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Small Family

Dusk began to reveal himself. A red tint decorated the sky of Bali at that time. Aksa who had never seen such twilight was so amazed. His head continued to look up, his eyes looked at the reddish-orange sky and amazed anyone.

"It's so beautiful, Mah, Pah," she was amazed.

"Don't keep staring, you'll get hooked. Jump to papa beach." Keno closed Aksa's eyes with both hands.

Aksa who did not accept immediately bit his Papa's hand until he complained of pain. "Papa, why so naughty. I'm not saying that Mama will know later!" said Aksa with a waist.

Aira who heard the debate was shocked, what did the little boy know about rations? Did her husband teach her son? If so, be prepared you Keno won't be rationed tonight.

"You know what you're about rations? Who taught you that?" ask Aira. The woman aligned her body with her child and looked at him closely.

Aksa only glanced at Keno as the answer. Aira also immediately looked at Keno who was wrong and evil.

"A-I'll buy you a drink first, wait here. I'll come back" said Keno, who then ran to the stall to buy a drink.

"Ishh..ishh...." Aksa shook his head looking at the frightened papa.

"Do you think Papa will be scolded by Mama?" Aira stood up and folded her hands on her chest looking at her chuckling child amusedly looking at Keno.

"Today's a pretty mom, wear a prettier beach hat. Wahhh Mama who the hell is this," said Aksa. The boy was very good at seducing the mother.

"O my son, I really love you. You are so beautiful, your beauty is more than that of Queen Cleopatra." Aksa knelt down while holding her Mama's right hand.

Of course Aira laughed anxiously at the making. His son really went down the Keno trait.

"Wahhh, thank you for your praise of my little prince. I love you too," Aira chuckled back.

Keno is back with three cups of orange juice in her hand. He was astonished to see Aksa who was stylish like he was proposing to women.

"What are you my wife?" asked Keno cynically looking at her son.

"He's my heretic, isn't he, Mah?" Aksa hugged her mother.

Keno immediately carried his son so as not to approach his wife again. He invites her to run around the beach with Aira walking after them in the back.

"Bah, albatina. Later if I really fly how," exclaimed Aksa chuckled.

"Let's just say, don't you like it?"

Tired enough to run to and fro, Keno threw her body and Aksa on the sand. They were silent looking at the twilight sky that was still emanating beautifully before being swallowed by the darkness.

"Wake up baby, drink up first you must be tired." Aira thrust orange juice at her husband and sat cross-legged beside him.

"Where's it from? Didn't you just get carried?"

"Yes but also tired, Mah. Ouch..." Aksa pretended to be exhausted and rubbed his sweatless forehead.

Aira who was anxious immediately approached and tickled Aksa's stomach. Until the boy was cut off.

Beach visitors who see them are also very envious. A very happy and harmonious little family, anyone wants it. No wonder that dusk was the center of attention not only the sky but also the small family.

"Pah, please take a picture of me with mama dong." Aksa presented one of the Keno camera collections that were taken for a vacation.

"Aren't you talking, papa?"

Aksa.

"Photos by yourself!"

The boy then laughed back to look at the sulking father. He cupped both Keno cheeks and menguyelnya with anxiety.

"My father is like a child, uhhh adorable," he chuckled amusedly.

In such a position, Aira immediately responded. He took some pictures of his husband and son.

"Well, I'm not ready yet? Why photographed?" Aksa was a little annoyed with her mother who suddenly took her picture.

"Good baby, you're so funny. Uwuu really," said Aira showed the photo he took earlier.

"Alright, because Papa has a photo with Aksa, now Aksa wants a photo with Mama Doang. This is Papa, take a quick photo. Good one, be careful if it's not good." Aksa thrust the camera and she approached her Mom in style and prepared to take her picture.

Keno can only resign, he is willing to become an impromptu photographer. Not just one or two but dozens and that is without Keno. Keno became upset, and asked someone to take their picture.

Keno held Aksa and held her up high. A happy smile emanated beautifully from the three. Various styles have been done, Aksa alternately kiss and hug both parents, and there are many other styles.

"Thank you," said Keno to the person who had photographed earlier, do not forget to give a few tips because Keno pity may have been thirty minutes the person obeyed their will.

"Father, thank you for taking me on holiday. I'm so happy," cried Aksa.

"You're welcome. There are still more days, let's have fun!" sahut Keno is excited.

"Thank you, Hubby," said Aira, peeping at Keno's cheek. He was so happy because it was rare to get a vacation like this, work always got in the way of Keno but the man could still make time for his little family.

The sky began to darken, the sun had returned to its quarrel. The afternoon was replaced with the night. Stars began to appear one by one to decorate the sky so as not to be lonely.