The Choice of Mom

The Choice of Mom
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Men's Choice Mother Part 40


By Sept


Extra Part


"Sister Moli ..."


Lia called her pouting daughter after getting out of the car. The 6-year-old girl pouted, her lips almost squeaky.


"Mas, what's wrong with him?" lia asked while helping to bring the husband's luggage from the trunk.


Arman and his daughter run out of self-service, without Lia. Because Lia chose at home to keep Rega who was still sleeping.


Arman just went away for a while, just buying diapers and some kids necessities. The distance between the supermarket and the house was very close, but their little daughter was even pouting.


"We go in, first," said Arman.


"Hmmm. But all Lia's got is everything."


"Yes, I can."


While carrying a grocery bag, Lia then glanced at the child's room. He saw the shortened princess sitting on the edge of the bed.


Lia then put down the grocery bag. And asked his daughter directly.


"Okay ... Princess Mama sweetest beautiful, what's up? How come so manyuns?"


Tap tap tap


Arman walked in, and his daughter immediately threw away her face.


"Oh, why are you guys? Same story Mama, dong."


Moli stood up and looked at her mother.


"Papa smiles at a flirtatious aunt!"


Lia immediately turned around, she turned to look at Arman and raised her eyebrows.


"Know that, your daughter ... Just smile back. Say hello to Mas's time friends pout?" reply Arman.


Lia shook her head, then hugged her baby.


"Whose aunt?"


"Tante Lusi with Aunt Ira" said Moli with lips still sweet.


Lia's eyes instantly sharpened, and Arman gulped.


"That's our neighbor, dear ... When can't you say hello to them?"


Arman defended himself, but the two women in front of him looked at him dislikefully.


"Jeez .. you guys. Nevermind ..." Arman went straight out of the room.


Then he went to the kitchen to drink. His daughter is very protective, over even. It was not only Lia who loved jealousy, her son too.


Difficult to be a handsome man, many neighbors who sometimes meet must greet with a smile. Not to mention acquaintances, while Arman is a humble person.


***


At dinner.


They were busy eating dinner, Lia patiently feed her second child who is now starting to enter PAUD.


"Eat a lot, yeah."


Rega nodded, while the older brother, was still in a cold war with his papa.


Tok tok tok tok


"Assalamualaik."


"Mas .. It looks like there's a guest." Lia glanced forward.


"You're bribing Rega. It's the one that opens."


A minute later, Moli followed her papa. However, not long after that the boy cried and came closer to Lia.


"May ..."


Tap tap tap


Arman came, carrying a box of cookies.


"Papa doesn't love Moli .." sobs Arman's daughter.


"Astaghfirullah."


Arman tries to take Moli, but Moli refuses.


"The bad father."


Lia held her forehead.


"Who's coming?"


"Tias, Lusi's sister. Nganter souvenir, just came from Singapore."


"Why does Moli cry?"


Arman scratched his head.


"Tante Tias ciyum papa .. " suddenly Moli interjected and hugged her mother in tears.


"God ..." Arman took a deep breath.


Then hugged Lia, quite his father's son, his mother did not.


"Hemm, okay. I'll sleep in the children's room tonight."


"Lia ... "


"Come, sweetie."


Lia then took Moli, Rega away.


"Lia darling ..."


Too humble, Arman got his sap. It seems like tomorrow he has to be a fierce and cold man, so that the women out there do not approach him and get along.


***


"Lia .. dear."


Arman waited in front of the children's room. Lia hasn't been out since. Arman has been waiting for half an hour.


"Lia."


...


Midnight.


Lia came out of the room to pick up the face, the lights were turned off. Lia thought her husband was asleep. He quietly entered the room, and the door was indeed unlocked.


Without turning on the lights, Lia picked up the mukena and prayer mats. Then he turned to the children's room again.


CLAMPS


"Astaghfiullah!" peekik Lia shocked.


The lights were on and Arman closed the door.


"Mas! Just be surprised!" nagel Lia's.


Arman let out a long sigh, then approached Lia.


"Anged can be, jealousy can be. But don't split the bed. I definitely can't." Arman hugged Lia who did not want to be hugged.


"Please, Mom."


"I won't let go .." whispered Arman.


"Mas."


"Don't be noisy, the kids will wake up."


BUKKK


Lia was startled, her body instantly laid down on the bed.


"Lia again M!"


"For M why take mukena?"


Lia smiling reflexes. This Lia knows the character of the husband, it is impossible for her husband to flirt. Arman is handsome, added age added charisma. So there must be a lot of women who spread charm.


Despite that, Lia knew. If only he was in the heart of the man, not last night Arman was confused. It was hard for the two of them to separate the beds.


"Let's go .. lumps the kids are sleeping."


"Small."


"Later Mas incandescent."


Lia shook her head, but then chuckled as Arman started the action.


"Maos ..."


Clique


The lights are turned off again, Arman and Lia, their love is too strong and never goes out. It's not easy to shake just because women are flirtatious out there.


Tonight, Arman's ship sailed again. And Lia who was always loyal and trusted him more. Despite being married for a long time, Arman never got tired of asking. Mandatory service if the children are asleep.


....


"Lia ..."


"Hem." Lia's already put down Arman's arm.


"That's why Moli is so sensitive now?"


"Because she's a woman, and a woman's first love is her father. So he'd be so jealous if Mas was near another woman."


"Moli is a little girl, baby."


"Good, at least he can be a bodyguard for his mother," Lia replied with a chuckle.


"Bodyguard what? Where have I ever messed around out there. This one is endless" Arman said, wiping Lia's hair.


"PRETTY!"


Arman smiled then hugged the wrath of Lia's body under the blanket.


"Udah, don't want to!" lia said pushing her husband's body.


But Arman goes straight into the blanket, the second round begins.


END


In the household there are always many tests, because marriage is the longest worship. There are a lot of tests in it. A lot of laundry is laundry. If there is a lot of food, it is called a restaurant. Hehe ...


Hopefully this short story of Lia and Arman can be entertaining. Thank you very much for your time, who would like to give comments and comments. Love u ...