Divorced on the First Night

Ex Visiting

"Aaaa.. Let's open her mouth dear Umi's son."

Anha reached out her hand holding a spoon filled with baby porridge to feed Kalila who was currently sitting on the terrace floor of the house that Anha had covered by using a carpet patterned hello kitty so that Kalila's buttocks are not sordid.

“Child of winter,” said Anha with a smile when Kalila received her feed. Kalila smiled and clapped her hands. He chews his food while playing with his favorite Barbie doll.

This afternoon the atmosphere feels bright. The sky features blue and white.

Every now and then Anha cast her gaze out the gate of the house to monitor her other two children who were currently playing ball with the children of the complex where she lived through the gate of the house.

"Mii.mi...." Kalila blabbering indistinctly while showing her barbie doll to Anha.

“Iya. Good, yeah, kid, huh? Later, deh, we ask Abati to buy you a doll that Ken, yes, Nak.”

Ken is barbie's girlfriend. It just so happens that Kalila doesn't have it yet. Seolan understood that he was being spoken to, Kalila nodded her head vigorously and opened her mouth to take a bribe from Uminya again.

“Mii... mii.. Ti-Ti..na?” (Female... Umi's...  Where's abati?)

Anha smiled, then replied, “Read more work, son. Later home. Deck Kalila kangen, yes, same Abati?”

"Ms." (Huk'um / yes)

Lately Anha began to understand some alien language ala Kalila. Mi-mi means Umi. If Ti means Abati. Grandchildren mean drinking milk. Sis means brother.

Kalila was still busy babbling on her own and picked up her other barbie doll. With anxiety Anha kissed the cheek of the pampham all-out. From left to right. As a child, Anha would kiss her child a lot. Until satisfied. Ah, this kid is really adorable.

Anha is happy to be able to see and accompany the growth and development of Kalila. But, even so, there was a sense of sadness also in his heart of one thing. Why does this little baby have to be so big so fast, anyway? Surely soon without feeling Kalila will grow fast like her two brothers.

The sound of the horn from outside the gate made Anha's attention diverted from Kalila.

Anha snorted in annoyance, who else was lacking such work to the point of pressing the horn over and over again? Just like a child. Not aware of what if his voice interrupts one complex!

Anha was about to stand up to check but her maid who happened to be mopping the living room interrupted.

"Let me see the bad lady."

Anha's maid immediately rushed over to check.

I don't know what his aides were talking about with the red-colored motorist who was visible from the crack of the fence.

“Yuk, Darling.”

Anha stretched out her hand holding Kalila who had finished finishing the porridge in her bowl.

Suddenly now his assistant has returned again with a face of the Sumringah walking towards his Nyonya.

“Oh, it turns out guests in front again nyariin Madam.”

Anha's forehead shriveled hearing that. “Who, Bik? Ask to come in if it is.”

“Lack of knowledge, Mistress. He said he just told me to go to the Madam if he wants to see the Madam.”

Anha increasingly did not understand and guessing in her heart.

“If not wrong earlier he said his ex, Madam,” continued his assistant conveyed.

Heh. An ex?

Ex-who? What is not a Ikram? Or Hasan? Or Angga? Holy hooch! It's not good to have so many exes.

After all, whoever's the guy outside the gate there. The count he is quite tough also dare to play to the house of Anha who incidentally his married and have children.

Anha walked slowly while holding Kalila at the right waist.

After Anha opened the gate of her house. His mouth immediately gaped when he saw who the guest was referring to.

Now it looks like a man is sitting in a car seat with that much of his soul. Black glasses perched on his nose. Especially now he is carrying a car with a type of BMW 4 in shiny red whose roof is open.

“Hai, Sweet,” greet the man while releasing glasses and ending flirtatious flickering for Anha.

Anha was still dumbfounded. Not because of the sudden presence of a rancid boy here but because of the amazement of seeing Sean's luxury car.

Crazy, loh. Little boy riding a fancy BMW! Who is not surprised to try. Sean could afford to study abroad and give him a dollar bill at the reception.

“Yes geez. To the extent, yes, my Tantu was amazed at my complete good looks. Do not ngeces that, dong, Auntie,” said Sean with a moustache while combing his hair back using his stretched fingers, trying to spread his deadly charm to Auntie Kesayangan.

Hearing the words of Sean who was very confident so high that Anha's mouth closed again, his consciousness was restored.

“Ngapain you come here,” reply Anha sewot while turning her face towards Kalila who is rubbing her eyes with her innocent face.

It's better for Anha to stare at her cute daughter, Kalila, than to stare at that blood-thirsty brat!

“Yes, Aunt. Judesnya not cross-legged, anyway, from the first.”

Anha blatantly turned her eyeballs to hear it. But the little boy was even more happy.

“Uh... Make more Dear. Unfortunately people's wives.”

Hoek! Anha pretended to display an expression of vomiting to hear the snot-like shake of the boy Sean made the child laugh more amusedly. From the past it was indeed the irritated expression of Aunt Anha was her favorite expression.

But it's true, anyway. The man's wife or the man's husband is very seductive. It's just right that actors are rampant.

“Tumben to Indo. Not in college?” ask Anha.

“There are affairs in Indo, Aunt. That's why you're playing at home, Auntie. Hehe.”

Anha just scratched her head.

“This is Aunt's son?” sean continued when he saw the little boy Anha was carrying.

Anha nodded again for the second time.

“Lutuna. Here Dear sister gendong.”

Sean's two hands stretched out to hold Kalila, but Kalila looked still timid and buried her face in Uminya's shoulder.

Sean chuckles. “Similar to Aunt's first child, yes.”

“Eh?” Anha frowned, not understanding the direction Sean said.

“Iya. The kid that Aunt brought to the supermarket that day, you know. Kan, he used to be shy when he met me.”

“Hah?”

Sean clucked to see his favorite aunt suddenly telemi like that.

“Alah. That, loh. The child who started the machine we met at the supermarket Aunt.”

Anha's mouth just opened and she patted Sean's shoulder after recalling. Anha laughs. Now he just understood if it turns out what Sean meant was the Shiren—his best friend who was held at that time when in the supermarket. Maybe even until now Sean thought that the little boy was his son.

“Oh, which time is it? That's not my son. But his son is me kali.”

Sean opened his mouth in disbelief. Yeah-so.. Ah shit! Though Sean used to think Anha used to be a widow of one child. Know it so much from the beginning!

Sean smiled gently as he extended his hand again trying to get Kalila to carry him.

“Come, Darling. Here Brother carried.”

But Kalila shook her head and was still embarrassed. Sean chuckles. Uh, that's adorable. So the carrier of his mother—eh, his son means.

“No pa-pa Kalila, darling. Sean is good, son. She's the winner Umi.”

“Om-om! Sister knows!” sean's protest did not accept being called Om made Anha laugh. Kalila blinked while staring at Uminya. Until finally Kalila also stretched out her two tiny hands to be carried by Sean.

“Beauty. What is your name Darling?” sean asked with a smile looking at his favorite Aunt.

“Yiya,” says Kalila while pranking. Anha smiled shadyly, she could not believe that if it turned out that apart from being nosy, Sean also had such fatherly nature as well.

Anha is sure, one day if Sean finds the moorings of his heart. Sean would love that lucky lady. Later certainly Sean will also be very dear to his children, seen from him who really likes such a child.

“Udah fits that, really, so Om Sean Kalila. Stay nyari Tantenya aja, Sean,” taunted Anha while giggling amusedly.

“Tante don't have to mock, deh!”

Sean pouted while smirking the cheek of the puffed up Kalila.

“Yan...” Suddenly Kalila said like that makes Sean increasingly frustrated—while Anha herself increasingly laugh amusedly. Oh gosh. Just this time Sean was called without frills by a one-year-old little boy.

Without needing to explain twice, Anha already understood what Sean meant was Hasan. Her ex-boyfriend leaves her without news.

"Don't talk rudely about it, ah, Sean. There's Kalila to know," said Anha trying to divert the direction of the conversation. Sean snorted in annoyance.

"Finally dare to make my Beloved Aunt cry like that." Sean looked up to think. "What's so good about me telling Koko to fire him from the office, huh?" sean muttered still caught by Anha's hearing.

"Don't do it, huh. That's, right, the past. Now I'm happy, like, kids."

"Thank God, if that's what it is. If Aunt changed her mind and found a sorcerer. Sean is looking for it."

Anha laughed at Sean's joke.

“How are you tante with husband Tan—” Just about to say. Suddenly a child interrupted their conversation.

“You ciapaaaah?!” said the little boy in front of Sean while shaking his waist fiercely.

“Tulunin Dek Kayiya no! Must be Om the kid kidnapper, right?” said Ais ferociously while pointing at Om Om in front of her.

Anha just kept quiet as she covered her mouth holding an amused laugh seeing the misunderstanding in front of her. Indeed, Anha taught their children some basic things about sex education for their children.

Like teaching Aim and Ais if strangers should not hold their sister, fearing child abductors. If there is such a person, then Anha tells them to be angry and report to Uminya as soon as possible. They—and Dek Kalila—also should not be admired by foreigners except Umi, Abati, and Nininya.

They should also not accept candy gifts from strangers or touched by strangers in their private parts. Therefore, it is only natural that Ais is currently being protective of her sister who is currently carried by Sean.

“Cepet tulunin no!” Ice flailing Sean's leg makes Sean cluck.

“Heh. Whose massage is this?”

“SEAN!”

Suddenly his Beloved Aunt cried out deafeningly. Who wouldn't be upset if his son was cut by this sableng boy.

“Pack off Dek Kayiya! Basic Om Evil!!”

Sean only chuckled while holding the head of the raging little boy indistinctly in front of him so that Ais' kicks and punches did not hit his feet anymore and lashed the empty wind.

“Biarin Om kidnap adek adek this adek later he wants Om sackin take home to Singaporeaaaaaaaaa ARKKHHH!” sean shouted loudly when he suddenly felt his thigh pain.

Sean went straight to the back. It turned out that Aim was secretly biting Sean's thigh from behind with a tight fit. Even though Sean was wearing thick blue jeans. But the bite of the boy behind him felt through his cell cloth.

“Basic curu—”

“Sean! They're my kids know!” cut Anha while exhaling a bitter breath.

Huh! What's?! So the second L—eh, these three ribetan little children are his son Aunty? Sean nodded in disbelief.

Ck! Aunt Anha's husband is absolutely amazing! How mighty he is.

“Crazy! Just given k*ndom aja already did ngasilin kobak three, loh. Especially if given a box of try,” murmured Sean ngawur made Ana's face red. H-how could Sean speak originally in front of so many innocent little children like that.

“SEAN!” yelled Anha annoyedly making her three cute children just look at Uminya with eyes. Uh, good thing Ais, Aim, Kalila doesn't understand what Sean just said.

Anha recaptures Kalila who is in Sean's arms.

“Don't say weird, deh, in front of a small child!”

This Sean. is getting older even more so. Seeing the expression of Aunt Anha who looked really angry. Only Sean cleared his throat and shifted the atmosphere.

“So, they're kids, Auntie?” sean asked as he looked at the three of them in turn. His face was indeed similar, after all, to Aunt Anha. Moreover, that little Kalila, her beautiful face was really similar to Aunt Anha.

“Twin, yes?” sean asked after observing Aim and Ais alternately.

“Iya twins. His names are Uwais and Ibrahim. And Ais, Aim. This is Om Sean, son. Om Sean is Umi's good-natured friend.”

The two children were 'oh' ria after hearing his Uminya narration.

“Now you guys salim, gih, the same Om Sean.”

The two sons nodded and shook Sean's hands and apologized for behaving like this.

"Maapin Aim, yes, Om because he had bitten Om Cean" said Aim while kissing the back of Sean's hand made him laugh and scramble Ibrahim's hair with anxiety.

“So Om is not a penyik?” asked Ais innocently.

“Not Dear,” Anha chimed in and straightened out the misunderstanding earlier.

Sean laughed and held the two heroes of Anha who were on the right and left side of his body. Anha didn't think Sean could be that strong. But anyway, Sean really looks really cool!

Huh! If only Sean had heard Anha praise him in his heart. Surely the kid will play not play.

“Om... Om, really, bica know Uminya Aim?” ask Aim who is on the left side.

“Iya, dong. Om this, right, his ex Mami you.”

Huh! Anha glared at hearing that. Tetan, just praised now has been talking digress again, where Sean talked to the children anyway. Really ask to be picked this kid.

“Former what, Om?” tanaya Ais innocently while rubbing her eyes.

“Disclosure, dong. Later you ask your Papu, yes, son,” Sean replied while giggling amusedly seeing Aunt Anha getting frustrated and patting her own forehead. The two plain children nodded steadily. “Okeh ready.”

“SEANNN!” yelled Anha growled. Alright. Destroyed already his children if close to Sean.

“Oh, yes. You guys wanna go to the mall? Later Om buyin, deh, a lot of toys for you. It's up to you to take whichever one will be Om Sean who paid in.”

“Yeay!”

“Mau Om want! Ayok Om Ayok!”

"Aim, Ice. Cannot. Look at Sean, you know."

Anha warned with a narrowed gaze. He only I have to take care of his two children even though they have been helped by their maid. What about Sean trying to bring his two very active children alone?

The two boys in question displayed sad expressions made as natural as possible so that Anha would be relieved and allow her to walk with this kind-hearted Om.

"Umi Please. Boyeh, yes."

Ana pouting. It seems Mama Asih taught her two children so that the jago acted like this.

The twins screamed happily. Sean takes her to his open-top BMW.

"Yes, deh. But you guys promise not to be naughty, yeah. Keep coming home not night."

“Yeay!” the twins shouted with excitement. Actually Anha was just having fun too, anyway. If Sean buys toys for the twins it means he saves his spending money. But now Anha was still trying to display a frowning face.

“Umi not coming?” asked Ais when the three of them were already in Sean's red car. Anha shook her head. Actually, he wants to come too. But soon Hamkan would definitely go home, so Anha would have to stay home to welcome him.

“Jagain my kids, you know, yeah. Don't you teach weird,” Anha's message while staring fiercely at Sean.

Sean chuckles. “Quiet, Aunt. I also kidnapped him to Singapore.”

Sean started running his car.

"Umiiii's drug."

Both twins waved their hands. Anha holds Kalila's hand and gives da-dah for her.

"Be careful, yes, son. Later ask for a lot of toys the same Om Sean. Don't go home if you haven't robbed the same Sean Sultan."

"Yes Umiii."

The car passed by and moved away, leaving Anha holding Kalila.

***

And sure enough, when Sean with the kids was satisfied playing in the timezone. They came home with Ais and Aim wearing sunglasses like Sean Sableng. In addition to the good shopping items once in the back seat.

Anha shook her head. Sean is really sultan. But even so he was very happy. Anha felt that wherever Sean was, Sean always gave color to her.

***

Last Final meets Hasan tomorrow.

Tomorrow Sean will update normally because the author and free.

If you want to read Sean's story, it's on my lap with the title MARRIED BERONDONG KAYA . TQ.