
The next day, Laila woke up earlier than yesterday again. His body is starting to get healthy again, his stomach is no longer painful. She had to clean the house, cook for her children and take care of the needs of the twins who had to go to school.
As he exited the room, he saw the toy the King bought yesterday afternoon. The woman let out a heavy sigh, never thinking in the slightest that she would receive an item from the King again. However, just how, her children yesterday looked at her expectantly.
Unable for him to refuse. Then, does Laila still have a taste for the King? I don't know, what seems right now is just hate.
This time Laila was no longer innocent, she had already fallen into the hole made by the King. Now, he has learned from the past. I no longer want to fall into the same hole.
"Huff .. It's up to him to do it! The important thing is not to hurt the twins and not to bother me" Laila muttered in an annoyed tone.
He was angry about the king's actions. Though he had a good life calm in the village, but had to go back runyam because he met the King.
He will give leniency for the King to play with his children, but do not try to approach Laila. I'd love to see King Laila's parrot curse to be a turtle egg.
The woman cleaned her house painstakingly. The clock on the wall showed another half-seven o'clock, it was time he woke the children up to get ready to go to school.
Laila went into her room. Smiling amused when he saw Riska's legs on Risky's face. This girl is really very tough when sleeping.
"The beauty of Mother, the champion of Mother. Wake, Son!"
Laila sat on the bed, then stroked the tops of her children's heads. Riska and Risky just muttered hoarsely. They turned their backs on Laila.
"Son, Brother .. Adek! Wake up, kids, Mother. It was half-seven o'clock. Time to get up and not be late for school!"
After many times Laila woke up her children with love and love. Both of them opened their eyes slowly. They looked at Laila with glaring eyes.
"Yes in the morning, Bun. How, don't you wake up brother?" risky asked half-consciously making Laila laugh.
He immediately kissed the cheek and neck of his son. Makes Risky ticklish and opens his eyes wide.
"Aaa .. ticklish, Mother!" whining Risky managed to stop Laila.
The woman kept her face away from Risky's neck. Not wanting to upset his son.
"Then. Let's get up, take a shower and eat your Mother's fried rice!" rayu Laila made Riska who had pretended to sleep immediately open her eyes.
"Yeay .. fried rice!" cheers spirit.
As a result Laila and Risky can only rotate their eyeballs. This little angel Laila is indeed very much his wits.
Waking up, pretending to be asleep.
"You are dad! Make mother gemes. There wake! Mother also fried beef eggs for you. Later in the day new mother fried chicken! Because the chicken in the fridge is over!" obviously Laila made her two children understand.
They both immediately got out of bed. Get ready to cleanse their bodies.
This time Laila did not bathe Riska and Risky. Because he had to catch up on time to cook.
Laila cooks her children's favorite village fried rice. It didn't take long for him to finally finish his cooking late.
Laila also prepared provisions for her children. So that not many snacks carelessly in his school later.
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A black Pajero sports car parked neatly in front of Laila's house. He waited for his children to leave the house.
The king looked at his face in the mirror, noticing the wrinkles that were in his eye circles.
"Dad! I have to be smart to take care of myself. I'm forty next year. Laila, he's still thirty-one. He's younger than me! If I'm old, he's ashamed to have an ex like me" the king told himself.
He brushed his hair. Then immediately get out of the car when you see Riska and Risky out of the house.
The king also saw the middle-aged man carrying a special rickshaw cargo of items. The difference is there is no goods there, replaced by five small children who wear school uniform paud.
"What the fuck?" the King asked himself when he saw the five little boys wink at him.
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"Don't snack at school! If there is more, love Mother. Let Mother tube!" said Laila made the look of Riska and Risky's face pout.
Looks like all the mothers are like Laila too. He said he could use a tube, and bought rice.
"Riska, Risky! Yepy!" mamat cs shouted making the twins immediately turned to his friend.
They both immediately smiled brightly. It has become a habit for children in the village to go to school using rickshaws. His rickshawman was also the father in Mamat.
"Mother, you go first!"
Riska and Risky immediately kissed the back of her mother's hand. After seeing the twins ride a rickshaw, Laila enters the house, because she is cooking water in the kitchen.
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"Sir, wait a minute!" call the King to stop the pedicab boy.
It's good that the father played bring the twins to school in a rickshaw. She had woken up from three in the morning unable to sleep, impatient to take her son to school.
"Yes, Sir. What's up, huh?" ask Mr. Asep to the King.
This time Riska and Risky paid no heed to the King, as they were too negligent to talk to his friends.
"Riska and Risky let me take you to school!" pinta Raja made the middle-aged man stare Sharp with eyes full of probing.
"Are you the twins?" ask Mr. Asep in wonder.
"I'm their uncle!"
"Abang, Grandpa. You guys know this uncle?"
At the twins, they turned towards the king. They smiled brightly at the King.
"Know, Mr. De!" reply the two in unison.
"Abang, Grandpa. You're going to school with uncle, aren't you?" tawar Raja was sure that his children would agree.
"No, Uncle. Brother and Adek like to ride rickshaw to the rame-rame school together with temen!" reject Risky innocently making the King's smile instantly fade.
Mr. Asep smiled triumphantly.
"You may have a Pajero sport, but for the village kids, riding a rickshaw to a rame-rame school, is more comfortable than riding a Pajero sport!"
Mr. Asep turned on the rickshaw again. Get the gas out of there. Risky and Riska waved their hands towards the King innocently.
"Da da, Uncle King!" they both come together.
The king could only look at her. The twin's rejection created a deep wound in his heart.
Moreover, his children prefer to ride the pedicab rather than ride the Pajero sport.
"My rider lost to a three-wheeled rickshaw," muttered the foolish King.
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