Dreamy Girl

Part 97 Fairy Tales Before Bed

A sigh of relief when he saw the magnificent building of the Raditya family residence was so felt when the car driven by Gala Putra Raditya and his wife and assistant had climbed the spacious courtyard of the house. The happy face was so clear on the faces of Gala and his wife as they were still given the chance to return to this house in good health.

"Mama..." Rama ran from the second-floor staircase shouting his mother's name. He wanted to hit his mother but Gala immediately grabbed him and lifted him up high. He was afraid that the little boy would hit the belly of his mother who had clearly enlarged from time to time.

"Papa. cuyun.. ahahhahahaha" Rama screamed because his neck was kissed by Gala's papa.

"Yama want to cama Mama..aaaaa," shouted Rama again while occasionally laughing because he was amused.

"Mas, later Rama will not have appetite if tickled continuously," said Vita who saw Rama struggling with his appetite. Gala finally released his brother's son unwillingly because he liked it so much that Rama laughed like that.

"Mama..lama check the pelgina.." said Rama while hugging the neck of Mama Vita while swiping her nose there.

"Yama linduuu cekali..," Vita's heart warmed up because of happiness and pain together. Once again a sense of regret seeped into his heart because lately he was quite far from Rama cleavage he cared for since he was 6 months old.

Vita kissed the entire surface of Rama's face with anxiety, he was also very longing for this child, but the state of himself that had belonged to Gala completely made his time reduced for Kak Gita's son.

"Yama want to bob mama's cama," said Rama sulking without releasing his embrace to the body of Mama Vita.

"Dear, we're booby together tonight" Vita responded to Rama's request while looking at Gala's slightly sour face.

"Mas, I slept with Rama?" vita asked her husband for permission. No sign of allowing.

"In his room, exactly the room bang Tama," added Vita who immediately made Gala to disagree.

"Why not here anyway, dear." asked Gala trying to negotiate.

"Rama will sleep there, so I'm coming, you can sleep alone here."

"Son, I'm with you." replied Gala firmly, where he wants to sleep without his wife it could-can not be soundly. since marriage he has a new toy that can make him sleep soundly without a glass of white milk first.

"Okey mas, but do not disturb our time yes," Vita warned.

"Whoever my dear," Gala replied with a teasing smile. Finally that night the three of them slept again in the room of the late Tama bang which is now officially occupied by Rama his son. Actually there are many rooms in the house that are suitable for Rama but Madam Rawar felt that her son needed to be familiarized with the memories of his father so that his emotional closeness could be established even though they had separated and it will not be possible to meet again.

Gala notices Vita and Rama's interaction with a smile that continues to expand. He sat on the sofa listening to the talk of the child and his mother on the bed.

"Mama..."

"Hem, what's up, baby,"

"If the grandpa was celual dali cini, " while stroking the stomach slowly Vita, Rama continued, "mama maki maih shayang ma Yama?" he looked up at Vita's hidden shady face.

"Of course, dear, mama is more affectionate with Rama, because Rama is already a big brother, can keep a grandpa,"

"Ceyus, if Yama vinegar nyayis mama can't be dead right?"

"Don't love, Rama don't like crying dong later on his grandpa also likes nangsi,"

"The boy's name is strong, right,?" Rama nodded then yawned but it seemed like he still wanted to talk a lot.

"Well, we are boobyah, so that Rama can get up early," Rama shook his head he still wanted to linger with his mother in his arms. although not as it used to be because her mother's stomach blocked her small body from sticking right with Vita.

"Initiate the fairy tale ma, eyang utility biaca read the fairy tale cebefore bobok," said Rama while yawning. Vita smiled then asked Rama to read a prayer before going to bed first fearing him on the way to storytelling Rama had fallen asleep.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, Bismika Allohumma ahya wa bismika amuut, aamiin,"

"Mmm her son mama is very smart, mmuahh," Vita kissed Rama's neck until he chuckled amusedly.

"This is the story of a proud stork, one day he walked with graceful steps along a small river, his eyes staring at the clear waters of the river, its long neck and beak are ready to catch prey in the water as its morning breakfast. Back then, the river was filled with swimming fish, but the Stork felt a little haughty that morning."

"Ceyus, it's got a bang,"

"I don't want to eat small fish" he told himself. "The little fish don't deserve to be eaten by a graceful stork like me."

"Now, a fish slightly larger than the other fish, passed by nearby."

"No" said the Stork. "I wouldn't trouble myself to open a beak and eat such a big fish!"

"so bangonya mam what ma," asked Rama curious. Vita has not answered because she feels there is movement behind her. Gala seemed to get on the bed and began to dip her hands into his wife's nightgown in search of her favorite thing. He tried not to be distracted and continued his story.

"As the sun began to rise, fish in shallow water near the riverbank, eventually swim moved to the middle of the river deeper and cooler. The Stork, who saw no more fish, was forced to settle for eating a small snail on the bank of the river."

"Well that's the story, baby, this story teaches us not to be arrogant, baby," vita said, but Rama seemed to have fallen asleep because he had no reaction and his smooth snoring had begun to sound.

"Vit" whispered Gala from behind her ear. She knew her husband wanted something to feel his big hand had started guerrilla everywhere.

"Mas, there's Rama here" Vita replied without turning her body. She turned her back on her husband and faced Ram who had fallen asleep.

"I also want a fairy tale baby, all this time I never heard that you can read a fairy tale," said Gala still whispering in her ear that makes her bristled. She wriggled slowly so she could be more free from her husband's confinement.

"Mas, don't mode yeah, I know mas can sleep without fairy tales,"

"But tonight I also want a fairy tale like Rama, can ya?"

"Ish, as a child," answered Vita, who turned her back and looked at her husband with a smile.

"Vit" Gala pleaded. Not the real fairy tale he wanted, he just wanted to look at his wife's lips while talking to her.

"Bus, um,.."

"Hem,"

"Sleep well, I don't have a fairy tale for adults,"

"If the scene is for adults, is there?"

"Mas, read the do'a sleep first two recover new times there," said Vita gave an excuse even though he knew he would not be able to avoid the desire of her husband. Gala eagerly recited the prayer that his wife commanded him until she herself fell asleep in the arms of her husband. It was what her husband had read the story. Gala snorted to find his wife already soundly in his arms.

"Hahahaha Gala likes mode anyway, can't you?" othor laughed wickedly from here.

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