Dad For Aisyah

Last day with you.

I showered kisses all over Dito's face, may Sumidah not want to be honest that I am his biological father. But there are many similarities.

"Haha... Om, ticklish Om." His age while laughing I then lowered Dito from the sling.

"This is a gift for Dito." I gave him the chocolate I had kept in my pocket.

"Yayy.. thank you Om." Dito cheered, while looking chocolate at Sumidah who had just been glued to the two of us. I don't know what Tomboy was thinking.

"Dito, remember. Mother's Message!" He said a little bit.

Dito immediately silently looked at the frightened Medah. "Yes Bun, Dito can not eat a lot of chocolate, later Dito tooth tooth tooth tooth tooth toothless," replied Dito. I pity looking at that boy.

"Okay Bun, Dito's chocolate barn for the same Sister Sulti ya. Dito take dikiiit. Can I?" Tanya Dito showed the little end. Caught faintly on the face Midah smiled slightly while nodding.

"Mbak Sulti, here's Dito for chocolate, yes" Dito hooked surti's arm and came out. Only Me and Madah were inside the villa.

I noticed, Madah headed towards the dining table sprawling out two dishes. He must have had breakfast. I smiled and confidently approached him.

"I wasn't offered to eat?" I asked to stand beside him.

"Sit there," He wouldn't let me sit next to him.

"Okay..." I'm thrilled. Even though I'm not allowed to sit next to him. By telling me to sit in front of him automatically I got the green light.

"Can I eat?" My toot. Though I was full, but because I wanted to be closer to pretending to be hungry.

"Eat it! There are plates!" He said ketus but scooped rice into my plate. Alhamdulillah. "Don't separate us again, God. Do not test again your servant who is not strong to accept" My prayer in heart.

I also had breakfast twice. Occasionally glancing at the tomboy, the style is different. I don't know where he learned everything. To be sure, now is not a tomboy anymore, but a classy woman.

"You're staying here alone, Madah?" I asked, opening up the conversation.

"Have known Dito, and Surti. Put on nanya?!" His mouth was sniffling while fixing the dishes, when we had finished eating.

I smiled scratching my head. "Tremendous starlings."

He just grunted and brought the plate to the wastavel.

I've been in the villa with them all day. Tara called me home, but I asked her to come home first.

I stayed at the villa tonight. Of course not want to be presumptuous to sleep in a room with Sumidah. I just sleep on the couch. I shivered cold and could not sleep.

Right at midnight heard the tomboy's room open. I pretended to be asleep. His footsteps sounded towards me and stopped beside the sofa. A few minutes ago I left again.

I was disappointed to feel close to my wife but couldn't hug her. While thinking about things, the blanket covered my body. I opened my eyes a little, this time around Madah was wearing pajamas and very pretty hair. Without him knowing it was still fixing the blanket on my body I swallowed the saliva.

Oh God, I'm not strong, I feel like hugging her tonight. But I don't want to force it, I'm afraid he's angry and hates me again, after a long time apart because of my carelessness. All day I tried to approach in a subtle way and little by little his heart began to melt. In fact, it is currently enveloping my body.

The next day I saw he was busy coming home. "Would you like to go home?" When I got out of the bathroom, he was washing dishes.

"Yes" he answered without looking.

"Wear my car." My love.

"No, I brought my own car." Resist.

I did not continue my words, I don't know what the current effort, if I notice he has been successful.

I sat in the chair watching him from behind. The smell of coffee pouring into my nose made me aware. Turns out one cup of coffee, it's been boiling. Thank God, again I am grateful. There were many surprises that were shown by Madah. That was last night to get me rice, while sleeping covered me, and now make me coffee.

"Tomboyish..." Call me. He stopped washing dishes.

"Thank you." I lift the coffee cup showing it to him with a smile. But he did not want to return my smile.

"Of... Bobo here huh?" Ask Dito. Just came out of the bathroom covered in towels. The boy seems cold.

"Yes dong," I smiled.

"Telus... Where's om bobo?"

"Why isn't Om bobo the same as Dito?" Dito asked as he moved his body was definitely light.

"Dito is the same Ma'am" I replied and then sipped a little coffee. Heemm my wife's most delicious coffee.

"Why is Om not bobo with Mommy? Mother is alone,"

"No!

I was surprised to put the ring down.

"Dito... hurry to the room, get dressed first? Where's Surti going?" The voice of Midah was shrill like a priwitan.

"Yes Bun..." Dito ran to the room.

"Hehehe..." I laughed at Sumidah. Apparently he was surprised by Dito's words that were flattered. He walked into the room leaving me.

Out of the room Sumidah decided to go home.

Soon I call the driver to take my car, so I will use this time to continue to fight to take the heart of Sumidah.

Carrying Dito, I went out together. Surti pulled the suitcase while Sumidah threw the bag running in front.

When Midah rammed the car I immediately put Dito in the middle seat.

"Let me drive" I stood beside Madah who was already sitting in the steering chair. I deliberately brought my face closer to a few centimeters.

"No need" he answered without looking.

"Neither aside, I kiss you." Threatened me not to sound Dito in the back.

"Guys"

He chuckled and jumped to sit next to the wheel.

"Holmes... Om come home baleng..." Excited Dito in the back, when the car was running. I chuckle.

"Nyetil got home, Om." Her speech with adorable slurred language.

"Surely dong,"

In the car we kept quiet, occasionally glancing sideways while driving. In the back, Dito was apparently sleeping, as was Surti.

"Midah.. Now we go to Mama's house, yes" Take me gently.

"No way!" Reject firmly.

"Do you want to go to your in-laws? Not only have I been looking for you these past few years. But my mom is the same."

"I'll be there later, too, but not now." The answer makes sense. I understand that at this time Madah wants to rest immediately.

"Where is your house?" I asked because in front there is a crossroad. I'm confused where to turn.

"Not far from here." He gave an address. Alhamdulilah. I immediately headed for the mansion not far from the toll road.

How surprised I was when I got to his house. What business does my wife go through? So that it has a luxury car and a house in this place is also classified as the most expensive in the city of bogor. But I don't want to ask you this first. By being able to come in here with my wife and children, I was happy.

"Where's Dito's room?" I asked when I got home.

"Here you are, let me show you," Surti replied. He walked first to open the door for me.

"Sumidah.. Have you gone home, son?" A familiar voice sounded in my ear. After I got out of Dito's room.

"Mother?"

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