
“Jan, later tonight you are ready ya“ pinta Anwar in the morning, when we are enjoying breakfast.
“Emh, where are you going??” I asked, looking at my husband's face.
“Later the night of Andi's wedding reception, we and our family were invited“ he explained.
“O yes??? Andi's married? “ with a sparkling face I looked at my husband, Andi that besides he is my husband's secretary, he is also like family to me, he is very good, helps us a lot, not only when in the job, but also, but also outside of work.
“Iya, finally marry her too, hhee“ Anwar chuckles.
“You know, so keep going, Andi every day you becandain“ I smile.
“Ya how do dong end? Every day, how does marriage feel?? I'm so confused replied“ Anwar spread his shoulders.
“Kok confused??”
“ Yes, so good to marry, until I was confused how to describe it how??” Anwar chuckles.
Ah ... This household of mine, the ups and downs of me and Anwar built it, a lot of things have happened, a lot of things that we have passed, until we became stronger, so that we became stronger, becoming more and more immune to all the tests we will pass in the future.
I smile with “Then I have to be ready to buy new clothes nih“ I raise my eyebrows, give a code, so Anwar will give me more money for shopping, he.
“Iya, can you just buy all your needs, why should you give the kayak code anyway?? Just money you who hold Kok“ Anwar chewed rich sari bran bread, then sipped koffeenya.
“He .. yes yes yes, but you still have to permission first“ replied me.
“Yes, later in the day, you go for a walk, but do not let my son tired you know“ Anwar warned, I if already in the ingetin like that, like as good as it feels, Fadli is my son, I'm so happy, so how could I possibly make him suffer.
“I'm his mother, I know better which is best for my son“ I replied cynically.
“Don't be cynical rowdy, I'm his father obviously I'm more worried than you“ he replied mendelik, can't accept me talking like that.
“Huh!” I turned my face away.
“Udah, do not sulk, would like to shop“ Anwar menoel my chin.
“Do not odd!” I'm glaring.
“ Yes yes, hhee“ Anwar resumed his breakfast activities, then he prepared to leave for the office. After the drama of parting and kissing his son, Anwar went to work.
“Honey, we are ready to go to the mall yaaa, we are shopping“ I spoke to my son, and he even chuckles adorable.
Ah ... My son is like that, he's a cute, cute, adorable baby, he rarely cries, never fusses, he laughs all the time. Even funny, when he fell asleep he still had a smile.
I immediately bathed my son, then dressed him up, very funny.
“Bi! Bi Lastri!!“ I called Bi Lastri who was in the living room, but she never answered.
“Iya bu,“ not long Tiwi nongol on my room door.
“Loh? You don't work Wi?” many confused.
“So bu“ answers shakes “I again permission aja bu“
“You sick??” my many.
“So ma'am, just want to rest, Mom why call my Mom??” tanyakanya.
“Ah, no, I and Fadli want to take a walk out, Bi Lastri come with ya“.
“It looks like my mother can't deh bu, how about if Mom went the same as me?” lastri.
“Oh rowdy?? But you sure can help me get hold of Fadli?“ kuanyaku, doubt.
“Yes already if you can, you can come, let us go“ take me.
I'm getting ready, with a bag full of Fadli's needs, formula milk, change of clothes, Fadli toys, pampers and so on. Well ... That's how if the mother wants to travel, must be the carry-on.
“Iya bu“ Tiwi helped bring me the big bag I was going to bring, then put it in the car.
“Pak Anto, we go to the mall yaa“ I said to Mr. Anto.
“Good bu“ Pak Anto nodded, then drove his car.
Me and Fadli were sitting in the middle seat, while Tiwi was sitting in the front, no one was telling, only that was Tiwi's own wish.
I smiled, there are many things that I would like to correct from Tiwi, but I can't tell you yet. Right now, let it be.
Arriving at the mall, I got out of the car with Fadli, lowered the baby stroller, put Fadli in it, then pushed him, followed by Tiwi, from beside me.
“Waaahhh ... Bu look, it's clothes branded again discount lho“ Tiwi pointed hangers that are indicated by discount numbers.
I shook my head, I didn't really like to waste money, for something I didn't really need.
“Tiwi really want the shirt, but not yet payjian“ sahut while looking down.
“Tiwi Mau?” I stared at him.
“Iya, but a minute when payday“ he shook his head.
“Take if Tiwi want“ I offer, pity also Tiwi, a teenager the age of Tiwi, must have a lot of desire for things like that.
“Hah?? Seriously bu??” her question was self-assured, with a sparkling face.
“Iya, Tiwi take yes, be picky, I want to pick a shirt for Fadli“ I pat this sexy girl on the shoulder, and pass while pushing the stroler in Fadli. While Tiwi, she excitedly stormed the clothes she wanted.
“Honey, Mom's son, Fadli want which shirt??” I asked Fadli, pointing some clothes at him.
“Hheeooo ... “ Fadli show shirt spiderman picture.
“hah?? Son Mom likes spiderman??” I asked while sticking out his nose.
As if understand Fadli laughing, “Bby, we take this ya” I took some clothes for Fadli, and put them in the troly.
“Oh, where is Aunt Tiwi?? How long?” I was crying looking for Tiwi, I asked Tiwi to nganter me, so that someone can take care of Fadli, when I tried clothes, this Tiwi even lost somewhere?? And I even bother myself.
Many times I sighed, out of confusion, while I wanted to try on the clothes I liked, but I could not bring Fadli into the pass room.
“Do I help Jan??” suddenly the voice of a man shocked me.
“Loh ?? Randi?? Here too??” I was shocked to see Randi smiling at me.
“Yes, just so happens, again something is sought, you like hassles huh?? Want help, no??” bargained for.
“Ah, don't Ran, it's okay, I was here just the same temen, but he's not there, lost not know where??” my clear.
“Nothing, you want to try on clothes right??” Randi looked at my arm, which was holding some clothes.
“Ah, really do not need Ran, later aja“ replied me, me?? Obviously there does not want any misunderstanding, between me and Randi, the intention of Randi is good to help me, only I am afraid, if there are people who make this moment into a misunderstanding.
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