The Ex
108. End

"God!! Rehan!! Just stop! don't run - keep running!."

Siska squealed in her living room. The room was spacious with a table and sofa in the middle. Toys are scattered everywhere. It looks so messy and disorganized.

"Come on, baby dong, here. Don't run, Mama's tired of chasing."

"No, kabboooorrr ..."

The 4-year-old Eldest God did not budge, continued to run around followed by the 3-year-old sister. The two children ran happily. Fill the middle room that was once silent with his screams and laughter.

"Lehan, ejal brother!." The gods rule the sister.

"Superficial... Abull..." And Rehan responded.

"God, Rehan. Gosh darn. Stop dong."

Increasingly pursued. The gods and Rehan ran and dodged. Even his ignorant hands come along. Suddenly picked up a toy from the floor and threw it to the mother.

"Mahaha..."

Yes, there is no guilt in God. After throwing the toy and hit the foot Siska Dewa giggled and then run away again. Rehan is still loyal to his brother. Followers also throw origin.

"Oh my God, God!."

Siska glared at the God. It seemed that his eldest son was always testing his patience. There was only her behavior that made her blood high. But his attention suddenly turned to baby girls who sit quietly on the fur carpet.

"Oh My God!! Kayra!, No, no, no, no!."

Nimbly Siska snatched the marbles from Kayra's hands. The 1.5-year-old baby nearly swallowed the claulch.

"Jeez Kayra, this isn't food, baby, it's marbles, it's not to be eaten."

Kayra understands. As Kayra knew, Siska had already snatched away her favorite toy. So, he was crying hard too.

"Oeeekkkk!!!"

"Uhm, mama's boy, cup, cup, cup, don't cry. That was a marble, baby, can't be eaten. Here, play this."

Siska replaced the marbles with a car - a car that was randomly plucked from the floor because it was already lying there since then. But Kayra doesn't want to go with those cars. Her small hands brushed aside and her crying still continued.

"Oh baby, cup, cup, cup. Yuk carried mama yuk." Siska picked up Kayra and carried her. Calm the child who never stopped crying.

Buk!.

The ball just hit his head. Fortunately, it was his head. It wasn't Kayra's head that was in her trunk.

"Aaww!!."

Siska turned to look at her two sons.

"God!."

And the culprit is definitely the firstborn who is busy grinning at the mother.

"Mama said don't throw the ball in the house. What about ngenain adek?." Omelnya.

"God au adi tennis player Ma." The god answers, whose answer is not connected at all.

"Lehan, the cop, I turned you into a cop. Kabbooolll!!!." Again, the god provoked the younger brother to run back and chase after him. It means playing police - police.

Weary. Ja. Siska breathed her heavy breath. After his energy even though he just wanted to get angry. What else Kayra who was in her arms arrived - suddenly muttered to go down and then came running after her two brothers with laughter on the face.

Morning drama is still not enough to get there. Not waiting for a long time to arrive - suddenly there were crying sounds from his two children. And when looked at, there have been incidents of fights hitting each other and throwing toys. Kayra, meanwhile, ran out of the house and was already standing on the sidewalk.

"Geez Mama's son, why fight again?."

"Cayra!! Jesus!!."

Siska can't take it anymore. Even though they are his children. But when it comes to keeping his three children alone. Mental Siska feels sick.

"Where areyou? Why not go home, the feeling of just buying porridge, how long?."

Siska immediately nagged as her call was received by Zidan.

"It's arrived. I'm in the alley."

Sure enough, it didn't take 5 minutes. The car Zidan drove into the yard. The man then got out of the car with a few plastic bags in his hand.

"Why is this crying?." Indeed, Zidan was not too surprised by the welcome crying from his children. Because on a basis like this is the atmosphere of the house every day.

"Regular, fighting. You've been buying porridge for a long time too." Siska snorted with a sour face, grabbing the plastic bag from Zidan's hand.

"arts. Who started first?." Zidan directed his attention to his two sons.

"Lehan orong Pa's brother." The god complains with his tanngis.

"It's absurd, '' said Ehan." Rehan won't lose.

As Kayra hung to Zidan's feet, the girl smiled at the father and asked for a sling.

While holding Kayra. Zidan fixed his attention on God and Rehan firmly. "Let's now apologize to each other - sorry, same brother can't fight."

"Wouldn't! What's wrong is Lehan not me!." God sulks.

"All wrong is. Because they fight everything. So let's apologize - sorry if you don't get angry" said Zidan firmly.

Gods are still ogah - ogahan. Rehan had approached to hug his brother.

"God, let's set a good example with his sister." Zidan interrupted once again.

"God, will you be angry?."

Want to not. The god hugged his brother and apologized. "Sorry brother."

"Maapin Eran."

The two children hugged and forgave each other.

"Good boy's. This is papa's son. Don't fight anymore." Zidan rubbed God's hair as a compliment because the child had done a good thing. "Come now put on all the clothes. Why is no one wearing clothes? Ask for clothes with mom there."

The morning has been quiet since my father arrived. Dewa and Rehan are already a henchman sitting in front of the TV enjoying breakfast. Kayra is still in Zidan's arms.

"Be calm if you are. You go where - where not long - long. If I have to take care of three children in a big pregnant condition, gini is not able to. They don't want to look at me. From earlier run - run, told to wear clothes do not want. Where else would Kayra eat marbles. That's the same marble God Rehan mending dumped. Don't buy them marbles anymore. The ball - the ball is also mending at the simpen aja or thrown all. The two of them, if playing anarchist, like each other. Danger. Continue again in front of the house pairs aja pager, Kayra was going to run away also until the sidewalk of the road makes me hang aja." Siska was already his own emotions with the behavior of his children so now he began to nag.

"Dear, I'm sorry this was the porridge in line for a long time." With understanding Zidan answered gently, even his hands were directly stretched out on the wife's bulging stomach.

"With one more, anyway after this I don't want to get pregnant again. I don't want any more kids. Tired of my body is my mind."

"Dear baby, after this we will rest. Okay." Okay."

"Gee! Don't tell me you still want to have another child?." Siska immediately blinked her eyes. Zidan's words are ambiguous. Rest said.

"Kay, the motion - Kay's motion." Zidan switched the conversation. Her big hand guided Kayra's small hand to touch her stomach to feel the baby moving in her stomach.

"Yes!."

"The movement is Kay. Try say hello with sister." Zidan pura - pura did not hear even in protest.

"Oh!!!!."

A smile and a small laugh came out of Zidan's lips. Yes, Zidan still wants to have another child. The target is a minimum of 5 brothers. Haha.

"You know not the hell baby, you if you are pregnant again it's beautiful spilled. I love watching you get pregnant." Zidan said later.

"Beauty spilled - spilled, beautiful spilled - spilled!!! this is my body that spilled - spilled! It widens there wide here. Stretch marks where - where!." Siska snorted in annoyance.

"That color you look more beautiful makes me love you more. The widening of your body, the same appearance of stretch marks on your body is a clear proof of your sincere feelings for me. I feel loved - I know not."

"Gee! If you talk about it, then pinter ."

"Color is a fact, dear. I love and love you more. Thank you for your struggle. You want to get pregnant and give birth to cute kids - funny to me." Zidan's eyes softened as he said this. Then one kissed affectionately gray on Siska's forehead. And Siska could feel that sincerity.

"But after this I don't want any more children."

"Yes, yes, it's up to you." Zidan grunted a little. Turns out his wife did not mempan will seduction silence - silent. But let it be, there are still a million ways later if you want to have more children. The important thing now is not to disturb the tiger sleep first.

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