CELEBRITIES ARE NOT ARTISTS

GO HOME

Diana gets the news of the birth of Princess Lea, the birth of the baby simultaneously on the same day only different hours.

"We can go home, Ma?" ask Isel who just woke up.

"Cell, last night Lea was also a lahiran." Diana showed me a picture of her beautiful daughter Lea.

"Seriously Ma, why is that?" Isel's laughter rang out, directly holding onto his sore bottom as the stitches removed three heads.

"Cell, today learn to breastfeed." The doctor smiled at Diana who was faithfully accompanying her daughter.

Slowly Mama Di put a third baby to breastfeed first, while two baby girls have suckled with Abi and her Grandpa.

Isel's hand rubs gently towards her child, amazed to see a tiny baby child breastfeeding.

"How does it feel, baby is not the same child?"

"It's a pity, it's funny" Diana replied, staring at her mother.

"That's how big Mama loves you, still want to fight the old man?"

Isel's smile was visible, asking for her Mama to come closer. Cheek mama apologized because all this time always troublesome.

Doctors have allowed Isel and his three children to go home, Isel's condition just needs a lot of rest.

All three babies are also in good health and can be taken home with their mother.

"Thank you Doctor" said Mama Di.

Before Isel came home, Ian and Ion were busy preparing three cots, putting together all the equipment to welcome the arrival of three babies.

"Well, when are you getting married?"

Ian's head turned towards his brother only letting out a long sigh of dislike for the vague question.

Ghion's punch landed asking for answers, still curious about the life that Ian would choose.

"When's sister?"

"When I was twenty-seven, I found the valley woman gentle, loving and ready to be a good housewife." Ghiondra's smile seemed to fantasize first.

"Just get married to Maid, instantly become a good housewife," Ian replied making Brother gasp in shock.

Ghion's laughter rang out, chasing after Ian already running while laughing. The two hit each other because they rarely have time together.

In addition to different jobs, hobbies are also vastly different attitudes, but never quarrel like other brothers.

"Say when are you getting married?"

"Don't ask that Brother Ghion, the problem is that no one wants to live with me. Ian also has a lot to accomplish." Ian pushed his brother away.

The laughter of the two was heard running around in the luxurious house of his grandfather, there is usually Isel with those who are the most ignorant, but now Isel already has a complete family, only two twins left.

"Sir, I think we're both similar" Ghion said, standing in front of the glass, embracing his sister's neck.

"Little white Kai Ghion black."

"Where is this black Ian, the sapodilla is ripe." Ghion compared his skin to Ian's.

The call from his father came in, asking the two to also go to the family home of Rahendra because Aira gave birth, there were two babies who needed a bed.

One more bed was installed in Juna's house because his daughter was also born, when all the babies came home the bed was ready.

"Pa, why are we suffering?" ask Ghion.

"Mistake it yourself you're not married." Gemal does not want to be disputed.

"We have to make three more beds." Ghion walks out of the house because he is tired.

"This house is like an orphanage, a lot of children," murmured Ian.

Not wanting to get dizzy, Ghion asks the guard to prepare three beds for three babies, Ghion just sits monitoring.

Ian's head turned towards the big tree, carved out his name and his older brother, then there were the names of Almira and Amora which were the biggest among the others.

"What are you doing?" Ghion stared at the carving of a very nice name.

"AlHasan and AlHusein, Arvino and Ajun. Nice name for the four of them." Ian carved out the names of four boys.

Below the four is Andra Andri, an emotional little one, the kind-hearted little one. Below once was a very naughty Aura of the Centil.

"What date is it, brother?" asked Ian carving out a place for six more babies.

"Emh ... Why?" Ghion counts the number of children in their home let alone six babies who will cry for each other said.

Not realizing that the two were carving trees until almost afternoon, some cars came unnoticed.

"What are you two doing?" gemal asked to see the tree losing its skin.

"Oh my God, this is the child. Asked to prepare the bed, but play pictures." Diana pulled the ears of her two sons.

Ghion's cry rang out, rubbing his hot ears due to the extremely strong pull.

Isel out the car looking towards the tree, under Ura there is Ira and Ara beside him there is Delvin and three more names have not been formed.

"Why did you make this?"

"Ian said if our housing looks like a children's home, the difference is that they have complete parents. If any guest asks to see this tree so as not to forget the name." Ghion immediately walked towards the car to greet Ira and Ara.

Isel and Dean's laughter sounded, it was funny to see the tree lose its skin was Ian who ran out of the picture.

"Sick Ma," said Ian rubbing his ear.

"Have no more books you, what walls of the house is not enough to be a place to draw until the tree is also a victim." Diana's head was flirting with Ian's hobby was indeed the strangest.

Everyone stepped inside the house, the room for three babies was neat and very nice. Isel likes the work of his two brothers.

"What about the other three beds?" Papa looked at Ian and Ghion who looked at each other.

Papa's hand raised, Ghion handed the baby to Dean immediately ran out of the house to check three more beds.

"Dan, you're going to the airport right now to pick up Grandpa Granny."

"When?" asked Ian who was not listening.

"Next year!" a Gemal scream could be heard staring at his Son who was immediately standing up.

Gemal's head was dizzy to see Ian and Ghion who sometimes had time to make mistakes, slow, playful.

Soon Ian turned around again, pacing around looking for his car keys, not knowing where to put them.

"Pa, see Ian's car keys?"

Gemal's head shook, releasing his shoes threw Ian who had run because the remote car was already in his hands.

"Why isn't it old to not concentrate?" Gemal immediately sat down, standing back to hear his grandson crying.

Isel silenced his son who did not want to be taken from his Papa, refusing to be put on the bed.

Unlike the two babies who had slept quietly, his body had also tilted until Diana had to tidy up again.

"Sleep or swim this?" Diana looked at the one baby already taking out her hand, the hand t-shirt also came off sleeping comfortably without any obstructions.

"It's very much like Isel as a baby" Gemal said staring at the two baby girls.

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