A Friend from Malaysia

Bonchap 1

Green House

"Ruby, you don't lose heart. Brother doesn't like it, if Ruby disturbs Brother Ammar play!" ammar's scolding on Ruby who was ruffling rubik owned by his brother, Ammar.

"Ammar isn't that good. Let Ruby's sister play rubik have a brother. Share hmm?" persuade Ilham who is busy tidying his clothes.

"Where is it broken? Rubik Abang Ammar must decrease by one. It's no fun, Dad! I'd better just swap Ruby's sister with lil bro's sister on uncle doctor!" kecam the brother.

Inspiration shook his head to hear Ammar who was frenzied to see Ruby who ruffled his rubik.

Baby Ruby is 9 months old now. In accordance with the age of the correction, he can already lie on his stomach like he was swimming on land and ruffling all the items around him.

"Iss! Ruby's! Don't be like that!" Still heard a row of voices Ammar saw the behavior of his sister.

"Ammar dear, don't be scolded for pity. Don't be so good, son. Pity Ruby if Ammar's brother is angry constantly."

Yola, who had just finished preparing breakfast in the kitchen, walked over to Ammar and hugged him.

"Mom .. Look at Ruby's sister! All the rubies of Ammar put in his mouth and look! Wet with saliva, everything!" his sister's to Yola.

Yola sighed and broke away from Ammar's embrace. Then Yola lifted Ruby who was lying on the floor and carried her.

"Ruby! Don't be naughty with you, brother! Mommy pinches later," said Yola feigning anger. He did it to make Ammar feel better.

"Eeh, Mommy can't pinch Daddy's favorite slave!" celtuk Ilham while grabbing Ruby from Yola's sling.

"Try on, Mom! Daddy's a favorit, don't love Ammar," whined Ammar. "It's all because of Ruby!"

"Ammar ever since there was mommy Yola no longer love Daddy," reply Ilham did not want to lose

"Ammar loves Daddy, but Mommy, Ammar misses. Ammar wants to spend a lot of mase with Mommy. But now Ruby also took mommy and daddy anyway," said Ammar while crying.

And Yola understood very well what her firstborn was feeling. He was jealous of his sister.

"Isss, Brother! Brother is the same as his own child so do not want to lose," said Yola.

Inspiration crybaby heard his wife's scolding.

"It's okay, honey. There is still Mommy. Ammar will remain Mommy's favorite slave" Yola said, hugging Ammar again.

Ammar tightened his cries. Make Yola glare at Ilham and give the code to her husband to persuade their son.

"Uhhh, no, honey. Ammar also remains a favorite slave of daddy," persuaded Ilham finally.

Ruby handed it to Yola, then her eldest son was carried.

"Daddy lied!" the accusation is that Ammar does not believe.

"Not lying, Daddy dear very much with Ammar," persuaded Ilham again.

"But Daddy loves Ruby more because she's a girl!" accuse Ammar.

"Who said that?" shangkal Ilham's. "Daddy loves you both very much. Both are Daddy's favorite slaves."

"Ammar don't believe it!"

Ilham sighed.

"Where is Ammar Permaye's brother?" ask Ilham anyway.

"Ruby made all Ammar's toys dirty with his saliva. Ammar doesn't want to wear it anymore" said the boy scowled.

Yola shook her head at the quarrel of two very important men in her life.

"Let's Daddy buy Ammar a new rubik, humm?" ilham Rayu.

"Tool to?" ask Ammar not to believe it.

"Rubber," replied Ilham trying to convince his son.

"Promise?"

"Yes. I promise, Son," replied Ilham.

"Have you finished fighting? Can we have breakfast now?" tanya Yola acted ferociously. "Do you want to continue again? Let Mommy have breakfast first?"

"Kite ain't no fuckin' shit, Mom. Is that right, Ammar?" ilham told Ammar.

"Hum, not even so, Mom!"

Yola still communicates with her Indonesian language although occasionally she tucks the Malay language accent in her words to make Ammar understand her words more.

Now they sit in their dining chairs. As usual Ilham will sit in the main seat where the head of the family is, then Yola on his right side, and then Ammar is on his left side. Meanwhile, Baby Ruby accidentally sat next to Yola with her baby dining chair that was deliberately set as high as the dining table.

"What do you want to wear? A strawberry? Chocolate boy? Or sweet cheese?" Yola asked her the choice of jam for the bread that would be Ammar's breakfast.

"Ammar doesn't want strawberries. That strawberry is for the slave girl, Mom," she replied.

"Hey .. since when are strawberries only for women?" asked Yola while laughing amusedly.

"Together all Ruby's clothes, her room, her shoes, all the strawberry pictures. That's the strawberry sign for girls, Mom!" answer Ammar.

Yola chuckled at hearing that.

"Darling, that's not true. Strawberries can be eaten by anyone without being distinguished by gender. But ... not for accessories. So strawberry or chocolate? Or cheese?"

Ammar seemed to think for a moment.

"All right, just chocolate" he said.

"OK, Mommy made it," said Yola.

Then the busy Yola preparing breakfast for her small family was again seen in this house.

Yes, since Yola and Ilham returned from Pnomh Penh, they decided to stay at Green House, the wedding gift house of Atok Yahya. After being used to taking care of Ilham and Ruby alone in Pnomh Penh for eight months, when returning to Kuala Lumpur, the mother of two children decided to take care of her own family apart from the Nirwan family. Initially Zubedah, his in-laws objected. But when Yola said she wanted to use what Atok Yahya had given them, Zubaidah had no choice but to grant it. At the house of the Nirwan family, Andini and Hafiz accompanied him.

"The gate is over" said Ilham, wiping his mouth with a clean napkin on the table.

Yola who was feeding Ruby with cereal porridge looked at her husband's plate.

"A little too much to eat?" his protest, when he saw the toast he prepared was only eaten by a sheet, leaving several other pieces of bread.

"Rush in a hurry, Honey. You have to meet someone, maybe he has arrived at the airport" he said.

Yola frowned in surprise.

"Who?"

"You must like to meet him" said Ilham.

"Mama?" guess Yola.

Inspiration shrugs shoulders.

"Daughter?"

"Buh! My brother is leaving now!" ilham said while peeping the top of Yola's head inside.

Then she turned to Ruby, kissing fondly the porridge-pumped cheek. Then he pretended not to see Ammar, until Ammar folded his hands on his chest and looked at him with a squeaking look.

"Oh, hahaha, Daddy didn't forget. Daddy also loves Ammar, but sometimes Ammar does not want Daddy kissing," lamented Ilham.

"Kissing is just je" said the son.

Ilham kissed Ammar's cheek just sticking.

"Sort of like that?" ask Ilham.

Ammar nodded.

Ilham laughed and ruffled Ammar's hair.

"Okay, Daddy go first, okay? Assalamualaikum," he said to Ammar and Yola.

"Waalaikumsalam" the two answered.

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At the airport, a woman was looking for someone to pick her up. Before long his smile then they heard someone call to him.

"Sonia!"

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