Babysit Wife Candidate

Begin the bayik

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After cleaning her body with water, and now Andra looks fresher.

Then he entered into the room of the umma, where there was already a Maulana who was waiting for the tiny.

Fortunately, umma's room was tight, so the sound of the baby's cry was somewhat muffled.

Andra approached the baby, stroking her red cheeks.

The baby's cry is getting louder, "Oekk...oeekk...!"

"Where's your mom, Dek?" andra asked Maulana who was looking at the baby confused.

"Again what do not know, I Bang," replied Maulana grimaced to see the tiny lips were incessantly crying since earlier.

Andra who did not know what to do, to stop crying at the baby, she spontaneously held the tiny baby who was the female sex.

"Cup, cup yes dear...! Don't cry dong, are you thirsty? What is this God?" confused Andra still continues to hold the baby.

The little baby continued to cry and thrashed in the hands of the tyrannical-faced teenager.

"Okay, not diem-diem too, even more crying, how is that Bang?" panicked Maulana while pacing back and forth following Andra who cradled to there and here.

"Where do you know, Dek? did you ever have a baby?" andra was upset because she was confused herself.

" Yes there, you see umma again what! How long ago!" drive Andra to his only brother.

"Okay Bang, babacain sholawat just try, who knows a little quiet baby." Maulana said as soon as it passed from inside the square room.

Bener also said Maulana, why the cave did not think of earlier, but,

O Allah, help me to soothe this baby, with the treatises and prayers of Sholawat upon Your Prophet.

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"Solatullah salamullah, alaa thoha rosulillah.

Salamullah, alaa yasiin habibillah.

Tawassalna bibismillah, wabilhadii rosulillah.

Wakulli mujaa hidilillah, biahlil badri O Allah."

And, sure enough the baby's cry was a bit subsided not as tight as earlier, even his body was quite calm, just his head was busy turning to the right and to the left like looking for something.

Andra hurriedly chanted the sholawat back, before the baby's cries broke again.

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"Divine sallimin ummah, minal afaa tiwanniqmah.

Wamin hammiw wamin ghummah, biahlil badri o Allah."

Then, there was the only woman in the house, with a long negligee whose arms had been rolled up to the elbows, and a wide veil which she pulled slightly behind her neck, in a hurry he entered the room, carrying something in his hand.

"Here, Bang, let Umma who is fat, you hold this aja," the decree umma then took over the baby who was in the arms of his first son.

"I, what the hell is this, Umma? don't be a macem, though,!" cecar Andra with a confused face while watching the light brown liquid, which umma put in the cup and now in his hand. Andra was seen sniffing the liquid that was still steaming hot steam.

"What are you, yes, Umma there's no way you can be this kid, Bang! You forgot, Umma ever had a child?" hardik woman who still looks very beautiful despite her age has stepped on the head of four.

"I, yeah, Um, sorry. What's this confused brother?" regret Andra because he saw the two eyes of the umma who was lofty and flattering getting bigger.

Hearing the debate, the baby who had calmed down a bit again screamed loudly.

"OOEEKKEN....!!"

"Out, cup, cup, Iangg..sstt. Patience is Neng botoh, Neng geulis, Cah ayuu.." said umma trying to calm down, while occasionally stroking the baby's jellyfish.

However, he immediately lowered his head when he got a sharp look from the two.

" That's it, the fate of the cunning slaves is like this ,"

"Mending you a fanin aja, the liquid in the cup, let cepet adem," orders umma to his second son Maulana.

"What is this liquid Umma? the smell is like fresh rice mateng so, continue to smell the sugar," Andra's lizard again makes the umma sigh.

"Here, it's been a while! Kasian, Dedek the baby is so tired!" pinta umma then feed the tiny baby, with a thick brownish liquid using a small spoon.

Slowly, the baby's red lips tasted, feeling a foreign object that entered the mouth, by sticking out his tongue that was still rough.

"Um_?" andra's question was cut because the umma's glance was as sharp as razor. Instantly his mouth shut. He decided to watch and trust the woman who had given birth and raised them without a father, for ten years.

There's no way umma would give something that can't be eaten by a chatty baby, right?

Yes, the baby is chatty, the name he pinned because the sound of the cry of the baby is so deafening.

(His name is also baby lameness!)

Maulana just held back a smile seeing the interaction between umma and her brother.

Yes, he and his brother were very afraid and as much as possible, not to make the umma angry.

Especially to make umma sad, that is the thing they have been avoiding.

Umma, has long suffered and tired, in fact, in his heart has been embedded many painful wounds, but not bleeding.

The two teenagers, whose good looks are down from the genetics of the abuya.Just be able to stare in silence, watching the greatest woman in their lives. Slowly and gradually feed, until the baby is silent and then asleep.

Then umma put the baby on the bed.He put it a bit to the middle.

"Thank God, Thank God...!" say umma sumringah full of gratitude and relief.

Because the baby was happy with what he gave.

"God willing, pules until morning!" please the instant hooded woman who covers all the way to the stomach.

"It's early in the morning, too, Um.adaww!" pekik Maulana who got a prick in his head.

Until he got the naughtiness of the brother.

"Well, Umma want to go back this narok first," he said to the two sons while lifting the cup that was almost the toilet.

"Umma, wait! You, big Bayik please take care of a small baby aja okeh!"his orders were all mocked Maulana, until he got a plot from his sister. Andra chuckled without a sound, then immediately ran out of the room chasing umma.

" Omm, _Ish, let me wash the equipment." Andra immediately took over who was cleaning umma.

"Kartika also silenced what the son wanted to do, he was in fashion in need of an explanation.

" Umma wants to make energy, What would you like to taste?" tanya umma without looking.He was pouring hot water into the mug.

"Jahe, um." Andra also continues to do his job cleaning the equipment that was just used umma to make the baby drink.

"Umma, wait in the living room! No, old man!"

"Yes, mom!"

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What kind of baby is that?

Readers can anyone answer that?

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Don't forget the support yes, let's mak semanget lha tuu...😙