
Later that afternoon, Refan manages to bring Naila back to their home. Initially, everyone used to welcome the arrival of Refan after work. Because it has become a daily habit.
But as soon as they saw Naila and Bik Mar walking behind Refan all gathered.
"Ma.. Mamaaa... Brother Naila came home Ma" shouted Khansa.
Kinan who was still in the room immediately came out and welcomed Naila's arrival with joy.
Khalid and Salman also heard from their rooms the cries of Khansa. They immediately rushed out of the room. While Jeta who just finished swimming in the back pool was very surprised and very happy with Naila's return to this house.
"Naila" shouted their pleasure.
Everyone gathered in the living room and they hugged each other.
"It's a shame that you're finally home" Kinan said with glazed eyes.
"Yes, I'm sorry Ma. I thought too long" Naila said.
"It's okay dear, the important thing is that you are relieved and calm" Kinan replied.
"It turns out we all lost to Papa. We come to Naila's house almost every day, but Naila doesn't want to go home. Papa's turn was only one time directly Naila came home" said Salman.
"In fact, even though I have bought ice cream every day, buy chocolate and even I was willing to be a clown but I was rejected" cut Jeta with the face of the temple - pura sad.
"Bang Jetaaaa" cried Naila.
"Bang Jeta is a clown? Funny, brother?" ask Khalid.
"That's funny" welcome Naila.
"Can donk repeat Bang Jeta. We're gonna see Bang Jeta be a clown" whined Khansa.
Refan embraces his wife's body.
"Thank you, baby, you have brought back the happiness of this home. Now our house is perfect no less than one thing" Kinan told Refan.
"That's my responsibility as the head of my dear family. I have to make sure my family is safe and secure. I don't want you to get hurt" replied Refan.
Kinan tightly hugged her husband's body.
"Lho Naila who returned home to Papa and Mama who were friendly" protested Khansa.
"Sirik aja, yuk love us to the room" asked Refan.
"Well Pa?" ask Khalid plain.
"You want to produce baby milk for all of you" replied Refan.
"BIG NOOOOO." protested them all while shouting.
Kinan gently pinched her husband's stomach while walking to the room.
"You are very nosy with all of them" said Kinan
"Who is nosy? I'm serious, baby" replied Refan.
"I'm getting goosebumps. My age is old, I don't think I'm strong enough to give birth to your child" Kinan protested.
"Yes, then we exercise in the afternoon" said Refan.
"Maaaas is soon adhan maghrib" elak Kinan
"Yes, it's delayed tonight. How do we change the shower?" fashion Refan.
"Basic yaaaa... " Answer Kinan while laughing.
Her husband always had a way to keep her from picking. Kinan is very happy today. Eventually their families reunited and they were all happy.
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In the evening Kinan cooked Naila's favorite meal to welcome her back to the house. They all gathered in front of the dining table
"Oh yes Om, Aunt I forgot to forget that tomorrow Papa and Mama I come to Jakarta" said Jeta.
"Lho Jeta, are you telling me now? Auntie hasn't been shopping.. How will Aunty welcome their arrival?" kinan Protest.
"At least Auntie, Mama Papa must love what Aunty cooks. Moreover, Papa must be very addicted Aunt. You are not good at cooking" replied Jeta.
Will both of Jeta's parents be able to accept Naila as she is without badmouthing Naila. Let alone Jeta is an only child. Surely both parents really hope that their children get a good companion and clear origin. It's not like he's had a life of disability because of his biological parents.
"Nai tomorrow so right?" ask Salman.
"Where's Brother?" ask Naila.
"But you said you wanted to go to the store looking for a dress" Salman said, blinking his eyes.
"I'm looking for a dress, what for?" tanya Naila is not yet aware of Salman's code.
"That's Later, to the button Ai.. Ai. "cut the Jeta.
"Oooohs.. Salman's brother went alone" Elak Naila.
"Will Salman wear a dress?" tanya Refan spoke.
"Not Pa, Brother Salman wants to meet girls but does not dare to be alone" Naila replied.
"Salman wants to see a girl? Good news" welcome Khalid.
Kinan smiled understanding that his eldest son was currently liking a girl.
"Take Mama donk Sal once - once. Mama also wants to find a dress" Kinan said.
Salman's face flushed with embarrassment.
"I also want Kak Sal, want to find a party dress, yes Ma" continued Khansa while winking one eye at Mama.
"What if Papa is with you? Ask Salman where Boutique Ai is.. Ai.. that?" Refan followed Salman's tease.
All the compact menjain Salman, making Salman so dead lice.
"Aaah Papa Mama. Later if I've definitely just known it to everyone. Now let me approach it first yes. ", said Salman finally.
"Kak Nai how Ai's face.. Ai.. that?" khansa asked curiously.
"Devicious" answered Naila.
"Yeee.. But to me you're prettier" cut Jeta.
"Cieeeee is the most beautiful in her heart bang Jetaaaaa" seduced Khansa.
Refan and Kinan smiled at the chatter of his children.
"Bang Jet donk's story about Ai.. Ai..?" Khansa is still curious.
"She wears a hijab, beautiful and meek. Very elegant, very different from Naila who is tomboyish. Don't be angry, Nai, you stay ahead of Bang Jeta" replied Jeta.
"Can I get diabetes, Kak Naila. Gombalan Bang Jeta is very sweet" said Khansa.
"Hahaha. I want to ah learn wrestling with Bang Jeta" Khalid said.
"You're not yet Khal, finish your college and then work. After that just find your heavenly angel" cut off Refan.
Khalid scratched his non-itchy head.
"Yes already Brother, tomorrow at the break of the afternoon we go. The shop is close to the office, all with Ai.. Ai. lunch" Naila said.
"Well donk, it's just the name of Kak Salman" welcome Salman happy.
"Let you leak donk Kak Nai.. tomorrow where will you have lunch? Khalid and I can follow" Khansa pinta.
"Little kids can't come along, learn the right thing to graduate quickly" Naila replied.
"Yaaaaaaaaaah" welcome Khansa and Khalid.
Refan and Kinan smiled happily at the interaction of his children. They managed to educate their children to love each other like this. They look very compact even though there is a small fight but eventually they will get along again. A very harmonious family.
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