Cute Girl Beloved Playboy

Eps. 127.Mother Father

Bored, mixed, and so on. All that Ara felt now, usually at times like this there was her husband who would shift her confusion.

Speaking of her husband, Ara has not heard today, yesterday only once they gave each other news, that's just to say that Mr. Reno has arrived. Ara's message has not been answered.

Sit then stand up and sit down again, or change the television broadcast continues, only stop if you get a cartoon, even then only what interests him. The others are just skipped.

Vanesha has returned home to his parents, while Tania is still on campus. Mama Dewi, making a cake, what cake.

Drrtt.

Ara's phone shook, with a bright smile, Ara grabbed it. Instantly her smile changed with a pouting face, while on the screen was written the name of Risa and not the name of her husband. Still putting on a pouting face, Reya lifted it.

"How are you, healthy?"

"Assalamualaikum first time, Ris "

"Haha, Assalamualaikum. Healthy?"

"Vaalaikum. Healthy, you alone? I haven't seen you for a long time" replied Ara

Indeed, both Marvel and Reno have them use 'me-you' only, and don't wear 'gue-elo.' But sometimes they still use the word 'gue-lo', when their husbands are not around.

"I'm healthy too. Iyasih, if remembered for a long time we have not met again. Last probably ... a week ago. Uh, what about Reno sir?"

"So, there's no news yet. I want a phone call, but I'm afraid to interrupt, if he's still busy" said Ara , accompanied by a heavy sigh.

"Yee, this is the kid. Just call once, if he doesn't pick up, maybe he's busy. Tapikan lo not phone-phone, who knows Mr. Reno again rest, so have not given you the news," said Risa, rather long. However, it only sounded from Ara.

"You why? My words are wrong?" ask Risa. But he thought again, there's nothing wrong.

"Yes" answered Ara

"What?"

"It's a mix, Mom. Haha. I-I, you-gue, haha."

"It's not good for me yet, Mom. Don't fight napa, anyway!"

"Haha, yeah I'm gu uh, I'm matiin. Call my husband first, Assalamualaikum."

"Yes, Waalaikumsalam. By the way lo uh, you're not good either. It was almost a joke talking about me," said Risa, and again they laughed.

After her phone call with Risa is cut off, Ara turns to looking for her husband's contact. After getting it, Ara immediately contacted Reno sir.

"Ni people are busy or rest again anyway, hpnya active but not lifted up," grumbled Ara .

"I count to three, if not lifted, do not expect me to pick up the phone nan —"

"Hello, Honey." Ara's words were cut off or stopped, while Mr. Reno's voice was heard. A somewhat tired voice.

Ara was silent, not answering.

"Hello."

Stay still.

"Darling, you were there, weren't you?"

Stay still.

"Darling, hello?"

Still quiet.

"Darling, don't worry!"

"Ar —"

"Still remember it turns out, kirain had forgotten," said Ara ketus. Hearing Ara's words just now, Mr. Reno could only exhale. Indeed, he was wrong not to contact or just reply to Ara's message. Because from his arrival yesterday, after booking the hotel, just rest for a while and give Reya some news. After that, he and Indra were immediately ready to meet the client.

He wanted to finish his work quickly, so he could also go home quickly. Hence, he did not have much time even if he just took the time to reply to Ara's message

"Sorry, it's a lot of work. I didn't have time to reply or call you."

"Not lying, is it?"

"Oh God, dear Ara. From yesterday I arrived, I went straight to the client. If you don't believe it, you can go to Indra. But —"

"Where, I want to talk to Indra," cut Ara.

"Yes, but Indra was sleeping, he was soybean," said Mr. Reno, with his coolness when he heard Ara's snort.

"Where is it now?"

"At the hotel, this is Mas also just waking up."

"Udah yes, you don't think much. You're all right here. How twin? They're not naughty, are they?" asked Mr. Reno, diverting the conversation so that Ara does not think anything about it anymore.

"No, only occasionally do they kick it," replied Reya, stroking her stomach.

"Who are you there?"

"Just like Mama, Vanesha had gone home to his parents. Papa hasn't come home yet. Mas– akhh."

"You why? Okay bring?" ask Reno sir, panic.

"No, it's bad again. I think he knows his dad's calling again, maybe they're missing."

"Kangen kayak Bunda, huh?" god, Ara just chuckled.

"Akh." Again, Ara grimaced, the kick this time was quite strong than usual.

"Hey, adek two don't be naughty dong, yeah? Poor to know the mother is in pain," persuaded Mr. Reno to his prospective son, who either listened to or not. But don't forget that Mr. Reno, using a voice that he's so cute.

"Where is it calm?"

"Udah. They're really the same as their father."

"Haha, patient dong Mommy. Dad's job is not done, later if it's done new Dad's coming home," teased Mr. Reno, ignorant.

"Ish, the grandpa is, not the parent!"

"The mother isn't, is she?"

"No. Emm kangen anyway, but only a little," said Ara made Mr. Reno laugh with anxiety.

"So we call mommy's dad, now huh?"

"No-no, too much," rejected Ara Indeed, he just imagined it had made him ticklish himself.

"Haha. Yes, yes, Matiin. Indra is awake, I want to get ready to go to work again. Be careful there. If the work is quickly completed, Insha Allah Mas also returned home quickly," said Mr. Reno.

"Yes, I'm careful too, don't sting!"

"Every Mother, Dad will not be stingy really. Mother is calm."

"Geli Mas, ticklish!" There was only laughter from Reno, until the phone was cut off.

*****

One week later ....

Today, Mr. Reno and Indra have returned home, precisely they both have arrived in Indonesia again. Yes, no one knows if they came home today, where it is also still five, it is certain no one has woken up from his sleep.

They went home in a taxi. After arriving at Indra's house, and Indra has come down, then continued to his parents' house.

"Get in, Mas?" ask the taxi driver.

"Yes, Sir. My house is also a bit far away" replied Mr. Reno. And the driver immediately returned to the gas, when the gate of the complex was opened.

"Which house, Mas?"

"The black fence. Keep a little sir, I'll tell you to stop when it's there."

Ten seconds later ....

"Well, here sir."

"Thank you, sir."

Finished paying the taxi fare, Mr. Reno brought his suitcase that the taxi driver had removed from the trunk. Arriving at the gate of the house, Mr. Reno squeezed the bell, because the fence is still walled.

"Just a second!"

"Who is visiting this early in the morning. Oh, Den Reno? Already home?"

"Yes, sir."

"Let's go in, Den."

"Astaghfirullah, sorry Den. This age factor, easy to forget," he replied, chuckling.

"Let's go in, Den."

"Nobody's awake yet?" ask Reno sir.

"There's no kayak, Den."

"Yes, I went in first sir."

"Yes, please Den."

With footsteps that were not made too sound, Mr. Reno stepped towards his room, fortunately the door was not locked Ara.

After opening the door, his gaze immediately turned to the figure he had missed this week. Just keep his suitcase near the door, Mr. Reno went straight to Ara who was still asleep with a supine position. Indeed supine is the position of Ara when the age of the womb is enlarged, because it is very difficult for him to lie on the right or left side.

"Mas has come home, baby, baby" he said, and kissed Ara's forehead, and stroked Ara's stomach.

Ara was a bit squirming, as soon as Mr. Reno pulled himself a bit away, so as not to disturb Ara's sleep. After making sure Ara was still sleeping, Reno went to get a towel in the closet, then entered the bathroom. Just cleaning yourself, not showering or shampooing.

Finished cleaning himself, and out of the bathroom, Mr. Reno walked towards his suitcase, picked up his underwear, as well as a shirt and knee-length pants. Finished wearing all his clothes, Mr. Reno slowly climbed onto the bed.

Ara's head she lifted slowly, changing one of her hands that she made a pillow for Ara, and the other one hugged Ara's body.

***

The sun had risen, so scorching, that its light had penetrated into the window, penetrating into the room of a pair of humans who did not seem to be disturbed at all by the light.

Until one of them woke up, opened his eyes, adjusting to the light that hit his face. But there was something stuck, that he felt. A hand that became his cushion as well, a finger that was on top of his stomach.

"Mama?" he muttered in wonder however, that hand was not at all like his in-law hand, exactly it was like a male hand.

"Papa? Where possible!" his objection. Slowly, he turned his head slightly, until his eyes widened when he saw the face of the owner of the hand.

"Gosh, I think Mommy missed your father, son. To the point of hallucinating like this," murmured Ara, trying to eliminate Mr. Reno who thought only hallucinations. While Mr. Reno, who had indeed been awakened due to Ara's movements that disturbed his sleep. Just holding back his cool.

"Why not lose, anyway? Abaghfirullah!" Screeches held Ara, because suddenly an object that was a bit wet, hit her cheek.

"Cie .. it turns out that the whole world misses it very much Dad, son. Just prestige just say directly," said Mr. Reno, with a rather small voice almost like a mutter.

"It's-it's real, Mas?" ara asked still with her smile, followed by her flickering eyes.

"Then who? Not possible Aldi," said Mr. Reno lightly, and immediately got a flutter in his bidatnya.

"Aldi who?! It also comes home unsaid! Still good thing I didn't bite it Mas's hand," Ara's cerocos, staring at Mr. Reno's bitch.

"Don't you know Aldi?"

"Udah deh, do not need to jump, the edges of Mas are also going to be like hot worms," said Ara, and only reply deheman sok cool pak Reno.

"Mas hasn't answered!"

"What?"

"Why come home with no news?"

"Willfully, willing to give surprise," said Mr. Reno, with a cruel without sin.

"The Surprise is Mas, want to make people hangers. Fortunately I thought it was just a hallucination, if not, maybe I've shouted to everyone's bawling," said Ara, and again only avenged pak Reno's weirdness.

"Yesterday you from check up, how are they?" asked Mr. Reno, accompanied by a short kiss on Ara's forehead.

"Well, they're both healthy. Doctor Tifani nanya, do I want a normal or cesarean delivery?"

"What do you answer?"

"Yes I immediately replied, want a normal body," said Ara, making Mr. Reno speechless. At first glance his memory is fixed on the story of his aunt, the brother of his mother. At that time her aunt decided to give birth normally, whose position also contains twins. But fate is inevitable, only one child survived, because the other was late to be eliminated, and amniotic fluid poisoning. And fate returned to play, his aunt was unconscious, and in a coma for several weeks, due to bleeding after both children had been removed.

Himself, afraid if it happens to ..., ah.

"Mas, how are you quiet?" reprimanding Ara, Mr. Reno regained his senses and shook his head.

"Wouldn't you like that, Ara's a normal person?" ask Ara again.

"No, it's not like that. Mas just deg-degan think later if you want to give birth," apparently.

Ara frowned, slightly bringing her head to Reno's chest. "Emang astonished anyway, if Mas's heart is again a marathon," said Ara chuckled.

"I want to wake up."

"Later on, Mas still miss you like a gini," said Mr. Reno.

"Someone will come in, Mom."

"Emang why? Nothing wrong either."

"No one knows that Mas has come home, while people think macem again," said Ara

"Mask face does not change, so eng —"

"Ara, are you awake, honey?" Mr. Reno's words were cut off by the voice of the Goddess mama, who was heard from outside.

"Here you go, Ma." No, it was not Ara who answered, but Reno who answered.

"Lho, why such a male voice," muttered the Goddess mama, out there.

"Ara, Mama's in?"

"Just in, Ma." Back, Mr. Reno again replied, making Ara unable to clap her.

"Our era is —, my God, who are you?!" shriek mama Dewi, a very shrill screech in the ears.

Ara herself clucked, with her husband's behavior hiding her head under the covers.

"I'm again, who are you? If you don't get out of the blanket, I'll flush you with kerosene!" threaten her. Ara herself grimaced, looking at the face of her in-laws who were like they wanted to swallow people.

"I count to three, if I don't take it off, I bump you!" threaten mom Goddess, again.

"Sat —"

"Yes-yes, don't bother too many times," cut Mr. Reno, open the blanket that covers his face. Mama Dewi's mouth suddenly gaping, while Mr. Reno only grinned the horse.

"Still nimpuk?" The face of Mama Dewi who had looked surprised mixed up, turned fierce like a cat garong.

"Basin' bad boy! Here you are!"

"Lho-lho, my dear Ma. Just kidding Mom," said Mr. Reno, with a face made cute.

"Just kidding cake, just mango cake, just strowberry cake, Mama don't care! Here you are!"

Then there was a chase action in the morning today, even the swallow slippers belonging to the mother Goddess who was used earlier, now it has become his weapon to hit Mr. Reno.

Keep running.

Continues to be overridden.

Keep nagging.

Until ....

"Akhc!" The sound of Ara's ringing stopped their actions.

"Where's the pain, honey?"

"Where's the pain, son?"

Mr. Reno and mama Dewi asked simultaneously, also approaching simultaneously.

"Owh, they're both just kicking again. The run isn't over? Ara is nothing" said Ara, with her sinless face. While Mr. Reno just swallowed his saliva, then glanced at his mother who was looking at him with a mysterious smile.

"Ah, it's Ma. Reno is not strong morning exercise without warming up," said Mr. Reno, memelas.

"In addition to that sport, you do not need to warm up, directly cuss," said Mama Dewi, who sounded ambiguous.

"Daddy, Ma? What sport?" ask the confused Reno sir, while Ara just listened.

"Yes that sport, ranj*ng." Frontal, very frontal. Directly made Mr. Reno cough, while Ara embarrassed herself with the frontal speech of her in-laws.

"Your mother is old too, still thinks that's not good," ringis sir Reno, shy meow.

"Emang's right, isn't he? Yeah, Ara ?" seductive mama Goddess, and instantly slid out of the room, before her son went berserk.

Sorry for typo's. 🙏