HOT DADDY (Not Duda, Not Friday)

HOT DADDY (Not Duda, Not Friday)
Sodara



“Come Om, ayoo, game!” With a feeling of happiness, Chila cheered and occasionally sang while going down the stairs. Behind him, Mike seemed so upset at being so lazy to get out. He wants to rest and play mobile in the room, but whatever the power if Chila is already in the house, he will not be able to relax.


Like this afternoon, Chila kept whining her down the street. Ah not only Chila, but brother lucknat Mike was also the same, because he was the main ringleader.


Like a few days ago, when he was forced to deliver a check to the obstetrician, he had to wear a mask and a thick jacket, he said, as Michele and Chila continue to sing along the hospital to the doctor's room.


Shame, don't ask again. Sometimes Mike to be confused and curious, what his mother used to dream when pregnant with his sister. Why his father and mother could have a child as magical as his sister. And he was a little grateful, because until now, his brother-in-law was still sane every time he faced his sister's attitude.


“Chila, slow down or you will fall!” mike shouted quietly while holding Chila's hand because almost the little boy slipped.


“Hehehe.” Chila just looks up and politely shouts at Mike, then he continues his path, but now by walking not much behavior as before, “Mamaaaa, it's ready!” chila shouted in search of Michele's mom.


“This mouth why this is so!” exclaim Mike who immediately silenced the gaunt lips Chila, “You are a girl, do not follow mama Michele, she is sesad.” Imbuh her again accompanied by decak an upset.


“Can't rich mama Iceland? How rich is Chila? Rich OM?” ask Chila with her innocent face, “Chila should be diem continue rich sculpture, if said mama Iceland, om it's kanebo. But Chila didn't know kanebo was anything.” Her babbling with lips.


“Just do not follow your mama's misguided style and attitude. Kalem, graceful, so girls should be gentle and polite,” said Mike firmly, “Ngerti?” she nodded and immediately got a nod of her head by Chila.


“Sesad, sad, you are sad!” michele's jolt arrived and directly hit her sister's shoulder with the bag.


“Kakak!” exclaimed Mike rubbed his shoulders that felt quite hot, “Kakak it was sad. Ngajari Chila is rich so!”


“Tau ah, let's hunt, you drive!” he said he was upset that he threw the car keys at Mike and took Chila out of the house.


That afternoon, Michele, Chila and Mike spent their time walking the streets of the Mall. Not only that, they can also eat as much, of course there is no Aldi or Rasya, so Michele invites Chila to eat junk food as much as possible.


“Awas you ntar ngadu ngadu!” michele threatened shortly before eating her food, while the threatened one was only able to snort annoyedly.


“But yes not this much too brother, if later what is going on, if brother wants to play everything himself? Mike is also getting his sap later,” complains Mike sighs his heavy, “And you, Chila don't eat much. Tomorrow your father comes home, if you eat a lot, stomach pain you can not pick up to the airport.” Threatening Mike who made Chila instantly speechless, and swallow her saliva hard.


Chila is not afraid of getting sick if she eats too much, it's just that she is silent because tomorrow her father and mother will go home, and that means someone will go too.


“Means tomorrow, Om also go dong?” chila asked softly as her lips turned to look at Mike while clasping a burger in hand.


“Michele!” hearing someone call, making the three people immediately turn to the source of the voice.