Fat Broken Wing

Child, child, child

AUTHOR POV

The chirping of the birds made the woman who was still wearing official clothes after dawn slowly open her eyes. The first thing he saw was black hair that was tearing, as well as a white forehead that had one small mole on his forehead, slowly his hand raised to rub the thick hair poured out all the flavors in his heart on the man who had been with him for 4 years and gave him three hearts, with different natures and attitudes, of course, even though twins are born. Children with a very adorable face according to Kiyara, although often make him mumet 7 roving face him but he is very happy and enjoys the role of Mama with pleasure, before his children grew up and were busy with his own world.

“Aw,” screeches when one of his assets is bitten by a man who pops his head in that place.

“Mas, ih .. if you have been literate mah do not stay there oruh,” Kiyara said to her husband.

“Candu, Which ... can again not be?”

“No, it was dawn already get a bonus, this already want 7 loh Yang, later the children hunted here, I also did not prepare a meal for them, Bi Omas was on leave,” replied Kiyara while trying to get up from her lying position, but failed because of her husband's tight hug.

“Kiss first,” pinta her husband, basically men times yes want any condition ogah loss.

Cup ... cup …

Quickly Kiyara immediately showered her husband with a kiss all over her face, despite knowing this was not what her husband meant.

“Ah, how the hell is Yang, yaudah you I law,” said Dave and immediately woke up from his lying position, took his wife into his carrier and brought her into the bathroom.

40 Minutes later, Kiyara and Dave finally came out of the bathroom after hearing the door being knocked from the outside, who else if not the tiny hands of his son who is three months away will be 4 years old too.

Czech …

“Mama with Papa, why long? Syta lapal tauuu,” said Syta middle child Kiyara and Dave.

“Sorry, Darling, Mama took a shower first .. Look the same Brother, Mama's hair is still wet,” said Kiyara while slightly bending her body.

“Yes, deh Syta trusted. Come on, Mama we cook, said Mama kemalin, this is us who cook for the towers,” Syta said with an anxious tone, making Kiyara remember Lala the booming little girl on the online platform, their tone spoke almost the same according to Kiyara but the difference was that her son did not move his hands as well.

“Cowok-cowok, Honey is not a towok-towok,” said Dave who just came out.

“Susyah, Papa ..” replied Syta with a frown and made Dave give a smile.

“Where are your Brother and Sister, girl?” ask Dave.

“In luang tipi, Pa, it was here as thick as Syta left alone,” fight the little girl while getting rid of her fallen hair and almost covering her eyes.

“You were washed first let's go with Papa, it's up Mama followed to the kitchen, let Mama first into the kitchen,” Dave said when he saw his son just woke up and went straight to his room.

“Booking, Papa,” asked as he spread his hands making Kiyara shake her head, seeing the behavior of her daughter who is very spoiled want him or her Papa.

After seeing her daughter go into her room with her husband, she chose to meet her two sons, who had almost the same face when seen at a glance but if looked at directly, she chose to meet her son, then it looks very different, because in addition to the color of the different eyeballs also because of the gaze of the two who are also different, Rendra the Big Brother who looks indifferent and impressed cold with a sharp eye gaze, while the youngest Lendra has eyes like Kiyara, shady and soothing make anyone who sees it will immediately bend their knees, even though the behavior is very ignorant. Even so both have the same facial lines as well as Syta, and it decreases from their Papa, also do not forget their white skin.

“Abang, Turkey,” Call Kiyara.

“Emh, it still smells like this. Shower first, want to be bathed Mama?” ask Kiyara.

“No, we can already shower sendili Ma, we will already besal,” said the two with a compact, even if the bath itself is still not clean but Kiyara always gives confidence to her children to be independent early on by teaching and getting used to small things like this, he said, although in the business of bathing, Kiyara always intervenes alone either in the morning shower or shower sorenya children.

“Ya already there shower first, Mama want to cook breakfast first, you want to cook what?”

“Nasi goleng sayul Ma, plus diced chicken meat,” replied the Bungsu and was taken by his brother.

After becoming a mother, this is the daily activity of Kiyara, if Bi Omas there is also for the kitchen affairs Kiyara still often takes the role because according to Kiyara in addition to a calm heart full stomach will be a good mood conductor throughout the day. But as a mother, of course, not only that she noticed when choosing to cook her own children and husband, but also cook themselves the same as healthy, because everything is guaranteed starting from the hygienic, as well, the quality of the ingredients, the cooking process and one other important thing is that Kiyara never cook mixed with the slightest item.

“Mamaaaa .. Syta is already beautifulkk,” shouted her middle child who was in her husband's arms, they turned out to directly follow Kiyara to the kitchen.

“Eumhh, yes it smells good,” said Kiyara after kissing the puffed cheek of her child's bully.

“Mama, cook what?” dave asked his wife, yes in front of the children Dave always used to call his wife with the name Mama, although sometimes incorrectly called by calling Darling for example.

“You want to cook fried rice in order of our two heroes, Papa the same brother want breakfast what?” ask Kiyara.

“Samely, Ma ... but have Syt .. eh have a Brother later want Brother ornamental use noli, can Ma?” ask Syta who is called Brother, while the eldest is called Brother and the youngest is called Adek, although born twins but they are still Brothers, right? So Kiyara and Dave, teach them by adjusting them to their birth order.

“Siap, Darling .. This is you cut into pieces yes, small ... This Mama has given you an example,” said Kiyara by preparing a set of cooking toys owned by her daughter, it was, although toys but still can be used to cut vegetables.

“Be careful, yes son, do not get hurt,” Kiyara said.

“Siap, Mama.”

When Syta was busy with his world, Dave approached the wife who was cutting the chicken breast and hugging it from behind.

“Mas, there is Syta ih .. don't be like this,” whispered Kiyara but completely ignored her husband, she said, who was even busy sniffing her neck from behind because now Kiyara is not wearing her hijab even a negligee used only a short-sleeved negligee with a knee length.

“What do you wear Yang, really scented like this?” dave asked him about something else.

“Wear what? Do you know what I wear myself,” replied Kiyara.

“But how different does it smell?”

“Sama aja Mas, just this I finished a new bath really the same you earlier, so yes still fragrant oruh. You don't work? How to still wear this casual shirt?”

“Work but it will run out sublime,” replied Dave.

“Kok noon?”