Warm Maid
Cake birthday Typhoon

Arriving home, Typhoon's mother impatiently opened the Cake she wanted. Alia looked with a small smiling face. Typhoon mother's behavior looks like a happy little boy.

"Would you like to cut it??" tawar Alia's.

But unexpectedly the Typhoon mother shook her head. Then his gaze changed when he saw the Typhoon who had just entered after putting the car into the garage.

"Park!!" muttered Typhoon's mother then quickly he walked over to the child who was seen looking at the mobile phone screen.

Alia was astonished to see the face of the mother of the master who could not walk towards the Typhoon.

"Epan" exclaimed Typhoon's mother by blocking the step of her son who was about to enter her room.

The typhoon turned to the mother who was holding her arm with a smiling face.

"Yes, mom?? what's up?" ask Typhoon confused..

But the Typhoon's mother did not answer, she instead pulled the child's arm towards the dining table. Alia who was there was also astonished by the attitude of her mother.

"Du-duk" orders Typhoon's mother spontaneously.

The confused typhoon turned to Alia as if to find out what was wrong with the mother. But Alia looked at her shoulder, and she didn't know anything.

The Typhoon Mother quickly pulled the Cake box and opened it in front of the Typhoon.

"No.." exclaimed Typhoon's mother as if to surprise the child.

Typhoon and Alia were both dumbfounded. Then before long, Typhoon's mother clapped her hands while humming a very familiar song.

Alia and Typhoon were stunned.

"Lalala.lalala.llalalala" the tone of the birthday song is heard from the mouth of Typhoon's mother.

"Mother" exclaimed the confused Typhoon. "Who's the birthday??" ask Typhoon.

"Lalalalaw.. Epan.. yeee" exclaimed the excited Typhoon mother.

Typhoon fixated.

"Mother?? I-mom remember Typhoon's birthday?" ask Typhoon don't believe it.

Mother Typhoon nodded quickly with a happy innocent face.

"Cut the cake. cut the cake" exclaimed Typhoon mother humming while patting her hands together.

Alia who was there could only smile.

"It turns out, I still remember Typhoon's birthday"

The typhoon heard with a astonished face.

"But my birthday is past Aliaaa." cried Typhoon.

But without a second thought Alia instead gave a plastic knife in front of the Typhoon.

"Thankful, it turns out that you still remember the same mas.so do not forget to pray before cutting the cake" said Alia with a sweet smile before the Typhoon. It appears the Typhoon accepted it reluctantly.

"Cut..cut!!" exclaim mother Typhoon. Alia did the same with her mother. So that a cheerful mood was heard.

Seeing that Typhoon could only shake his head.

"Let's go, ask for a good prayer before cutting the cake" said Alia excitedly.

Typhoon clucked with a funny smile framed on his face. He pretended to close his eyes as if he were going to pray.

"Eehh.wait mas.wait..Alia will take a picture of him." hold Alia quickly grabbed her phone and ran small towards the dining table. Alia is standing right in front of the Typhoon.

"You seriously want a photo??" typhoon Protest.

Alia laughed gigglingly and did not care about the employer's protest.

"Let's smile.." exclaimed Alia gave a cue. "mother also smiled. Deket again ma'am, hug the Typhoon.." timpal Alia as if giving directions. " Okay, 1.2.3"

Because the cue is unexpected Mother Typhoon embrace the shoulder of the child until the Typhoon was shocked.

And one rare moment was recorded perfectly in mobile photos, Alia.

"Waaah, good.." cried Alia happy. "Okay now mas close his eyes pray just cut the cake" said Alia.

The typhoon let out a long sigh and finally followed Alia's orders. He closed his eyes in front of the simple cake.

And after a few seconds both eyes were opened with a gaze fixed on Alia's smiling face.

A mysterious smile was framed on the face of the Typhoon, then he soon cut the Cake.

"Yeee.." exclaimed happy mother.

Plop.plop.plop.

Alia smiled widely with a focused gaze on the cellphone screen that turned out to record the moment.

"Come mas, cut again. bribe mother dong" said Alia.

"Huh??" the Typhoon exclaimed in wonder, and he felt it was too childish.

"Let's mas, when else you can do this." continued Alia by staying focused on the video that sedan he recorded.

"Epan.." exclaimed Mother.

And in the end, the Typhoon returned to comply with the strange request. Typhoon cut a medium-sized Cake and then fed the mother who looks excited to receive the Cake.

"Horeee.." cried Alia girang. "Where's mom, how good are the cakes??"

Mother Typhoon just nodded, but clearly her smile was so warm like never before.

Suddenly the Typhoon came in front of Alia who was recording the figure of the employer's mother and did not realize the figure of the employer who approached.

Alia.

"Yes???" then his face turned fixated on the master who came with Cake in his hand.

Then the Typhoon again gave a smile to Alia who was astonished.

"You should also eat this Cake." Typhoon said as he thrust the Cake at Alia.

"A, Alia.. Alia?" Alia looks doubtful.

"Come, just eat..Aaa" exclaimed the Typhoon with its mouth forming a large A.

Alia is aiming weirdly. But the Typhoon's mother cheered.

"Sukmas!!" girang.

"Mother??" exclaims Alia doesn't believe.

"Tuh, I told you too" exclaimed Typhoon. "Don't make the mood of the mother broken" threatened Typhoon.

Alia looks riled up, but Typhoon looks intimidating her gaze at Alia. It was like a code for Alia to obey.

And finally, despite the doubts, Alia finally obeyed the order. He also approached the Cake held by the Typhoon.

But once near the mouth of Alia, Typhoon also grinned nosy. When the distance of Alia's mouth almost bite Cake, suddenly the Typhoon even pulled up and the fla cake even hit Alia's nose.

Suddenly Typhoon laughed to see the face of Alia who became cypress because of the white fla is at the end of his nose.

"Iiiikkh, in the Typhoon!!" exclaim Alia protest. "What the hell?? too intentionally!!"

But the master laughed out loud. Alia wiped the fla over her nose and then looked annoyed at the laughter of the master who deliberately harassed her.

"Review yes!!" alia said with a look at the Typhoon's face that was still laughing at her.

The typhoon immediately ran small to avoid Alia's attack.

Alia was lured to pursue the master and want revenge.

"Alia, you can't be angry dong..kan mas birthday!!" goda Typhoon.

"Yes, just pretending!!" sahut Alia who is still trying to catch a smart Typhoon avoids Alia.

The Typhoon Mother even exclaimed with continued applause.

"If you pretend it's still a birthday" answered the increasingly irritated Typhoon Alia who continues to try to get its prey.

Alia grinned when she could not reach the smart Typhoon escaped.

"Pliase deh mas. don't dodge!!" alia's beard was upset with the master.

"Hoho.. Come on, can you not?" the still clever Typhoon challenge evades Alia who looks overwhelmed to catch the employer.

"Sukma.sukma.." exclaimed mother gave support.

But in the midst of the excitement, suddenly the Typhoon phone in his pants pocket rang. And it successfully shifted the focus of the Typhoon who tried to reach into his pocket to get a cellphone.

And the opportunity was taken quickly by Alia who quickly caught the Typhoon.

Grep..

"Can!!" exclaiming Alia who suddenly caught the Typhoon, the Typhoon that was not ready was immediately hull and grabbed Alia.

"Kyaaa.." cried Alia.

Braaakk. both fall together. The body of the Typhoon successfully fell on the floor.

"Huuuffftt.." Breath of Typhoon with face up. Then before long his gaze met with Alia's glared gaze.

Isdeg..

For a few seconds, the two stared at each other, until Typhoon's mother came closer.

"Sukma??" exclaim mom Typhoon worried.

Alia regained her senses, then quickly woke up from the top of the Typhoon.

"Ah, ma-maaf mas" cried Alia riled.

The cyclone woke up shortly after Alia woke up.

"Yes. no papa.." exclaimed the Typhoon that looked at Alia's waist. "Your clothes!!" point Typhoon at Alia's shirt.

Alia reflex looked at her clothes and right on her waist side was a pile of fla. And it came from the hands of the Typhoon.

"Hm, Alia should change clothes. yuk, buk" Alia asked awkwardly.

"Hm.." muttered the Typhoon without being able to hold back. Then he looked at the phone that also fell to the other side and grabbed it back.

"Come, buk. "take Alia stiffly. "Once again, sorry mas.." said Alia who suddenly rushed to pull the arm of the Typhoon mother to immediately enter the room and disappear from the presence of the employer.

The typhoon only saw two women from different generations enter the same room until the door was closed.

Silent and Typhoon was still staring at the door of his mother's room with a happy face.

And subconsciously looked at his hand that was smashed with Cake who had been crushed by being hit by Alia's waist earlier.

And for a moment, Typhoon again imagined when Alia was in his arms. So warm and make yes a dilemma.

Suddenly, the phone rings again. The typhoon looked at the phone and instantly his face turned serious.

"Rudy???" exclaimed Typhoon wonder, what his friend was calling at this curfew.