Wife To Alan
Family leader

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While cooking dinner, Inanti looked at Alan who was playing with Nadia. Not only playing, Alan also bathed him on the porch of a spacious balcony. 

Alan buys a child's pool, where he can make Nadia swim there using a neck buoy.

"Mas, that's not gonna pegel his neck?"

"No, Yank. Intentionally let Nadia pinter swimming," said Alan with a bead fixated on the baby.

She swam very cheerfully, Nadia laughed repeatedly feeling the splashing water on her face.

Seeing that, Inanti was happy and happy.

"The…. Tomorrow Papa leaves, dede don't be naughty at home. Take care of Mama not to miss Papa."

And without realizing it, the sentence makes Inanti sad and reminds Alan to leave her.

Trying to hold back the crying, Inanti asked, "Tomorrow what time, Mas?"

"August, Yank. Tenth hour is okay."

"It's noon coming in, Mas."

"It's noon."

"Sama Karl?"

"Yes, Same Andria is also the same Rizki. Oh yes, Yank. They want to see Nadia he said tomorrow before going to the airport. Can you?"

Inanti's forehead is wrinkled. "They know you, when I forbid."

Alan looked at his wife. "Sir papa? You're not papa?"

"No, if you want to come here. Good intentions, not macem macem."

"I'm still smacking basoka in my pants pocket if they're the kind."

"It's up to you" Inanti said, focusing on her cooking, which made Alan chuckle.

Alan was back to focus on Nadia there. "Udahh yukkk. Papa pick his clothes yuuu, which is expensive."

Feeling insinuated, Inanti said, "Yes just choose Papa, who has gold mines all of you."

"Ha ha ha, baper very, Neng." 

Nadia laughed there. "Eh, Papa's son laughed. Funny mom, huh, De? Yuk ah already, Papa gendong dede yuk."

When he was about to be taken, Nadia snatched away unwillingly.

"Where is this, Yank? Don't want to get out of him."

"Can. Swimming in the morning."

"What's this, Yank?"

"Please, you're the expert."

"You know what, beautiful."

Alan again tried to hold a crying Nadia.

"Yank...," lamented Alan difficulty.

"Forced, Mas. Afraid to catch a cold if he wants to."

Alan took a deep breath before bringing Nadia out.

Then…. Screams sounded instantly, baby Nadia was crying loudly. "Tuuuutttt. There's a train, De! Look.. huaaaaa let's carry Papa... ha ha ha."

Inanti shook her head in disbelief, her husband became the new madman while with their son.

"Jeez."

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"Nan, is there any oil?" Ask Madelle from behind the phone.

"Some, Mah, thank you."

"Yes, I ordered it so the veins don't mursrik anymore."

"Yes, Mah."

"What's up?"

"Again Nadia, Mah."

"Oh yes already atuh, Mamah want to pray first yes. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

Inanti is shocked when she sees Alan holding an oil bottle.

"This is from Mamah, Yank? That makes your chest massage."

"Simpen first, Mas. It will be on the cake."

"Right now," said Alan with a rancid face. "I am the one who takes it."

Inanti's face flushed imagining it.

"Cieee. Whybayangin huh? Must like that ticklish huh, Yank?"

"What the hell! No, what does that," he said reluctant to confess.

"Udah, Yank. But slowly yes, afraid you're amused tar wakein Nadia."

"Mas is not like that," said Inanti immediately divert attention by looking at Nadia.

She turns her back on Alan, until Inanti realizes there is no more voice of her husband.

"Mass?"

"Here, Yank."

Inanti approached the origin of the sound. Alan's on the walk in closet packing.

It made Inanti's heart beat fast for no reason. "I'm ready for your clothes, Mom."

"No, these accessories are forgotten, Yank."

"What else?" Inanti packed up.

"Udah times, not enough of this."

"You know how enough, the people you put together are not real, Mas," said Inanti again dismantled it. "This is it."

"duh…. Good thing to have a skilled, good, beautiful, can make children again. Yes, it is, Yank."

Inanti was just silent, she endured all the emotional outbursts that made her cry. Tomorrow there was no longer a man in front of him who always spoiled him.

Because after all, Alan always makes Inanti happy in his own way, giving a new color of life.

And Inanti is not satisfied with Alan. He hasn't talked about his father, about Vanessa and their future. Inanti still wants Alan here.

"Yank?" Alan asked when he realized his wife was different. "Why? I want to hug."

"How long was it there?"

"Not necessarily, Yank. Let's go see the market first."

"You want to get stuck there? There is also a market."

"That's not what it means, my dear. Ahhhh..., need to learn again? Learning to make a child not run around."

And Inanti's silence as an answer to her stubbornness made Alan astonished.

"Yank? Why the hell?"

And when he put the clock in the bag, Inanti shed tears.

"Well, how are you crying? The yank? Wh why? Last morning because of Delisa?"

"You know?" Inanti asked with a hoarse voice.

"Yes? Because she?"

"Not yet."

"Certain why? Don't cry. Same story, why? You sick? What the hell is this? Yankee?"

And long Inanti was silent until she finally said, "Don't stay there long."

That's when Alan realized what was happening. He immediately took his wife into a hug. "Sir papa, honey. I'm just hanging out there. Go straight back here."

Inanti's cry sobbed on her husband's chest, she was silent, only her crying could be heard.

"Isa's prayer not yet?"

Inanti.

"Sholat yuk, I imamin you," said Alan kissing the top of his wife's head. "Don't cry."

Inanti was silent.

"That abbis I salute you, yes, let her sleep well. Wanna?"

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