CHASING THE LOVE OF LYVIA

Extra Part's. 08. Copy Face's

People say Al copy face of his father. Not only was his face similar, but everything Adrian had attached to Albiansyah.

Even his jail attitude is almost the same as Adrian in the past.

"Don't be too rough with children, remember.why such a child, because you yourself as a child is also like that." that's one of the advice of Mama that He always gave to Adrian.

Just like Adrian, his mischievous Al is as natural as his mischievous son. Not straying to the negative, if it happens new we as people should really act more.

But behind his mischief, there was still a soft side in his heart.

"Hey.what are you doing !" al snapped to a group of boys who harassed his sister when he came home from school.

"Who are you ? Sok martial arts champion." he said while laughing mockingly.

"I'm her brother, so don't expect you to be able to take my sister as long as there's me" he said.

Al rebuffed the hand of one of those who tried to hit him. The boy fell back and held his painful hand.

"Newly I tangkis it has fallen, especially if I hit really." murmured a little bragging.

"Are you okay ?" ask his other friend.

"Sick to know ! already know there are people grimacing in pain, still in question !" replied the boy angry.

"Hey..hey...hei..Why is this, you fight ?" ask a father who happened to pass around that road.

"That's sir. they jailin my sister, until it falls and bleeds her legs." Al.

"Let's run.cepetan run.." whispered one of them. Finally they ran away leaving the place.

"Are you okay ?" al asked his brother.

"Maira's knee hurts a lot." he said sobbing.

"Why Nak ? can the road not ? let me treat you, your house is at the end of the road."

Maira shook her head.

"Thank you sir.I can drop my bike Sir, let me carry my sister home."

"Yes my son..Whose son is he ?" ask Him.

"I'm Al Pak. son of Mr. Adrian."

"Oh.iya-iya, I know Adrian. It's okay, let's bring the bike. Tell me Dad, if the bike is at the house of Mr. Agung at the end of the road there" he said.

"Yes, sir, thank you."

'Sopan once this child, pantesan his son Adrian.' he said in his heart.

That is the role of parents in family life, whatever we teach our children, is a mirror of both parents.

We as parents, do not need to hit so that children obey our wishes. But enough to show good things that will be imitated later.

"Here's big brother."

Al positioned his back towards Maira.

"Let me help you ?"

After feeling comfortable, Al said goodbye to the father who had helped him.

"Thank you, sir, we go home first."

"Yes son, be careful on the road, let your bike save first."

Far enough Al walked while holding his sister. Along the way he just fell silent without saying a word. He was afraid of talking a lot, his strength would run out and fatigue before he got home.

As for Maira, there were many things she wanted to tell. But looking at her brother who was concentrating on the street, she did not dare to say anything, afraid that her brother was angry.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...Mother."

"Wa'alaikum..."

Lyvia was surprised to find her son walking home with his sister in his arms.

"What is this ? Maira why baby ?"

"Maira fell Bun.so the time in seduced naughty children on the street." replied Al.

"Tell Mommy why Maira is coming home on foot and why she can disturb the bad boys." asked Lyvia while cleaning and treating the wound on Maira's knee.

Al put his ass on the porch next to his sister's seat. Tiredness requires him to immediately wet his throat.

He took a bottle of Tupperware from Maira and he gulped it in half.

"So Maira came home early Bun" he said starting the story.

"But while on the street there were bad boys chasing us, all running. But Maira stumbles and falls."

"Then Maira's friends, where are you ?"

"They were terrified and kept running, even though they knew that Maira was being ridiculed by the bad boys.'

"Yes, next time.if you go home early, Maira ask help the security guard to contact the mother. Or wait for you to pick me up at school." she asked.

"So brother... Which bike to put ?"

"Al tipped off to the father who was helping Maira."

"Do you know your father's house ?"

"Tahu Bun.beliau know the father, his name is Pak Agung, his house at the end of the village road."

"Oh.yeah, Mommy knows. Let me take the bike."

After completing her duties as a mother when her children came home from school, Lyvia relaxed a little. Al has been dabbling with his daily duties from school, while Maira is beautiful bobok accompanied by Omanya.

Lyvia contacted her husband to tell him what had just happened. He conveyed Mr. Agung's message to take Al's bicycle in his house.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikumsalam Adrian..how are you ?"

"Alhamdulillah.sehat Sir."

"Let's go in first."

A little while Adrian was visiting at his house. After a long time of pleasantries he conveyed his intentions and goals to come home.

At first Adrian was afraid, if his son was naughty and would make the family embarrassed. But as Lyvia recounted, Mr. Agung even praised her son's polite demeanor. He is also very dear to his sister.

"Thank you sir.sorry troublesome."

"Sama-sama, sorry this is taken."

"It's okay sir, I say goodbye first... Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Today Adrian came home a little late, especially he had to stop by the house of the great sir to take Al's bike.

"That night is ?" ask Lyvia who helped her husband get the bike down.

"Yes, there was this guest in the office... Did the kids sleep ?"

"It's already."

As in the days past, as a wife Lyvia prepared everything her husband needed.

"Dad..want you to make coffee ?" ask Lyvia who found her husband still in her study.

"No. I sleep, Bun, let's go to sleep."

Adrian took his wife to his room.

"Well..down, remember the age" said Lyvia.

"Eits. ngledek, gini-gini is still strong.mau how many times, ayok !" the candle that night.

"Oya Mas...what did Mr. Agung say about Al ?" lyvia asked when the night was late and they were still awake.

"Just like Al's story is about you, he's defending his sister."

"Maira also said so Mas."

"Unexpectedly..behind his jutek attitude, he actually loves his sister." murmured Adrian.

"Who do you look like ?"

"You are." he replied, not to lose.

"Yes, look like I'm a lot in you."

Kidung kanda before going to bed to deliver Adrian and Lyvia to the good times first.

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