CALL ME MAS!

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The atmosphere in the adorable morning, the young Papa was preparing breakfast, and placed it on the dining table.

"Papa, Alishba wants to eat fried noodles, and there's a whole egg on top of the noodles." Alishba. The tiny hand had pushed the plate containing the spaghetti bolognese, made by the Papa.

Pras anxiously said "Honey, no instant noodles. Quickly eat the spaghetti."

The little lips were round with manyun, and the Papa grew even more anxious. It turns out to be a hassle too, when the wife goes and has to take care of Alishba alone. For one week, the wife went abroad to visit her beloved sister.

"Alishba wants fried noodles, use egg ceplok. Alishba doesn't want spaghetti." Alishba's voice was adorable, and folded his hands together on the dining table.

Pras stroked his hair, then said "Yes, Papa bought instant noodles first to Bang Ucok."

Pras rushed away, his eyes still staring at his little daughter who was just silent in the dining room, slowly he approached Alishba, then asked, "Alishba, want to come with Papa?"

"Alishba doesn't want to come with Papa." Answer, and get out of the chair.

Pras stroked her little daughter's hair, and squatted down in front of her, then said "If you want to come with Papa, Alishba can snack."

"Can jajan?" Ask Alishba who does not believe that her father allows Alishba to snack. You see, as long as there is the Mama at home, all snacks for Alishba are available in the kitchen cabinet, because Britney forbids her children from snacking. As long as the mother is not home, it is okay to take her child.

"May darling. But don't tell Mama." Pras replied with a grin.

"Every Papa, Aliansba will lock his mouth." Alishba said, as her small hands seemed to lock her cute lips, pulled her Papa's face and kissed Papa's cheek.

"Muuach!"

Pras just smiled, when he saw the anxious attitude of the 6-year-old.

Whiny!!

Arrive at Maju Lancar grocery store. Alishba, who was standing on the back of his motorcycle, went down first when the white matic motor stopped.

Pras matic motor has changed white, after 5 years with 2 motors that are black. The wife is satisfied, ask for a white motorbike and that is suitable for her beautiful wife.

The little girl had already run into the store, it was quite complete and there were a lot of child snacks in the place. Not only selling instant noodles, in the store all the daily staples are also there and very complete. You can even pay for electricity and other things.

"Papa, Alishba wants this." Alishba.

Alishba has taken a variety of snacks, and milk boxes. Pras has ordered instant fried noodles, and also boiled noodles of various flavors, Bang Ucok quite joking with Pras, especially Bang Ucok also has early childhood, and both girls.

"Already Pras?" Ask Bang Ucok.

"Bang already, this is a lot." Pras Reply.

"Eggs, sugar, not coffee?" Ask Bang Ucok.

"Alishba last week went shopping, but didn't buy instant noodles." Pras Reply.

Aliansba looked up, and said, "Papa, Alishba wants that." With the tiny finger of Alishba's right hand, pointing towards the jar, which was inscribed with coffee candy.

"Alihsba, don't eat coffee candy." Pras.

"Alishba wants it, Alishba wants the candy." It's whining, and it's adorable.

Pras said "Mama, I bought chocolate candy. There are many in the house."

"Alihsba wants coffee candy, Papa.... Papa's... Alisbha wants that. Want that." Alishba's whine grew increasingly anxious, and it was as if her face had wanted to cry. His face was more and more sad, really making the Papa could not resist.

"Bang Ucok take it, coffee candy, 2 aja." Pras said, and Aliksba began to see the lid of the jar, opened by the seller. But Alishba was still sad and disappointed, when her Papa said only 2 sweets.

10 Minutes later.

"Mama, Papa is naughty. Mama's home. Mama's home." Rengek Alishba, who cried on her phone.

Britney could only hear the sound of her crying, and the whining of her son, from inside her phone.

"Dear, Mama wants to go home. Tomorrow morning, Alishba and Papa pick up Mama at the airport. Honey, it's crying, Mama's so sad." Said Britney in her soft voice, and was quite patient.

"Mama, Papa said, Alishba can't eat candy." Alishba said with a sigh.

Britney asked "Darling, what kind of candy do you want? Mama bought chocolate candy. In the kitchen, there are lots of sweets. Alishba asked Papa."

Pras heard that, took the phone from his son's hand, and asked "Honey, when are you coming home?".

"This I'm ready Mas, tomorrow morning at 6 I have arrived in Jakarta. That's why I called you." Answer Britney.

"I just cooked noodles, Alishba is fussy asking for fried noodles." Pras said and looked at the face of his son, who was already flooded with tears and adorable.

"Tumben Mas's? Alishba doesn't like it." Reply Britney.

"I was also surprised, whether eaten anything, now fussy because of coffee candy." Pras said by looking at his little daughter, and Alihsba quite understood, surely the new Papa was talking about him.

"Papa, Papa, Alishba would like to talk to Mama, Papa, where's the HP, Papa." His whimper and those two little hands, tugging at his Papa T-shirt.

When Pras cooks fried noodles in the kitchen, Britney telfon and the one who raised the call is, that adorable little princess.

"Mas, Alishba why are you still crying?" Britney asked who heard her son's voice scream and called Mama.

Pras casually said, "Alishba, just want you to go home. Go home, I miss it too."

"Yes, Mas. I miss you too. Mas, but you don't tell Alishba to cry like that. I'm not calm." Britney.

"So be quiet too. Therefore, you do not need to call first, yesterday you called too cry." Pras said firmly.

"I'm sorry Mas, yesterday I heard Alishba cry, I was in a hurry to buy a ticket, I was worried." Britney said and became agitated.

"Yes, I'll call you later. Baby, take good care of yourself. Love you." - Love you." Pras and Britney understood, not long after the call was interrupted.

Pras put the phone on the table, and stared fixedly at his son's face. Swiping the tiny face gently, the face that was already wet was full of tears and sweat, and snot.

"Darling, sorry Papa." Pras said, as his son hugged his father tightly. Pras who crouched down, slowly stood up and held his baby.

Pras took the plate of fried noodles that were on the dining table and took it to the living room while turning on the television and watching cartoons. Pras says, "Alishba, emms... The fried noodles are good, Papa wants them too. Wow, this great telor ceplok. Alishba wants to be fed by Papa? Or eat by yourself?"

His lips were still pouting and just shaking. No longer crying, but still sad and his eyes still teary. His breath was also still so much.

"Alihsba, really do not want to eat? He said he wanted fried noodles with eggs clapnya." Pras said with a rancid and teased his son.

Alishba turned to Papa's face, "Alishba wants to eat alone. But Alishba, I want ice cream."

"Yes, the ice cream later. After finishing eating fried noodles, Papa must have taken ice cream. But if you don't want to eat, don't eat ice cream." Pras and Alishba started picking up the fork on the plate.

Pras still had his lap, and kissed Alishba's fine hair with anxiety.

Thiins... Tiinn....

Not long after the little girl had eaten, there was the sound of a car horn in front of her house. Alishba still sits in the living room, still eating noodles and watching Doraemon cartoons.

"Yourselfish!" He shouted and ran towards Alishba.

Hello everyone. 🤗

Sorry, just updated a little.🤭

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