Bangtan Complex

welcoming Ramadan

Jeon's Family House, 02.30wib

Oeekkk～

Oeekkk～

Little Jeon cried, Jungkook who was disturbed even though his eyes were half closed trying to calm the little one, so that the little one could go back to sleep. Previously he checked his diaper—not wet.

Ah, maybe the little one's hungry.

Jungkook flicked his blanket, then got up from the bed to the nightstand to make milk for the little guy.

After he finished making milk, carrying the little one, Jungkook took the pacifier he put beside the bed.

Although his eyes were half closed due to drowsiness, Jungkook tried his best to help his wife. At least if your little one cries in the middle of the night like this, Jungkook is ready to handle.

Oeekkk～

Oeekkk～

"Sst shht, cep cep cep cep. Papah child do not cry. have been drinking milk." Said Jungkook while yawning.

Oeekkk～

Oeekkk～

Jimin, who heard the little one crying, woke up. Rub both eyes to be more open. Jimin looked at Jungkook

bewildered.

"Jung...?" Call her, call her,

Jungkook muttered, but his hands were still busy cuddling, even though Jimin saw Jungkook doing it with his eyes half closed.

"What are you doing??" Ask Jimin astonished,

"Little cry earlier, so I carry it and make it milk."

Jimin smiled gently, "But baby, the one you carry is not our son."

Jungkook immediately widened his eyes that very second, in his eyes Jimin who was busy holding the little guy in his lap.

Then move on to his own car, though,

"God!!! So from earlier I was pacifier milk to the bolster?? Deserve the little one crying mulu."

Jimin chuckled and shook his head, "You sleep, let me take care of it."

Jungkook nodded, then put his body back on the bed and went back to sleep. Jimin sighed and smiled as he looked at the child.

"Looks, Papah you're lacking me." In his sleep the little guy squirms little and smiles thinly.

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Masjid again rame, considering the other two days of Ramadan so the REMA alias Masjid Teen busy working together, cleaning the mosque environment.

Led by Ustadz Xiumin, the morning activities went as well as they should. Even the youth from the NCT Complex also Wanawan helped, considering Al-Ikhlas Mosque is the largest mosque in their complex area.

"Eh, Ten...a broom that's really you!!!"

"My name is Ten, Ustadz." Clearly Ten, the new teens are entering Junior High this year.

"Well, it's Indonesia Ten is Ten." Ustadz Xiumin did not want to lose.

"Sir Uztads, it's outside of Daehwi just as Jinyoung usurps a mop!!!" Woojin shouted from the front of the terrace.

"Astagfirullah, let alone this..."Ustadz Xiumin muttered and went out to break up the two. And sure enough, two teenagers whose responsibilities are still unstable are cool to pull the mop cloth that began to tear.

"It's not Us..."

"Hush, call the complete Ustadz, Jinyoung." Woojin yelled as he softly clapped Jinyoung's arm.

"Yes, let's not mean it. Ribet." Astagfirullah, Jinyoung is a bad boy. His son Sehun the vegetable maker if you want to know.

"Why should it be a storm? There are many mop fabrics. Didn't anyone bring it from their homes??" Ask a gentle Ustadz Xiumin.

"Tauk tuh Ustadz, even though I first held. Eh, Jinyoung play a robot, I hurt Ustadz. Felt Jinyoung's nicung my gebetan." Lah kok this Daehwi even ventured, Ustadz Xiumin who was horrified just cengo.

"Ck Ck Ck..." Woojin and Ustadz Xiumin clucked while shaking their heads, indeed the fathers of their goal.

"Yes already, Daehwi mengedingan you finish

back room with Guan and Daniel, there." Ustadz Xiumin said, Daehwi nodded obediently.

"Keep I mengapain Us―tadz. Hehe.." Jinyoung grinned the horse,

"You? Yes keep mopping, it was from earlier you who did." Ustadz replied lightly and left Jinyoung pouting, while Woojin chuckled amusedly beside him.

While in the clean-up mosque, at the house of Bu Hajah Baekhyun, other mothers are busy with marawisan.

"Thoybah Thoibah dzawal 'ayana

Ustughnalik walhavata, nadana walhaval (2x)."

The sound of the horn echoed, even until it sounded all the way to the end of the alley. The power of motherhood cannot be doubted.

And our three beautiful Uke in Bangtan Complex, of course, did not participate in enlivening the marawisan event at Bu Hajah's house.

But the three were having a beautiful conversation under the cherry tree, in front of Seokjin's house.

"I don't know, two more days of fasting." Seokjin broke the silence between them, while Hoseok and Yoon-gi nodded in agreement while eating the red, seductive ripe Cherries.

Hoseok looked up, "Bang, take a lot of dong. Why do you climb the upper ampe, give him two seeds."

Then Hoseok thrust back a small basket complete with a small stick up the tree, where Seokjin nangkring beautiful.

Seokjin mah delicious, eat directly from the poonnya. It's under the leftover pocket, whose fault is not climbing.

"Round to fast, cherries I harvest. That's why I asked you to help Abisin. Dear tar pas fast can not eat." Seokjin is also called fasting. Resisting hunger and thirst. Eating is clearly forbidden.

"Fasting later sales takjil, yuk??" Hoseok turned to look at Yoon-gi.

"Tar happened to kayak Ramadhan taun kemarenya again." Midget Hoseok, considering the past is painful, so Hoseok people just slab.

"Yes, too, but I still have a grudge..." Yongi muttered indifferently. Seokjin and Hoseok nodded in understanding.

Oh by the way, Seokjin has come down from the top of the poon. With a basket full of ripe cherries. Eummm yummy～'s

So want―giliran author who cravings.

Well if the beautiful Uke fun to hang out under the poon, the daddy― does not include Namjoon, because it lives himself who has not had a baby. All three were fishing in Chen's gold pond, Juragan Empang.

"Tetet oh Tetet, why are you thin??"

"Such as I'm not thin, fish don't want to arise, fish don't want to arise."

"Don't you fish, why don't you show up??"

The three looked down at the pool, three seconds later the three laughed together.

Stupid gentlemen.

Victims of Upin Ipin.

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