
Tired of playing water, Arnan and Anan walked over to Fadila who smiled welcoming the two.
"Mommy, why aren't you playing?" Ask Anan after close.
"Mommy's tired, look at Anan and Daddy from here." Fadila welcomed her son's hand.
"Kesana, yuk! Drinking young coconut seems fresh." Arnan humps the young head seller's place.
"You Daddy, you want young coconuts." Anan let go of his grip on Fadila again and jumped up and down towards his Daddy.
"Run ..."
Arnan ran slowly first while looking at his son. Anan who saw and heard the command from his daddy immediately followed.
"Lali .." said the boy.
Running after the daddy to the young coconut seller.
Fadila could only sigh at the behavior of her son and husband. What else can he do besides follow? Although Anan spends more time with his Daddy.
Fadila didn't mind that at all. He was familiar with his son who had long missed the figure of a father.
Fadila was even happy because Arnan could be a very good and wise daddy there for Anan.
"Mommy, lose to me. Daddy, lose too." Anan said proudly to himself who had arrived earlier.
Fadila sat next to her husband who pulled her. Anan sat to the right of Arnan while Fadila was to the left.
"Where's the young coconut?" Ask Fadila.
"Still made up" said Arnan.
Fadila nodded as she looked at the vendor's stall that turned out to be selling food.
"Dad! Mami wants fried noodles," Fadila's pinta.
"Well, if Anan wants to eat too?" Not forgetting that Arnan offered his son.
"You're sausage, Dad." Anan pointed at someone who was eating sausages.
"Well, Mommy wants to." Fadila followed, even he seemed most sparkling to see the fried sausage.
"Wait a minute, yeah."
Arnan again ordered the food that his wife and son wanted.
Afterwards they waited for the order to come and Anan was the one who spoke the most. Everything he saw was also a matter of question for Anan's parents.
Patiently, Fadila and Arnan explain to Anan what they are asking. Although more Arnan answered because Fadila ate voraciously as soon as the order came.
Elsewhere ...
Ferdi sat pensively in his chair doing nothing. His mind was not in its place at the moment.
His body was in company but his mind was busy thinking about other people's wives. Who else if not Fadila who became his mind.
Seeing how beautiful and charming Fadila was now. Making Febri's perasana even more so. He became obsessed with getting his ex-wife back.
Fadila is married to a businessman. Febri put a lot of hope that Fadila will definitely get him back.
Various ways are being arranged in the mind. How to conquer Fadila again to get back to her.
Febri also wants to hold the woman accountable for all the assets she sells.
"MAS!"
Febri gasped in shock as someone snapped and even kicked down his desk.
At her sight the scowling Baby looked at her.
Baby who gets a knock is certainly shocked. No matter how angry her husband is, Baby never gets a knock.
"You snapped at me, Mas?" It was her question that made Febri lazy.
"What's wrong?" Ask the man to pick up the file on the table and read it.
Baby was upset because her husband asked. But because Baby had another purpose in coming to meet Febri, so he forgot about the clash.
"Mas, I want to go shopping! I haven't been out for a long time walking and shopping" Baby said in a softened voice.
"Then our son?" Febri asked without looking at his wife.
"There's a babysitter, Mom. While let it be the same nanny first, I need a refreshing Mas," Baby said in a spoiled voice.
"Bring our children for a walk or not at all" said Febri firmly.
Baby did not seem to like her husband's words. How could he possibly bring his son? He may not be free to do anything.
"But Mas ... The boy wants to walk with you too. What does it mean to go for a walk with me if you don't come along. If he asks you how?" Alibi Baby's.
Febri put the file in his hand and thought for a moment. They never go on a trip together or vacation together.
Febri is always busy working, while Baby is busy with his own world.
"Well, you go home and get your clothes ready. Later in the afternoon we fly to Bali for a holiday."
Hearing her husband's words, then Baby smiled brightly and looked very happy.
"Really, Mas?" Ask to convince yourself.
"Hurry up" said Febri, who developed a baby smile.
"Okay, I'll have all our needs ready."
"Mom also asked to be prepared."
Baby fell silent without a smile and looked at her husband as attached and less like because his in-laws had to come along.
"Why do you have to take her, Mas? We want to vacation alone," said Baby who apparently misunderstood Febri's invitation.
All Baby thinks about is that she and her husband are going on vacation alone.
Febri looked at his wife as well at last, but her gaze was full of questions and would rather not hear her words anymore.
"So you said our son wants a vacation if it's me, right?" Ask at Baby's.
"I'm asking you to prepare the clothes for both of us and our son as well. Because she will also be on vacation, as well as a mother who is not likely to live alone," Febri explained clearly to Baby to understand.
"But I want just the two of us, Mas." Kekeh Baby who does not want any children and mother-in-law come along.
"But I want to go all out. If you don't want to, you better not come."
Baby glared did not accept because she was forbidden to come by her husband.
"It can't be dong, Mas. I didn't come anyway! You guys are having fun there while I'm alone here" she protested.
"You don't want to stay alone, why would you want to stay alone? Mom is old and I'm the only one here to accompany mom. I am far away in the land of people" said Febri.
"Why don't you just ask me to come with her husband? We can live independently without parental intervention" Baby said.
Febri sighed lazily hearing Baby's discussion.
"You don't go home and get ready right now. His holiday was canceled" he threatened.
Baby in the fog himself heard the holiday was canceled. "Don't dong, Mas. I'm coming home now to get ready."
Febri pinched his pulsating head, looking at Baby's very different mannerisms and attitudes. Baby used to be so sweet and submissive to her. But now the woman looks very changed.