
Barata Wirayudha Residence.
That afternoon, the living room of Bara's residence was filled with the cries and cries of children. Real who is not in school seems to be teasing the twins, Bentley and Kentley. Ella and Queen enlivened with unclear chatter both of them are down-to-earth, scrambling dolls.
Real, the owner's son is always happy to get a visit from Kailla. How not, he who became the only prince in the Wirayudha family so have a playmate, although the age of Real far above the twins.
On the living room couch, Kailla and Bella are talking. Laugh giggling, tone down and up according to the theme, eyeballs both play following the theme of the conversation that has run everywhere .
“Onty ...” Real suddenly came and hugged Kailla tightly. Not only that, Real jumped up on Kailla's lap.
“Be careful, Real. Inside Onty Kai's stomach is a baby sister.” Bella was worried and reminded.
“Hah? Baby sister again?” Real was wide-eyed, watching Kailla's flat stomach.
“Boy?” Real rubbed the stomach of a beloved aunt who always brought gifts every visit.
“Don't boy again, this one should be girl, darling. Poor Onty there are no rivals at home.” Kailla chuckled at Real's strange expression.
“I want boy, Onty. Let ... so that you can play with swords.” Real pouting.
“Onty want girl. Beautiful, smart like Onty.” Kailla cupped both of her cheeks with her palm.
“Yes, if girl ... I .. I can't play Onty. Cannot fight. Ah, no exclamation.”
“Lah, Real'll be big. The champ must take care of his younger siblings.” Kailla again chuckled as Real's cheeks bloated. The six-year-old boy pouted. Not with Kailla's statement.
“I don't want to. Naughty sisters.” Real pointed towards Ella and Queen who were carried by her nanny.
“You take care of the sister in the stomach Onty only. This one is not bad. This one's good ‘kan, Onty? Unlike Ella, yelling continues. What ...what else Qin, can only cry. Hungry crying, pup crying, everyone crying. I'm dizzy, Onty,” Real chattering greeted Kailla laughter and Bella broke instantly.
Among all, Real are the most active and unruly. Often uncontrollable and easily provoked emotions. Not to mention his screams are sometimes uncontrolled and make both parents give up the harsh attitude of Real.
However, strangely the little brat of mischievous pride of Wirayudha was very fond of Kailla. It will be compliant and easy to set up.
“Onty, I play with twins first, yes.”
“Hai, I'm Real. We'll be friends later, yeah.” Running towards the twins, he still had time to wave at his favorite aunt.
Kailla smiled looking at the nimble and adorable Real. Since he was still in the womb, he felt there was a special bond with Real. Evidently after birth, the child is always attached and in accordance with him.
"Boo, if my baby is a girl, can I match her to your son, Real. I fell in love with her while she was still in your womb." Kailla was still staring at her best friend's son.
Bella smiles. "Of course, if his son doesn't mind. I don't really mind my children's soul mates."
"Oh, my candidate." Kailla hugged her best friend. The embrace of the two friends had not yet broken down when the sound of furniture falling coincided with the loud screams of Bara who had just arrived at his residence.
Prangs.
"REAL!"
A ceramic urn Bara had just bought from his best friend who was collecting antiques was broken into pieces. He deliberately bought to fill the empty space in the corner of the house. Previously, the place was filled with heirloom jars left by his parents who until now had not found the main perpetrator who destroyed Wirayudha's precious objects.
"Mas, I've." Bella is not feeling well. There's his best friend here. Bara's anger could have offended Kailla.
"You see!" Bara pointed towards her frightened son.
"Ah, just the urn, Om. Just buy a new one. Let's see my future son-in-law is already trembling in fear." Kailla grabbed Real's shoulders and led away.
"Again, the children understood nothing. The wrong one is putting the urn in any place. If it's worth it, put it in a safe, lock it tight."
Stunned for a moment.
Tumben this kid's brain is running.
Kailla smiled. "I'm full of being scolded by Pram for nagging the kids. I borrowed these words from my husband. Got it hard, so treat it well." Kaila brushed her hair with a face full of pride.
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