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*Her father Ara.
"Cih, how dare this child cut by the name of the centong use this name!" sulkan Gala directly emotion level of god.
The pace of his luxury car vehicle is now starting to increase its speed, and...
Braaakk
Cell phones that are still vibrating indicate that there is a phone coming in and that was thrown out of Gala just like that on the street.
"Macem-macem phone candidate bini man! watch out for the BUTO IJO!" threaten Gala by cracking her jaw because she is angry.
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More than an hour passed and Ara finally squirmed, she blinked her eyes as she felt like the car was no longer running. Gala's sweet smile instantly shifted her world.
"Ara's fool is very handsome yes" he murmured slowly but can still be heard by Gala. The man laughed as if thousands of butterflies had burst out from his stomach.
"My soul mate is also beautiful, funny, jolly and cute like a small but agile and noisy brat" Gala replied as she squeezed Ara's nose.
"Let's... Wanted to be hugged" her door spoiled.
"By pleasure, dear"
Ara was immediately splashed into the arms of the Gala that always warmed her, the wide chest of the man she loved felt so fitting for her to lean and glow.
"Old embrace, will the others?" ara said while laughing.
Hey, don't fish for something you shouldn't yet!
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Yes, the morning that makes the whole house frenzied because of his screams because of panic.
"Where do you keep going?" the dining room still wears sleeping pajamas.
"Try sister phone again yes" said Ola with a finger that is so agile on the screen of her phone.
Mother and Umi could only look at each other while rubbing their little girl's back while calming Ara who continued to cry.
"Let's remember again, son" said the mother who actually made Ara even more annoyed because she was sure that her phone was still there when she came home last night.
"Ara overslept during the chat with Merlin, Mom." he said again that was anxious because it had been convincing several times.
"Maybe it fell in a Gala car" Khayangan said.
Ara immediately turned to the usual chair in her foster brother's seat. But his forehead shriveled when he saw no one there.
"Where are you Gala? how not" asked Ara to everyone in the dining room.
"Gala went to the office early, there was a meeting this morning" replied Bumi so casually, he never felt the slightest bit disturbed by the drama that often done Ara, his little girl.
"Sir Ola, call me Gala dong, ask where is Ara's phone? maybe Umi said, could just fall in his car, right? " now Ara is increasingly whining to the youngest child of Earth and Khayangan.
"So Gala where can be disturbed, let alone meeting this morning he must be keeping his mood very much. Later aja kangan aja yes" said Ola who did not want to also get angry with her brother, if it has been twice not appointed Ola did not dare to contact for the third time.
All is quite understandable, because for children the age of Ara mobile phone is a mandatory object that is always in the hand. There is no day without a cell phone like a dark world.
"Where is Ara going? breakfast used to be a pity" said Khayangan when he saw Ara wake up and run towards the stairs to his room upstairs.
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Get ready for Baby Koala...