be there at one event

wine, for example, or alcohol is not a taboo even in some places

after that what...?, they mabok, forget themselves, not controlled and do strange things even to do criminal things that trouble himself and the people around him

I let out a sigh of resignation, I can only ask and admonish Mommy not to ask me to do other strange things more than learn the way to eat and choose clothes

I agreed because Mommy said this only for this time, and Mommy promised that tomorrow's way would be nothing more than a family dinner

and I'm sure Louis won't let me do something God doesn't like

"patience is ok, this time only, do not forget to ask Berta to prepare food and drinks for them, I work first"

"in my God, Elio, want to play with Mommy....?" (in God's word, Elio, want to play with Mommy....?"

I reached out my hand asking Elio to accompany me

Elio immediately greeted him after instilling a kiss on Louis' cheek

disposable Tumben kissed cheek, whereas Louis would not go anywhere, he would just crouch in the workroom with his beloved papers

"patient patient man God loves"

back Louis gave a soft sweep at the top of my head before leaving me and disappearing into the study

I turned my gaze to Cleo and Belle who were both sitting in their liking positions, it seemed like they had immediately forgotten the ethics lesson just now, not his student, his teacher was the same

I went to the kitchen and asked Berta to bring snacks for Cleo and Belle, and asked for help to make them heavy meals especially Cleo, he after this instantly returned to the city

I did not dare to try to cook again in the kitchen after dawn was still experiencing a residual attack of seasickness yesterday, I even almost spilled this my stomach beside Louis who was still asleep

luckily, the more the day gets hotter, the nausea the more gradually subsides

I even thought about not attending Mommy's show tomorrow night, and getting seasick as an excuse

but I said that when I heard Mommy

" just take it easy, we're not going to get on a ship, but an airplane"

out of nowhere Mommy knows the vocabulary of "flying ship", I'm the original Indonesian who has never used the word

said the plane, more friendly to my brain imagination, than I imagined a ship flying in the air sara say that word....?

had I had a better reason than seasickness, which Mommy could have accepted, I would have been very grateful if there was one

I don't know, I'm dizzy not to mention having to face Belle's explanation later in the day, I better play first with Elio

trying to parse the tired with Elio's adorable behavior

especially now Elio is incarnated into a mini doctor with a toy stethoscope hanging from his shoulder

and I'm kind enough to be his patient

"Elio, are you going to be a doctor when you grow up...?" (Elio, does Elio want to be a doctor when he grows up.?)

Elio stopped his movements that were injecting the back of my hand with a toy spoon

"Mommy, when...I became a doctor's did I still get shot...?" (Mommy, when.... I became a doctor do I still have to be injected...?).

"huh...?, of course, if you are sick, get fever or have stomachche, you will be injected if you have to be" (huh...? of course, if Elio is sick, has a fever, has an upset stomach, Elio will be injected if necessary)

"oh no, why....? I am a doctor, isn't the doctor who has to give the injection..?"(.oh no, why.....? I love doctors, it's not doctors who should inject people...?)

what does that mean....?

if the doctor is sick does not need to be injected or what does it mean....?

since when is there such a formula...?

"yup, but doctors also need some treatment by other doctors, they can't inject their self"

(yup, but doctors also need treatment by other doctors, they can't inject themselves)

"I don't want to be doctor, then" (I don't want to be a doctor, then)

failed to understand me with Elio, meaning he wants to be a doctor so as not to be injected....?

indeed, since when if the doctor is sick they do not need another doctor....?

can God do that....?

"but, if you are to be doctor you can help alot of people" (but if you are a doctor can help many people)

"no, I don't want to be doctor, I want to be like Daddy, he has hospital already, so he can help people with it" (no, I don't want to be a doctor, I don't want to be, I want to be like dad, he already has a hospital, so he can help people with that)

"who's tell you that....?" (who told Elio about it...?)

"Daddy"

"which one....?" (which one..?)

"big Daddy"

can God do that....?

...~TBC~...