Fat Broken Wing

Jahl

AUTHOR POV

Kiyara shook her head when she saw the faces of her twins spouted due to the scribbling of markers, and one of her child's faces looked clean, yes if it was like this without asking Kiyara already knew for sure who did it. Who has been seen from the baby's ignorant face although often covered by his shady gaze, Nalendra Jeff Mananta, his youngest son at this time.

“Tante why stop here? I want to bob the same triplets,” said El who stood behind Kiyara.

Yes, after tired of playing from morning, triplets finally fall asleep also in the room owned by Kiyara first and now if he wants to stay at his parents' house.

“Ssssttt .. look at your cousin's face,” said Kiyara and squatted her body with her nephew.

“Oooooopppps, how come it's like that Tan? Last time El came out of the room everything was still bobok, kok,” said El while holding his laugh.

“Who's job according to El?” ask Kiyara.

“That must be Lendra,” El replied while pointing at Lendra whose face was the most clean there was not a single scribble on his face but instead there was a scribble on his finger and it was just a little bit.

“Hi hi hi hi, according to Aunt also like that. Yes already, let it be cleaned later if they wake up, El so want to sleep with Triplets?” kiyara asked and answered with a headband by El.

“Later my handsome face in the same scribble Aunt too, I do not want,” replied El while passing from the front door of Kiyara's room.

“Narcissistic basis, like his Father,” muttered Kiyara when he saw the body of his nephew go into his own room.

Kiyara, deciding to go into her room, photographed the calm face of her children who were asleep, looked at one by one her son's face with a smile that never faded, the red baby that he gave birth to 3 years 9 months ago is now an adorable toddler and always makes him grateful to have given birth to them even though sometimes there are still the behavior of his children that make him stroking chest.

“I just send this to Mas Dave,” muttered Kiyara, then chose some photos that she took and sent to her husband's number.

Trings …

Her father Triplets, my husband

~Nalendra nih, definitely .. later video yes Ma, when the children wake up hpnya put it in a safe place, Papa want to see the expression Narendra and Nasyta, he said, want to hear the screams of the beautiful child Papa also ha ha ha, jeez the child is indeed very ignorant of the baby yes Ma, even though his face is the calmest, basic Nalendra-Nalendra~

My wife, Mama Triplets

~Your child, exactly ignorant like you .. yes later Mama videoin~

But not long ago he just remembered if in his room this was ever fitted with CCTV, since the incident when he

still in school once broken into a thief. Although it is only activated when empty, but it still seems to be usable, it is better to check it first.

“Alhamdulillah still can, so I will not have to bother, because I also sleepy hi hi hi hi hi,” murmured after checking the CCTV room which turned out to be still active.

~~

Nightfall

“Masya Allah shouted Nasyta meni fasteng, yes Yang ... tuh see his face Nalendra meni adem rowdy, could-may he laugh and his ignorant face with his face like that, could-do, jeez the boy,” muttered Dave by pointing at his laptop screen, making Kiyara smile brightly seeing her husband happy like this.

“Nah, Rendra's face is new to look .. Jeez this child B aja whose expression even though the beginning of the period

looks like a safety but he is calm aja gituh denger his scolding Syta, emang yes really said people used to say, although one factory still there is a difference, and this is our twins are different all, all of them, though pas ngadon together, fitting so together, fitting out also together, ha ha ha,” said Dave.

“By the way it's taken care of already have children, don't be too vulgar,” said Kiyara.

“What the heck Yang, the person in this room is just anyways there are we both children already on the island of kapuk from earlier too,” replied Dave while turning off his laptop.

“Iya deh, Masku Darling.”

“Oh, yes I have an invitation here .. from your friend earlier in titipin to me.”

“Invitation from whom? Tumben ngundang me, use all through you again Mas, your employees?”

“Heum, I'll take it for a minute in the briefcase all you want to put a laptop.”

“Well, here,” connect Dave while presenting a wedding invitation to Kiyara.

“Hah ... Arin? Uh, but wait a minute this is the name of the bridegroom is not Alfi, Mas is a neighbor of the complex here

I used to tell that story, Mas, my little friend,”, said Kitara.

Dave, put his shoulder on the don't know sign. “No idea I Yang, earlier he just gave this nitip to you he said.”

Kiyara, nodded her head while opening the invitation card that was already in her hand. But his gaze was fixed on a piece of white paper folded in the middle of the invitation.

“What is That? How is that?” ask Dave.

“No idea, I opened it for a while,” replied Kiyara and it turned out that after the white paper was opened it contained a handwriting.

“Surat Mas, I briefly read ahem ..” said Kiyara then began to read the contents of the letter in a voice that was enough to hear her husband as well.

“From Arin, make Kiyara .. Sorry and Thank’s .. have been willing to forgive my mistakes in the past and when our reunion was a few years ago, since then God has slowly taught me many things through our debates. Dannn ... Now surely you are asking questions? why the name of the bridegroom in this invitation is not Alfi but another man, yes I have decided my matchmaking with him, because I know myself enough afterwards.It is true that you said Alfi is too good for me, yes I have decided to make a match with him, and I also just learned the fact, if Alfi really has feelings for your friends whose house is also close to your house, but because Alfi respects the wishes of his parents then he survives with me. Already from 3 years ago I realized this, but I only dared to break my engagement with him a year and a half ago, and a few months ago I was proposed by someone who ta’aruf with me, and, through the intermediary of Alfie. Love is complicated yes, it turns out .. btw, thank’s really because of your bad speech I so think repeatedly, am I not really happy and just manipulate myself, I just manipulate myself, yes and I must admit you again. Anyway thank’s really and don't forget dateng, there is a leak, Alfi is also interested in marriage. I'm done, Mas,” Kiyara said as she folded back the letter.

“Indeed you ever talk bad when is Arin?” ask Dave who was curious from now on.

“At first it was not accidentally met on the street complex, do not know the courage from where I volunteer with him, he he he, continue every time I meet in your office I always pedesin him, he said, let's be aware of his intentions, eh thank God sampean. Funny yes Mas, different people turned out to be yes, if I was loved the year should be calm, baek-baek, well this is the Arin must be dipedesin first new in.”

“Ya different-betah Yang, one person with another will have a different mindset must be the way of acceptance if you are told to know the same person as well.”

“Udah yuk ah, mending nyicil for adeknya triplets,” god Dave.