Trapped With The Jelita
The Stirling in the Morning

"Dead me!" Ralen was so panicked when he woke up in the morning and saw the clock on his phone that had shown at 6 past 25 minutes, almost half seven and he just woke up from sleep.

"Mumuuu," called Ralen in a shrill voice.

"Why Len, I'm making breakfast again" said the mother.

"Ralen misfortune, mom didn't wake up Ralen huh?" even like wanting to blame the mother, when viewed from the movement of his mother who cooked while in a hurry, it could be clear that the woman was also bad luck.

After the morning prayer he went back to sleep because he felt his head slightly dizzy the effect of his high blood returning up.

His intention to sleep for a while to relieve his dizziness, but even kebablasan until 6 o'clock passing.

"Arda was Brother." Arda who also just woke up intends to sabotage the bathroom.

"There's no me first! it's my first day at work!" reject Ralen immediately ran to the bathroom and closed it tightly.

"Don't be long, Arda is also this bad luck," pinta ABG whose hair is disheveled like it has just been rolled by a tornado.

It seems like this morning the calm is just the man in the living room there, the man seemed to be rubbing his legs with a balm to reduce the pain that always comes attacking him.

"Bawel Ar, I'm undressing too yet," fierce Ralen from inside the bathroom.

Really he has tried to do everything quickly but why it seems as if it is still very slow to make him anxious himself.

The three-floor rented house felt very excited with the three people who were drunk because of bad luck.

Whereas in a house in an elite area of the capital the atmosphere is very different.

Inside the room three people were sitting in the dining room facing a table with dishes on it, calmly enjoying the food even though the occasional chatter was still heard.

"So Papa's still in the office?" ask the prettiest woman in the house.

Well, because she is the only woman in the family, even though there is Bi Sumi the housekeeper but still for Ipul and Papa Riska is the most beautiful woman.

Bi Sumi number two alone, at least still get a position.

"Yeah Ma, Papa is still very strong and dashing if only to go back and forth to the office taking care of work" said the head of the family.

"But there is already an Ipul." looked at the child who ate with greedy food that he had cooked with Bi Sumi, who now had no idea what to do.

Though earlier he had asked Bi Sumi to eat first before taking care of his work in this house but the woman of his age was instead choosing to do other household tasks, and reasoned to have eaten at home before coming to the employer's house.

Basic, Bi Sumi was already once if invited to eat together, either embarrassed or indeed the woman who was not used to eating at the dinner table, because Riska had several times to visit Bi Sumi in a simple house and eat there with lesehan, because there is no dining table or other sofa that can be sat on.

Basic Riska, he could have been eating at his own maid's house.

"Well, did you think Papa would let this kid take care of Papa's own company without watching him? unlike Ma, Papa will stay in the office until Ipul is really ready to take on big responsibilities because this is not a mess, there are many employees who depend on living on the company," irman.

"Oh come on, Pa, Ipul has been very experienced, how can Papa not believe." Riska looks not accepted when her son is doubted by her husband.

"You just ask the same person himself," said Irman pointed to the child who had just devoured his morning breakfast as if he had not heard the debate of his parents who had involved him since.

"Pul" call the mother.

"What?" with a stupid look, he asked like he didn't know anything.

"You haven't heard Mama with Papa by the way?" ask the Mama.

"Ehehm," Ipul cleared his throat for a moment to clean his throat from the rest of the food that was stuck and then gushed and grabbed the water and drank it.

"According to Ipul Papa right, Ipul is not quite ready to handle his own company still need guidance from Papa."

"Good" said the Papa, raising both his thumbs in praise of the child.

Riska sighed then pursed her lips.

"Alright then, but if there's a job out of town, Papa can't handle it anymore." apply for the terms for both men.

"If for that Mama just calm down, Ipul who will take over because Ipul knows at your age now often want to enjoy a romantic night right?" said Ipul with a seductive smile.

Ah, this Ipul is always successful in making the atmosphere of the house warm with his behavior and also jokes that are thrown away.

Just look now the man was even smoothly flirting with his own parents.

"Your head wants Mama to take another bite?!" mencam Riska fierce while brandishing rice coils.

"Oh my goodness why did Papa marry such a fierce woman? from now on, it seems that Ipul must really select the future wife of Ipul so that later the child of Ipul is not tortured by his own mother."

"Mama really got you!" Riska was increasingly fierce to hear the words of her son who smoothly said it fiercely, but her own child who always made her upset with all her actions.

Afraid that the Mama's threat was proven, Ipul rushed to leave the dining room before the centong floated over his head.

"Don't run you Pul!" yelled the Mama.

"The barrel is that high how can Ipul not run, which stupid human will be silent if it has received a threat?! besides yesterday asked Ipul to stay in Indonesia, uh it's his turn in Indonesia even in this torture, Mama's base is not likeipulan," said Ipul then ran very fast.

Jeez Irman even chuckled with the silliness of his son, his son was doing what kind of drama again now?

"One does not miss, there is a turn and fuss continues," recalls Irman when he found his wife frowning because she did not manage to chase Ipul who ran into his room and locked the door.

"At times like this Pa that Mama misses when Ipul is not there, the child though annoying but the house will feel alive even though we are only three," cetus Riska sat down next to her husband, who finally stroked the shoulder of the woman he loved.

"Our son, even if only one, can still make the house crowded because of it" said Irman peeping the top of the head of the wife.

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