Being a Mother to Your Child
Chapter 62. Sense of taste
Chapter 62. Sense of taste
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Galeful
Although Raka had spoken scathingly to him, but ever since the man had helped him twice, he had now neutralized his judgment to the always fragrant man.
" I'm sorry!" Galuh left shortly after he served the warm ginger wedang.
Raka looked at the woman's back with a meaningful look. The woman carried a tray of milk and fried chicken nuggets for her son's snacks. A smile rose from his lips.
" What's happening to me!" He rubbed his face rough while shaking his head to eliminate the strange thoughts that suddenly attacked him.
During these three days, Galuh always came home on time because Citra was very cooperative. The boy always slept on time, every sip a glass of homemade milk every night.
During that time, Galuh at eight o'clock at night was always picked up by his subscription online taxi, because he came home without saying goodbye to Raka.
Raka seems busy and always in his room every night, making Galuh leave a message to Mbak Sulastri, if he has returned home.
" How's mbak? Smoothly?" Dinda asked with a face that was already full of crooked masks that shocked her like a demon.
" Jeez Din, you're just missing out!" Galuh said while holding his chest, while Dinda managed to surprise him.
Dinda half-dead held back her laughter so that the mask that had been perched rigidly on her face was not cracked.
" Yes good, it's like easy work!' Tukas Galuh who now apply facial moisturizer ahead of his sleep. " The image of his son is submissive!"
" Good, now ngasuh his son first, who knows tomorrow ngasuh his father right?" Dinda was still trying to hold back her laughter and immediately blurred as soon as she saw her brother's noble face go up in black.
" Baboor!!"
Galuh shook his head for the sake of the behavior of Dinda's bars. He is now stunned. Raka's good, but.ah. He had just been injured, and silence was the right choice at this moment.
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A month passed and everything went as it should. Dinda who was the first to receive a salary was very excited and immediately sent a message to her brother, and promised to invite him to eat with his Mother and Father.
Even with Galuh who did not think that the salary he received exceeded his salary during his time as a teacher at the Kindergarten.
Andhira and Abhimanyu who know that Galuh is now the caretaker of Citra , also feel happy and calm. Dhira never distinguished anyone in their family. For him, most importantly, his grandson is healthy and well cared for.
While the Goddess who knew that was truly wrathful. He felt the woman had the potential to foil his plans. Can no longer delay yourself to drift.
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Raka Residence
Galuh who tonight is about to go home to hear if Raka is nauseous and her body is hot, immediately undo his intentions.
" Is Dad sick?" Citra asked who was looking grimly at her pale-faced father and was now lying on the bed.
Raka smiled stroking her son's head. " May catch a cold, Daddy's got nothing!"
Galuh. The man looked very pale but still tried not to look weak in front of his son.
" Sir, please bring a glass of warm water!" Pinta Galuh and immediately answered with a quick nod by Mbak Las.
" What's better, I'll call the doctor sir?" The real Galuh also panicked.
Raka shook her head, "No need, usually I'm in the scrapes also healed!"
" Raka sir has gravel?" Galuh asked looking at Raka carefully.
The man had been scraped by Bu Kartika when he was Junior High, when he was training and raining.
" Can you?" Ask Raka to Galuh. His stomach is a little flattened. " If I could ask for help!" Said the man staring at Galuh with a face that looked unwell.
Galuh nodded despite a little hesitation. " I'm looking for eucalyptus oil first in a P3K box!"
As Galuh went Raka looked at his son who was now creeping up on his father's bed. The little boy panicked when he heard his father's nauseous voice.
Galuh came along with Mbak Las who brought a glass of warm water. Raka's maid is now resigned because she still has another job in the kitchen.
" Drink first Sir!" Galuh handed the glass to Raka. All warm water is believed to relieve bloating.
" Thank you!" Said Raka who felt something was entering her heart, every Galuh who sincerely now wants to pay attention to it.
Although awkward, Raka immediately undressed. And leaving a solid back nan, whose temperature is now warm tends to be hot.
" Do you want to be in anything, ma'am?" Ask Citra to Galuh who is now sitting himself on the edge of the bed, where Raka lies down on his face.
" It's his name in the dents, Dad's in the wind again. Hope you're healthy later?" Galuh killed his grooves by talking to Citra. The woman really felt gnawing while now feeling Raka's back and flattening the fresh-scented oil cajuput, onto the clay's back.
" Good God, that's his back!" Galuh murmured gulp.
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Rabbet
The sick even now feel hot while the soft hands Galuh, now creeping with a slippery sensation on his back. Really worrying.
A moment later he enjoyed the rhythm of the coin that peppered his skin with a fairly hard pressure. Slightly sick yet delicious.
He enjoyed a clear coin massage at this time creating a red scratch but was quite tasty, he grimaced once in a while, while Galuh pressed too strongly.
" www!" Ringis Raka who feels like her skin is in sayat.
" Sorry.sorry, I'll slow down. I think you don't feel anything because it's silent, this.(which is what his back means) is strongly linked!" Galuh said that his thumb was sore because he pressed very strongly. He was worried that Raka felt nothing.
Raka sniggered in heart. " What did he say? My back is hard, my God!"
He was silent as he closed his eyes, though inwardly chuckled. That woman is really funny he thought. His stomach that was bloated suddenly improved.
" Mother Galuh, sing a song dong!" The image that began to feel sleepy because it waited for two adult humans who were busy scraping, now chose to lay his body beside the father, who still closed his eyes while turning to the left side.
" Singing what song? Get me the Moon?" Galuh replied, who now re-applied the oil.
" Want!" Image with closed eyes.
🎶Take the month of Bu...
Bring me the moon Ma'am..
Raka actually heard even though her eyes closed for the sake of feeling Galuh's rubbing which was still as strong.
The one that shines in the sky..
In the sky of the moon...
the light reaches the stars...
Raka smiled. The woman's voice was so sweet. He deserves to be a teacher. Because in addition to being patient, the woman apparently had other talents.
Bring me the moon Ma'am...
To illuminate
My dark sleep..
Galuh presents the song three times and now Citra is really sound in the dream. Along with that, he has now also finished printing red horizontal strokes all over his wide, burly back.
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Galeful
Galuh momentarily stunned to see the child and father who is now flinch. They fell asleep with that. He looked at the clock and showed it at eight in less than 10 minutes.
" I'd better not say goodbye. It was night too!" He murmured in his heart. Let Citra sleep near her father.
Galuh who was still sitting on the edge of the bed was now about to envelop Citra's body from beside Raka's unmoved body.
But not expected before by Galuh, the man suddenly wriggled to turn his body and accidentally their faces met.
CUPS
Raka accidentally kissed Galuh's cheek as the woman was about to pull a blanket for Citra.
Making both of them now both widen their eyes.
No!!!!
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