Fat Broken Wing

Fat Broken Wing
Aqiqah



AUTHOR POV


Already four days have passed, now the condition of baby triplets is more adorable how not adorable the third cheek is getting round, only, with slightly blond hair and blue eyeballs of the sea except for the youngest whose eyeballs are as dark brown as his mother's, making anyone who sees the three babies will be anxious to make.


At Dave's house there is an aqiqahan baby triplets event, because during the 7 daily event or all puseur puput


held simply without inviting many people, even relatives from the Kiyara family and Dave's brother in Germany. So for this 40 daily event invited many people and relatives, and of course orphans too, too, because goats are slaughtered for aqiqah so much that in addition to invited guests who are deliberately invited a little more also Dave and Kiyara plan to distribute besek hajakan to the workers who connect their lives on the streets, the, like a carpenter, rickshaw, and maybe if lucky there are cleaning workers who are still busy cleaning the streets of the city of Bandung from garbage.


“Yang, is this your shirt comfortable?” dave asked Kiyara, now whatever Kiyara will wear always gets a comfortable question or not from her husband.


“It's safe, Mas ..” replied Kiyara.


“That's your milk seems uncomfortable Yang, too repressed there,” comments Dave.


“Apasih, Mas this is me who ngerasain loh. No, this is comfortable just as I will be closed veil long cover my chest, calm yes,” said Kiyara softly.


“Iya deh,” pasrah Dave.


Since his wife gave birth to Dave's posessivan increased many times because of his wife's sexy body increasingly sexy in his eyes, his breasts are getting bigger and tighter is certainly always thwarting his focus, the focus is always, and she was completely reluctant to share it with anyone but her three children.


“Mas, the bouncer is ready in front?” ask Kiyara.


“Already, dear, just take Baby to it,” replied Dave.


And after Kiyara is ready with all her needs, now they both walk to the family room, baby Rendra and Lendra in the carrying Papa Dave with the same suit, namely cocoa clothes, and, then Kiyara holds baby Syta who both use white and matching colored veils.


“Masya Allah, nephew Onty,” shouted Shakira.


Oek .. oek .. oek


Oek .. oek .. oek


Pk …


“Christmas,” said El who is now 14 months old and can walk even though he is trained, can already speak even though only a few vocabulary words with letters that are sometimes aburadul not funny.


“That's you, son .. college already wants to graduate too, still like screaming like a child, your niece to cry like that, meni lost to Ellai he was very sad even angry you, normally Mah El who shouted,” Tante Fani's scolding on his son.


“Ih, Mami mah... don't know if I'm really suennneng have a niece baby triplets like gini, where I just saw again, Mami anyway, to Bandung did not ngajak-ngajak Shakira would be Shakira fussy gini,” reply Shakira with lips puckered it, making the man who had been watching her mengulum smile continuously, because he thought Shakira's behavior was funny, funny, spontaneity for people heart spots.


“Already, here baby Lendra with Grandma,” said Mother Alana who just entered the living room after allowing some guests to enter the house and some on the terrace that has been conjured in such a way that there is a tent that it is used by the hajadaan people.


The event, which began at half-time that afternoon, was a solemn walk in which prayers for the three adorable little babies were chanted, as well as for both parents and extended families, not to mention the salawat that continues to flow, making the event more solemn and solemn.


The joint prayer event is over now all the audience is busy with their respective food which is all processed made of goat meat. Several boxes of rice have been distributed around the street near Kiyara and Dave's housing.


“Teuteu, later atu tiyum Ade yes,” said El who is now in Kiyara's lap.


“Iya, may .. but Brother El must eat first, let strong tiyum Adenya,” said Kiyara.


“Euum, Tatak mam banak-banak, aaaa ..”


“Hideung's men, tea slaves ..” says Mother Alana to Kiyara.


“Heum, yes El is never fussy either Bun, always be a good and obedient child, just as his sisters are also masyAllah meni well, like me if he plays here, just like me, always able to entertain me who sometimes rungsing with my babies,” replied Kiyara.


“May Mother's grandchildren, so the children of Soleh Solehah,” muttered Mother Alana.


“Oh, yes Dave where?” ask Mommy.


“Against Dalem, eat for Uncle, Aunty, Nico, Jeslyn, and bontot Joana, pity jetlag ..so can not enjoy the event as well,” replied Kiyara and embraced by Mother Alana.


“Later here tell a bit long, later we take a walk around Bandung there are many tourist attractions, but you do not follow ya, watir,” said Mother.


“Iya, Mother .. Kiyara at home, later Kiyara asked for help with Mother and Father to entertain her family Mas Dave yes, later if there is sustenance and the twins can already be invited out of Mother with my father I invite to Germany, for a visit to Daddy's relatives there,” said Kiyara.


“That's it,” said El who suddenly replied, like knowing what was being talked about.