Bismillah Love

dear grandfather's love

This afternoon Qianita decided to go home, initially Qeysha did not want to stay, but Qeysha really did not want to be separated from the grandfather, as well as the grandmother did not want to, but Qeysha did not want to, Though usually he always follow where the grandmother went.

Giving free time for your father with Shahdan. because they will also not be able to stay long at PKU.

It seems that Mother and Shahdan's father chatted, although sometimes the father himself did not understand the vocabulary that Shahdan said.

"Sir Kek, this is na-nas.."

"it's not pineapple baby, it's coffee." replied the grandmother

"i-yes this fire na-nas nek..."

Syafeera chuckles..."Hot Bun. pa-nas, he said his coffee was hot..."

"o wa lah.. pa-nas." said the grandmother while patting her jidat.

"iya to-pi her na-nas..."

"ko-pi Adan, not to-pi" said the grandfather as he pinched his chubby cheek.

"to-pi.." reply again.

"yes yes, the hat is not papa.." reply the grandfather this time while pinching the nose Syahdan.

"he can be Bun, but if spelled repeatedly, but if playing quickly yes talk as much as possible, sometimes just the tip" said Syafeera

"les you smoothly right Sya, trus Syahdan how..???" ask Dad

"smoothly well... Sometimes I become a teacher..."

"wuih grandpa's granddaughter wants to be a rich lecturer dad huh...??"

Shahdan did not answer he was busy with his toys.

"This afternoon we go to the streets, yes, I want to buy my grandson a toy"

"not rejecting yah, but I know you use the plane, will bother later the trunk" Aydan replied

"dad just want to nyenengin aja. when else try, miss it heavy loh..."

"dad is already rich movie title .." override mother and They also chuckle.

In the afternoon as I planned, they went out for a walk, enjoying the afternoon atmosphere at PKU, Putri Kaca Mayang became their choice, and they were, a city park located right in downtown PKU, a suitable place for afternoon walks with family, cycling and also equipped with children's play areas, such as swings, swings, prosotan and others.

Shahdan ran a little want to walk through the park, many other children are also playing. the grandfather and grandmother followed where the steps of Shah and even the grandfather swiftly supported the body of Shahdan when it would fall because of the rush. As if he did not want the grandson scuffed even a little..

"Beware.what will fall..."

"And au is a cake." show it to a gas balloon in the form of various cartoons, cars and animals.

"this goes up to the grandfather's back." said the grandfather asked Syahdan to go up to his back, Shahdan was eagerly up to the grandfather's back.

"Yee... Adan aik Uda..." (Yee... Shahdan riding the Horse.).

Syafeera and Aydan Kanya could chuckle, Aydan seemed to embrace Syafeera affectionately.

"try Dad mas is still here we are, he will definitely treat Shahdan as the father is today." said Aydan sadu

"kok so mellow sich.we have another way of introducing the deceased father with Shahdan later."

Shahdan today is really not separated from the embrace of the grandfather, even a variety of toys have also filled the shopping cart, not the food contents, but toys.

starting from the educational game, even the grandfather also bought a doll that can bring out the sound of tilawah, the story of the prophet and others.

Shahdan sleeps in the lap of the grandfather, and when he came home from their streets Dad took Shahdan into the house..

"if she sleeps in my room crying, don't ya..??" ask dad when Shahdan is in his carrier.

"fear crying yes, he if you wake up and there is no Sya, like hysterical." replied Syafeera

"it's tomorrow night we put a carpet in the living room, we sleep there five." said Mother.

"can also follow the mother's idea." said father

"later we set dech.." replied Syafeera with a fluffy smile hearing the idea of the mother.

A week went by, even today as planned a few days ago, they slept in the middle of the five, like they wanted to camp, but happy was as simple as that for them.

The grandfather and grandmother were quite amazed by the sleeping style of Shahdan, he could rotate like a gasing, can change position.

Shahdan is still asleep where the pillow is a backrest for the legs

"masyaallah..lasak is also the grandson of this father..."

"that's why he can't sleep in the box anymore" replied Syafeera.

"yes, we have used it first." said the mother.

"Go to the mosque, I'm going to the mosque..??" ask Aydan to his father-in-law

Father and Aydan also to the mosque, while Syafeera and mother pray at home. finished the activity at dawn, Kitchen is the purpose of these mothers.

Shahdan still feels comfortable with his sleep, even has changed position.

"Oh yes Yes, the same father Aydan so hooked her..??"

"So Bun, even friends of Sya High School want to come, once met in Jogja, and if you go to PKU want to go fishing." replied Syafeera while washing vegetables.

"That means prepare provisions also to eat them later..."

"yes Bun..."

Soon father and Aydan were home.

"it's really good to sleep...??" ask the father while approaching Shahdan

"probably because it is broad." replied Syafeera.

Dad was ceaselessly kissing the face of Shahdan, and it gave birth to the Shahdan disturbed

"wake up.wake up.wake up..wake up.. later his rezekinya in the chicken mane.." said Dad interfered with Aydan's sleep.

"And you know, Syafeera used to be hard to wake up, dad and mom like to say that..."

"trus immediately woke up Bun...??" ask Aydan

"boro-boro.he replied instead, later the Chicken Sya patok.." said mother while chuckling considering the incident.

"catch a chicken just can't, how do you want to mateuk chicken try" replied Dad

"iih father and mother mah do not discuss the past oruh..."

Aydan instead chuckled, imagining how mischievous his wife was.

"awas ya mas think strangely..it used to be, now it is no longer.." scolded Syafeera when he saw Aydan chuckle.

"if it's still like that now, be ashamed of Shahdan.." replied father.

"mommy just hasn't woken up yet, Shahdan is bobbing again." overwrite the mother, and it makes Syafeera sing her lips.

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As long as asked Visual, not do not want to give thanks, it has been loved, but the pros and cons.so I delete. already rich news artist aja there are pros and cons nya🤭🤭

Determining Visuals is not easy for me personally, because what?? everyone's imagination is different, and I also don't know how the readers' imagination, the readers' point of view.

Not not not not to accept input or criticism, but there are times when we are also deadlocked, and when we try it turns out that many do not agree, there is a little discomfort in the heart.

But it's okay.this time I try again, hopefully the visual this time in.

if it does not match the expectations of the readers, just ignore it, the reading can imagine itself...😊🙏

Aydan Atthallah's...

A lecturer of FEB, the beginning was very cold, but the incident Syafeera was able to make it warm, but still the warmth was only for those who loved.

Syafeera Hadibah Princess

She used to be a student, beautiful and accomplished, reluctant to open her heart, but now she has become the wife of her cold lecturer, and already has a son.

Muhammad Shah and Atthallah

The Boscil Green.Favorite father and mommy of course.

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