Besan Ooooh Besan's...

Grandparent

Due to heavy rain falling uncompromisingly, Arga and her mother were forced to have dinner in the mansion.

Previously Keira was told Arga if Aretha's mother had died a long time ago, so Keira could be careful in discussing personally. It is fitting that the child is sticky to him as if lacking the affection of a mother.

Because this is a special moment for her daughters, Hendra is special to cook for the four of them, one form of respect for guests who soon become family.

There is a little debate with the child when deciding the menu to be served. Finally in the cold war Hendra cooked in the main kitchen and Aretha cooked in the back kitchen, an open kitchen leading directly to the pool.

"So how are we left behind gini anyway? Aretha also where else, mama kok not invited to cook, it can help more mopping" grumbled Keira who dyed in the living room.

"E uh mama.. Where are you going?" prevent Arga when the mother gets up and looks at the room.

"Diem uh, mama's going to the bathroom, pee pen. Where the hell is the bathroom?"

Keira smelled the fragrance of the cuisine from the direction she was heading.

"Aha. here is the bathroom" Keira found the bathroom and finished what she was holding.

When out of the bathroom, the smell of cooking again tickled his nose. Keira was curious to continue her steps even deeper.

"Well..why don't you make sure I cook, I can help you right?" Keira saw some dishes were ready, but Hendra was still struggling with other dishes.

"Eh, no problem mom"

"Call Key, it seems we're the same age" Keira cut off as Hendra called her mother.

"alright. You can also call Hendra. Ah yeah, Flo, is that a nickname too?" continued Hendra curious.

"That's actually my last name. Keira Florencia" Keira answered while flipping the meat that Hendra was grilling.

"What if I just call Flo?"

"Can"

"What a pretty name. In accordance with the efforts you are in" Keira smiled at the flattery Hendra. Makes Hendra stunned with his sweet smile.

"His shirt was scorched" Keira warned the stunned Hendra.

"This much food, does it want an important guest huh?" asked Keira who arranged the dishes that were ready at the dining table.

"If I had brought flowers, it would have looked fresher"

"You're right, your flowers always make the atmosphere look fresher. Hope you don't mind our potluck menu"

"What head? this is even too much. Our stomachs won't fit all this delicious food" a happy twinkle emanated in his belo's eyes.

"Mamiiiii .. Retha's cooking is siaaaap.." cried Aretha from behind.

Aretha brought a pot of asem vegetables and a bowl of sambal terasi. And Arga brought a big plate of fried gurame.

"Geez Retha, this is mostly" said Keira who almost drooled when she saw the fried gurame.

"Please calm me. We have all night to eat all these foods"

"Can be fat mami if you eat ginian cake"

Everyone chuckled with Keira.

Hendra unconsciously continued to pay attention to Keira who was not awkward to interact with the child. He even looks like a friend in between their jokes. But when Aretha looks sleepy, she is like a mother who lulls her child. Are they really that close?

Keira wasn't even awkward to take her along in their jokes. Very warm personal.

"Which.." call Keira to Arga.

"Huh?" Hendra who was aghast from daydreams as if answering Keira's call.

"Papa want to be called ayang" Aretha who was sleepy in the lap Keira giggled when Hendra was wrong.

Her face flushed. Their familiarity made him forget about their status.

"Yes ma. Where Arga doesn't bring a raincoat anymore"

"Where are you? nginep is mi. Tomorrow will be a holiday" Aretha said while tightening her embrace on Keira's waist. His head that was lying on Keira's lap and facing his queen's stomach comfortably breathed his warm breath into Keira's stomach.

"You're saying you like it. What the neighbor said if the candidate already nginep aja"

"Where are the neighbors here. Did you see any other houses around here?"

"Yes yeah? where are the neighbors?"

pppffts

Hendra reflex held back his bursts of laughter.

"Tau tuh papa. Make the house far away where it is" Aretha grumbled.

"Yes, I built this house from scratch. I originally bought 1 hectare of land"

"1 hectare? 1 Hectare house. Can pat mengepel house 1 hectare" suddenly all chuckled back with plain speech Keira.

"Oh my goodness, mama. He thought the house was a patch of mopping itself" gelak Arga did not believe the mama was this stupid.

"I mean, I bought 1 hectare of land, I built his house just this patch, the rest I plan to make a horse race. But Aretha refused. Said stink.

"Yes, make a stall but papa aja never nemenin Retha at home. Retha's time should be the same as the stall manager?" gerutu Aretha.

"Mending makes kebon aja, really mami" Aretha rose from her sleep.

"It's up to mommy to be planted with what flowers, free as you wish. It must be more beautiful if it's full of flowers, right?" exclaim Aretha enthusiast.

"Kan Retha same Arga can play india an if there is a flower garden. So romantic right mi" Aretha chuckled to herself with her speech.

"Geez, this is the girl whose brain is sliding" Keira said.

"You are a girl who has no jaim jaimnya" said Hendra who did not understand the behavior of his daughter who shamelessly showed his personality.

"Yee papa mah do not know if this Flo mami anti jaim. Mami is even the same as jaim. Hence the comfortable Retha deket mami" Aretha embraced Keira's arm tightly and placed her head on Keira's shoulder.

Hendra could only shake his head.

Until late at night, heavy rain still flushed the earth. They had to stay in that big house.

Hendra placed Arga in the guest room on the 1st floor. Keira was forced by Aretha to sleep in her room next to Hendra's.

Over night, Aretha continued to hug Keira in her sleep.

Keira could not refuse. Feeling sorry for a child who desperately needs the attention of a mother.

Morning's approaching. Keira who used to wake up early to perform the prayer of dawn was already looking fresh when out of the room.

Last night they were late in a chat that was dreadful until it did not feel like it was past midnight.

Therefore Keira felt still sleepy, but she had to prepare breakfast as usual.

Keira exited the room while continuing to yawn.

Unknowingly his foot stepped onto the stairs as his eyes closed from yawning.

grepp

Hendra swiftly grabbed Keira's slender waist and pulled her so as not to fall.

brukks

But the pull was too strong that Keira's body fell on him.

"Ou.. God... morning is perverted"