CALL ME MAS! SEASON 2

Family Tiny Prasetya Wardana

Continuation of the previous chapter yes 😂.

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Depok, at 17:00 WIB

Duuuabarrr!!!

The sound of lightning striking ceaselessly, and finally extinguishing the lights of the entire city, the atmosphere of Pras house became pitch black.

"Father!!"

The sound of Alishba screaming, when it was dark because of the lights.

Pras who had read an automotive magazine, because of the lights off, finally came to his son who was in the room.

"Darling, Papa's here."

Britney takes part in the mother's studies every Sunday afternoon. The recitation is held after the ashar prayer until 5 pm. Should have gone home, but because the rain is very heavy, so as usual there are afternoon rumpi with the mothers of orchid castle.

"Papa, why haven't you come home yet?"

Alishba looked very sullen, and looked very at Papa who was turning on the emergency lights.

"Dear baby, it's raining heavily. Mama wait for the rain to subside first."

"Didn't my mom have an umbrella?"

"Oh, Papa doesn't know."

Alishba approaches the Papa and says "Come on Papa, we'll pick up Mama, hunt dark. Come on Papa."

"Alishba, it's still raining."

"Alishba wants to be with Mama."

"Honey, there's Papa here. Mama's going home too."

"Alishba wants to be with Mama!"

Pras started holding her and taking her son out of the room. Alishba was playing barbie in the room, after the lights went off screaming and looking scared.

"Emms, we'll wait for Mama here."

Pras holds his son, and the atmosphere is getting darker. Already more than 5 pm, the sound of rain stubs has changed.

Alishba sat on the lap of the Papa, and they were in the living room. Looking out the window. The voices of the mothers who passed in front of the house were heard.

Greeet!!

The sound of the turnstile being pushed up, was heard by Pras and Alishba who were waiting in the living room.

"Well.that's Mama's home." Pras picked up his son and carried him, then took his son to the porch of his house.

"Mama... Mama" The sweet voice of Alishba, and Britney who saw her smiled sweetly.

Britney put her umbrella down, then approached and said "Unfortunately Mama."

Sanga Mama happily and kissed Alishba's face happily.

"Mama, our house is out of lights." Alishba who complained.

"Dear, everybody's out of lights, too. It's not just our house, baby. Aunty Hilma's house also went out of lights."

Alishba smiled and said "Mama, come with Mama."

"Darling, Mama's wet dress. Mama change clothes first." Said Britney and Pras who carried Alishba felt her son weaving, and immediately wanted to be carried by the mother.

Britney stepped into the house, and Pras followed his wife who had walked in front of him.

"Alishba, Mama is now pregnant. Alishba if you ask for a sling with Papa aja dear. Kasian's baby sister in Mama's belly."

Alishba turned to Papa's face, and held both of Papa's cheeks.

"Is my sister going to get sick?"

"Dear baby, baby sister will object too. Big brother is big, little sister baby is very small."

"Could you?!"

They looked at Britney who was picking up clothes in the closet. The room that uses emergency lights is quite bright. The two sat in the middle of the bed, and Britney turned her head towards the two of them.

"Alishba why you, baby? Why frown?"

Both of Britney's hands are holding the pregnant mother's dress, and holding it in her chest. Stunned at the expression of her little princess.

"Said Papa, Alishba can't ask for a hold of Mama. The baby's sister will get sick."

Pras turned to Alishba and grabbed his little daughter.

"Darling, that's not what Papa meant."

In Pras' heart he was also wrong, but his little daughter was getting more and more, his weight was getting more and more, especially his wife is now pregnant young. What would happen if the little princess, ask to carry with her Mama continuously.

Alishba saw the belly of the Mama and Pras stroking Alishba's hair, it was very difficult to explain to a child of Alishba's age.

"Papa, Alishba wants to be carried by Papa. The baby's sister will get tired."

"Dear baby, baby sister will get tired. Papa's son is great."

"Sister Alishba, Papa!"

"Yes, Brother Alishba is great."

Pras kissed his son's forehead and a smiling Britney walked into the bathroom in his room. What a pretty adorable afternoon view.

Even though the rain was still very heavy, and the lights were off. But the little family was kept warm, with love and affection.

"Papa, will baby sister be beautiful like Alishba?"

Pras was lying on the bed, and Alishba was leaning over her Papa's chest.

"Mmh, Papa doesn't know dear."

Alishba turned to face Papa.

"Will it be as handsome as Papa?!"

Pras turned his head towards his son, with a sweet smile and so rancid, then asked "Is Papa so handsome?!"

"Papa is handsome. But still handsome Marlo." Answer Alishba.

"really?"

"True Papa, but Mama said. Papa is better-looking than Marlo."

The Papa compared to the barbie doll, Alishba still compared herself to her barbie.

"Papa is more handsome. Marlo's just a doll."

"Papa is better looking when Papa smiles. But if Papa glares and gets angry, Alishba doesn't like it."

Pras laughs and says "Papa's cook when angry should smile dear?!"

Pras sat down and Alishba sat on her lap, her tiny hand stroking her face.

"Father, a smile like this is handsome. But if you're angry, Marlo's better-looking."

"Papa's party has to keep smiling dong."

"Yes Papa, you must! Papa can't be angry with Alishba or Mama."

Pras is anxious, asking "Indeed Alishba knows that Papa is angry with Mama?"

"Darling, you're a bouncer looking after Alishba. Our child can be lost so, you can not take care of your child!!" Alishba's voice was like Pras scolding his wife. Then Alishba said again "Well, Mama's crying, because Papa's angry."

Pras laughed and hugged his little daughter. Then he said, "Dear, sorry Papa. Papa gets angry sometimes."

"Papa apologizes to Mama Dong. It was Mama who was scolded, not Alishba. So Papa also made the baby sister afraid. You see, if Papa is angry, Alishba is afraid, especially the baby sister who is still small, must also be afraid of Papa." A very adorable voice. Pras with a smile and feel like advised by the mother. His son was good at advising the Papa.

No one is perfect, everything is unique. Pras is a handsome and sweet smile, but when he is angry he can also hurt the feelings of his wife and child.

Britney came out of the bathroom, and saw her husband hugging his son in a fit of anxiety.

"Mama...." Alishba smiles.

Britney approached the bed and Pras immediately said "Mama, I'm sorry Papa. It turns out that Papa likes to upset Mama."

Britney who looked confused and did not understand, but Pras blinked his eyes, then Britney began to understand, with what had happened.

"Mmh, Papa should be punished.'

Alishba turned to Britney with a sweet smile and said "Yes Mama, Papa should be punished."

"Come, we'll punish Papa."

Britney entered the arena, a fairly spacious bed. Pras began to tickle his son and wife. The two women were compact, and all became laughing.

"Allishab.... Forgive me... Forgive me dear."

"Mama, let's go after Papa."

Pras ran out of bed, and Britney took the pillow in her arms tightly. Seeing his son still chasing his father. Pras turned his body, and lifted Alishba up high.

"Wow, Alishba's flying."

"Mama Alishba is above."

Pras is very special and quite unique. Nothing is perfect, but because of love and it becomes a complement to his life.

"This love, so special."

Pras' inner self with everything, and Britney looked at him affectionately.