
Five three-year-old boys entered the children's play area in a mall in Jakarta, behind them five fathers who followed, walking gallantly and able to divert the eyes of the people who were there to see them.
The scenery was extraordinary and very rare, the five children were the attention of everyone who passed them. They are like twins, the models and colors of the clothes they wear are the same only the name writing makes a difference. They looked cute and comforting as they walked hand in hand like this, while the five fathers in their cool, bodyguard-like style followed wherever the children stepped.
"Daddy I want to play that" show Raka a motorcycle balab.
"I also want that vader" pinta Zola.
"I'm also pa" this time Inspiration spoke.
"Revan is also pi" she asked Alex.
"Awan also wants yah" while looking at Roy.
One wants the other to want it, Sandy invites Raka to sit on a motorcycle with the other fathers. The five children were now on a motorcycle, each father sitting behind them. "Come on Dad, we're starting" Raka looked excited. "All right, we can be a great team" said Sandy while kissing the head of Raka.
Raka kissed Sandy cheek "Daddy is great" he said happy, they were able to reach the finish well.
"Daddy's son wants to try something else?" Raka nodded her head accepting Sandy's offer.
"Let's try to get in the car that runs there" pointed to Sandy's car bomb arena.
"You dad.want" cried Raka happily.
"Let's take your other brothers" Raka nodded in agreement. He started to serve one-on-one.
"Brach"
"Zola"
"Revan"
"German"
All the children followed Raka's steps and followed the fathers behind them and their presence was always a concern for the people around them.
Husbands are busy babysitting their sons while playing, while wives are busy shopping in the shopping area. The five mothers were at the children's supply store, the five separated to look for the needs of their sons.
"My mother asked for these five of the same size" Nayla handed a sample of the clothes she wanted to a store employee. The employee nodded but his face showed astonishment.
"Why you? like a bully" scolded his friend.
"The boy over there asked for five of the same size" he replied, "Haa... five? quintuplets?" now his friend wonders.
The store employee handed Nayla the clothes she wanted. "Sorry, my five-twin son?" The shopkeeper's question made Nayla chuckle. "Yes" he answered briefly as he passed.
Citra found shoes that are very suitable when worn five boys. "Bak asked for these same five sizes all of them" while handing over the example of the shoe he wanted.
"Five?" ask the store employee to reassure you. The image only nodded with a smile, it was common to get such astonished responses. It was the custom of Nayla and the other four mothers to do it, every time they bought something for their son always included another son. It is inevitable that children's clothing, toys and other accessories are almost always the same, really like twins.
Shinta buys the five children a hat, while Mery buys a toy robot, Bella buys drawing and coloring supplies.
Children have switched to other toys, they do not feel tired in the slightest. Fathers are still quick to accompany their sons.
The five children were already in the carriage ready to go around, their fathers were just standing outside the area, looking at the five children who looked cheerful.
Sandy immediately put on her cold face when she saw a woman coming near her, the woman wanted to say hello but she lost quickly with the sandy steps that passed away
"Have been shopping" asked Sandy who immediately approached Nayla when the beautiful face of his wife was seen near the crete area that the children were riding..
"Hemm" Nayla replied as she looked at Sandy's cold face and slightly glanced at the woman behind Sandy. She smiled, Nayla fully understood what would happen if her husband had put on such a face.
"Don't be far from me" whispered Sandy to the point where Nayla immediately hugged her.
"Mommy"
"Mommy"
"Mommy"
"Mommy"
"Mommy"
Sandy chuckles at Nayla's words. "Do you want them all to be our children?" tanyakanya.
"No need to ask, they are now our children" Nayla replied.
"Honey it looks like we can add another one" Sandy slightly lowered her head to look at Nayla. Just a silent choice Nayla took, considering what she had done this morning when she realized it had been two weeks.
The five children ran towards Nayla and Sandy after they got off the train, seeing that the other four fathers came closer.
"Have finished manya? Are you guys happy?" nayla asked the five children who were adorable to her.
"Happy Mom" replied Raka.
"I'm also glad Mom" Inspiration said.
"Me too" said Zola.
"Acope" The cloud raised his hand.
"Good" replied Revan.
Nayla smiled, it was common for the children to always want to be noticed more one by one.
"Mommy I'm hungry" said Revan.
"Zola wants a drink"
"Susu" replied the Cloud
"Fried chicken" said Ilham.
"Mommy.... Raka wants everything"
"Then let's eat, mother, mother, mother, mother and mother are waiting for you"
"Hore.. hooray.." cried the five at the same time.
The five children walked in front of the adults. "Look at dad" pointed Nayla at the five boys who were like a line of bodyguards guarding the people behind them.
"Their leadership spirit already looks like yours" Nayla explained.
"That's good, they're corporate leaders" Sandy replied.
"Mama" Ilham called out
"Mother" The cloud called
"Moeder" Zola said
"Mother" Revan spoke.
All ran up to their mothers, while Raka stood on the spot, she waited for her mommy and daddy to come closer. "Let's love mommy we're sitting" Nayla holds Raka's hand.
Shinta and Mery had already ordered food for them, all sitting around at a large table. Citra and Bella ask the employees where they eat to put all the tables together. The children are between their mother and father.
While waiting for their order, the children were busy recounting what they had done while playing.
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