THE SECOND MARRIAGE
PAINFUL

"Mommy, wake up Mommy, wake up." Anan who had bathed and perfumed woke up Fadila who was still sound in his sleep.

Because Arnan who invited him to stay up last night made the woman so wake up to the bad.

"Don't bother Mommy, son. We eat first, yes," said Arnan persuaded his son not to disturb Fadila.

"His boob is long, Dad. I've already lapel," Anan fights on his daddy.

The two men of different ages were sitting on the sofa in the corner of the room. At the table there are various kinds of food that was in Arnan's message. Karen Fadila who has not yet woken up, the man decided to order food.

When the two had breakfast together, Fadila just opened her eyes. Look around the room and find her husband and son having breakfast.

The woman sat down while covering her mouth as it evaporated. Fadila stood up then immediately headed for the bathroom to prepare. When she finished she joined her husband and son who had finished eating and were staring at her.

"Why? Is there something wrong, Mommy?" Ask Fadila while looking at her appearance.

She wears a short-sleeved white canal and a skirt on her knees. The hair that is still in the original bun has not been combed and the face is still plain without powder.

"Nothing, Mama. Just wonder, when did Mami wake up? I know I've taken a shower." Fadila oh-Ria heard her husband's words.

The woman marched towards the nightstand and put on some of her personal needs for face and skin.

"Daddy is the same Anan who did not see Mami wake up earlier. Eat well so don't look around at the others" Fadila said as she walked up to the sofa where Arnan and Anan were.

"What breakfast, Dad?" Ask Fadila.

"Sausage fried rice, same pasta. We want fried rice, he said. Isn't that right, Boy?" Arnan kissed Anan's cheek just finished drinking milk.

"The rice is delicious, Mami." Anan pointed at his dinner plate which was already empty.

"Well, it's over, huh? Mommy's not in for the fried rice." Fadila put on her sad face.

"Daddy, finish the goleng rice." Anan threw a mistake at Arnan who immediately glared.

"Kok Daddy's in the wrong? You ate a lot of it too." Arnan blamed Anan.

"But Daddy's already besal, eat it a lot."

"Anan, too, is big. Eat it more and more, this is your stomach just round." Arnan rubbed his son's round stomach.

"Daddy's wriggles round ndak." Anan followed her by holding her daddy belly.

"No dong, Daddy's diligent exercise so Daddy's stomach is not round." Arnan boasts his sixpack belly.

"There are boxes of pellets, Daddy. Milip utaman have me at home," said Anan as he lifted the shirt of the daddy and saw and held his belly daddy.

"It's cooler, son." Proudly Arnan.

Anan lowered his daddy shirt and stood up to align his position with Arnan.

"I want a checkered pellet too, Dad. Bial's like Daddy's whistle." Pinta Anan hugging Arnan's neck.

"Request is granted, provided you want to join Daddy sports." Arnan pinches softly on Anan's puffed cheek.

"Will it be, Dad?"

"No, unfortunately, Daddy. We'll go home later, okay?"

"okay."

Fadila could only shake her head looking at the two people beside her. He did not participate in the conversation of his husband and son because he still had breakfast.

Anan in his daddy's cradle because the hotel is crowded. Arnan does not want his son to walk even though he is held. Everything can happen unexpectedly if conditions are crowded.

What else for small children who are prone to being lost or left behind in tourist attractions. The curiosity of small children and their high level of pleasure when seeing something can make them escape from supervision without parents realizing it.

So Arnan chose to hold his champion and took Fadila to not be separated as well.

"Where are we going, Dad?" Anan asked as they continued walking along the beach and towards the cendramata market.

"We're gonna take a walk in this market first, son. Look around the same other clothes, if there's anything Anan wants or Mami wants. We can buy it" replied Arnan.

"You want a car, Dad." Anan Pinta.

"Don't be a car, son. Just buy another, if you want the cars later we buy there." Fadila forbade her child for fear that the toy was damaged when in the suitcase later.

"Tlus want to buy what, Mam?" Anan asked with a plain face that made Fadila and Arnan anxious.

"Geez, the anxiety of this handsome Mami child," said Fadila, peeping Anan's cheek.

"Daddy, don't you kiss Mam?" Tanya Arnan envied.

Fadila smiled then kissed her husband's cheek quickly. After that, walk first because you feel ashamed to do it in a public place.

Though for ordinary people, what else most there are visitors who are tourists.

Arnan smiled broadly at the passing of his wife. He quickly chased after Fadila's steps and followed behind the woman.

"Well, look at this! We bought this shirt, Dad?" Fadila touched the shirt with a banana in the middle.

T-shirt couple there are 3 and fit for them because the only shirt for a child.

"May, tomorrow we take a photo together" said Arnan nodded.

"Anan, would you like to wear this shirt?" Fadila asked her son too. She did not want to get her husband's approval.

"There's a banana, Mam. Later we will be chased by monkeys," said Anan who made both his parents and the clothes dealer laughed.

"Will not, son. There are no monkeys here" said Arnan.

"Where are the monkeys, Dad?" Ask Anan.

"At the zoo" replied Arnan.

"When are we going there, Dad?"

"Later on, son. If there's any more vacation time we'll be there." Anan nodded at his Daddy's words.

"So, can we take this one?" Fadila's question made the two men look over.

"Take it," said Arnan who made Fadila smile happily.

The woman took the three shirts and took a blue scarf with a picture of the beach. Finish paying them off and look around for souvenirs.

Tidal bought a lot of them, just clothes for all the family. If for accessories, they will buy a day before going home.

Until it does not feel the time is getting daytime, they enter one of the traditional restaurants. Arnan chose a seat that was lesehan.

Wait a few minutes for the food to come. They eat quietly, Anan who asked the chicken to forget to eat rice if not in the Fadila bribe.