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Elio Still a Baby

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An hour passed from the moment Elio went with his mother to visit Diaz, I still faithfully spoke with Louis. although in fact it is not entirely talk more to me who told me about my daily life with Elio, about my family and the current condition of Surabaya, he said, although the last one I'm very sure if Louis has found out through Sam's report, basically Louis is listening and I am telling the story

"by, Zu wants to ask dong....?" there was one thing that intrigued me to ask, not what, before Louis kidnapped me to Italy, Louis was eager to move out and live in Louis's home in a residential area, where the campus I used to study was where I first met Louis.

"eemm, ask what.....?" Louis again shifted his focus which was still busy with some files

"why is Zu's room overhauled, mom says Hubby asked....? it's a nice room" instead of me not liking my current room, it's just that I don't really feel the need to remodel everything, just add some furniture for Elio. I think that's enough

"Zu doesn't like it...? if you don't like it later let Sam find an interior design that is more suitable for Zu" instead of answering my question, Louis instead offers to do a new reshuffle again, this father's husband is not sensitive

"not to dislike, Zu likes, just love the money"

"it's okay, so that Zu and Elio can be more comfortable, in God's God if only for that thank God the money is there. And later if we go home there there is no need to bring too much stuff"

Louis said very casually as if it was no big deal, it was no big deal, or maybe I was the only one who was still unfamiliar with Louis's perspective....?

"there's something Zu doesn't like about the design or the color....?"

"no, Zu likes it, it doesn't matter what color Hubby chose"

o Allah, take out the flutter, want to say what else try, want to say no like, maybe tomorrow the handyman is waiting in front of the house

"so much dread"

"the same husband himself, not papa dong, this is the name of kosher gumbal...."

Louis just a small smile revealed the corner of his lips twitching bashfully

"Hubby.." I wanted to ask when Louis could return to Indonesia, when my ears heard the sound of Elio's crying echoing near the room.

"why....?" Louis was ready to listen to the next question, as evidenced by his hand holding the pen back to a halt while scraping a paper

"while by, his son cried...."

I got up from the bed ignoring Louis's question asking if Elio had come home....?

it's okay to leave a husband like that...?

just a moment, rather than the more frenzied his son, not funny later if the neighbors come because of the sound of Elio blaring

"Mommy....." Elio spread out both his hands as his gaze looked towards me

I quickly greeted him and brought Elio into my arms

"why honey......?" I asked while wiping away her tears

"Mommy....." Elio said nothing but to call me with an even bigger cry

his hands hugged my neck with his head hiding in the recesses of my neck

"yes, Mommy's here, what happened....? what do you want baby....? wanna sleep....?"

(......What's up....? Elio what do you want ...? want bobok...?)

I try to offer, sometimes the child just wants attention but is unable to explain it

that's according to the book I read and also trying to model how mom handled Absyar first

Elio remained silent

"Elio why deck....?" I asked Absyar who was sitting on the sofa with my mother

"don't know also brother, last time went home well, uh fit until the front door even cringed kecker"

Absyar also seemed confused by the attitude of Elio who suddenly cried

my hand immediately tried to feel his temperature, afraid that Elio would get a fever

nonhot

"so the mother noticed yes brother, Elio became quiet after seeing the baby mbak Diaz, usually he chattered this question was right on the road, but from that just silence, because of that, and usually he always asked to sit in front of the bike ride, uh earlier when the mother was carrying behind him really, I think sleepy, even his tau here nangis kejer" mom who was busy pouring drinks into the glass also chimed

I was a little surprised to hear the explanation of the mother and also Absyar, because no one knows the cause of the sudden crying Elio

there's no way Elio would cry for no reason.....?

"deck shift"

not yet afdhol it feels if it does not know Absyar

o Allah, there are still time to think about exploring Adek, but it feels there is nothing lacking if it does not reach Absyar

'sorry yes dek'

"o Allah, there is none"

"near mom is better"

"in addition to the other, there is my beautiful brother, brother Rama where brother....?"

"you guys, have grown up still often struggle, that his son was observed first dong kak, even the same storm try"

mother shifts her seat after singing again mother-female nationality

"oe oe, sorry dear, here mommy took off the same mask as her jacket, brother again ngezoom, Rama used to be in the workspace counting shop needs"

Elio simply complied without protest with a cry that still had not subsided

"Elio wants what, eemmm, says Mommy, want some milk....? Mommy made you want.....?"

I used the ultimate question that was very difficult for Elio to refuse, unless he was full or playing

as usual when he heard the word "milk" Elio's eyes circled happily

"Mommy make it first yes" I'm already going to move to the kitchen by carrying Elio in my sling

but strangely, Elio's cry grew louder

"let me make your milk......eemm....?"

(Mommy make milk first)

I tried to seduce him who was even responded with a cry

what do you mean....?

"mau Abys make it.....?" Absyar offered himself

which Elio replied with his flagship Ndak'o

"Make it want....? Uti's got chocolate milk in the fridge.....?"

the mother offered, and the mother's tumben allowed to drink cold water at night, usually the mother always sang the national anthem if she saw one of us drinking cold water at night, because she was afraid of fat, she said, not good for health and many other reasons

mother went to the kitchen with the request of Absyar who also wanted cold chocolate milk, which of course immediately got an ultimatum from the mother

"baby what do you want....? can you tell me what do you want....?" (can Elio tell mommy Elio what you want...?)

I asked again, instead of what, if left like this Elio's voice would run out, and his throat would hurt

Elio was indeed very strong if he cried for a long time

"wanna meet Daddy, Elio Miss Daddy...?"

(want to see Daddy, Elio miss Daddy....?)

o God, I forgot again if I left Louis' call still connected, somehow his fate is now, still connected or dead

before long she came with two milks in a bottle belonging to Elio, one of which was Elio's white milk, of course warm, while the other was cold brown milk as I promised. but with a small amount, very little. not up to a quarter of the bottle.the important thing is there. not to lie, that's the point.

but Elio did not even glance at her at all

"maybe Elio sleepy kali kak" Absyar even with funnier eyes with eyes that have focused on the movie show he watched

base the sage, even take the opportunity in a narrow, when the time is nine, try if here there is Rama or Abyan brother must have been told to sleep him

finally I brought a bottle of white milk belonging to Elio to the room, of course after saying goodbye to mother, leaving the other bottle containing chocolate milk, and, and that makes me smile when Absyar even wants to drink it which immediately gets a friendly blow from mom, in addition to the bonus of the national anthem because the adek is even cool to watch a movie even though the time has shown nine more hours

the commotion in the living room today ended with me and Absyar both heading to the room, while mom, carrying an untouched bottle of chocolate milk towards the kitchen

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