Husband Bulukku Suddenly Tajir

Foster Child

"That's ...." Erlin pointed while closing her eyes. Afraid of what he saw. I approached her while looking at what Erlin had seen just now.

"Astaghfirullah, Ceplon! " i was shocked half to death, in a big bag of Camplon playing my phone. I remember when at home Uncle Wito touched the phone screen with the S code right in front of him, of course it was very easy for him.

I took out the Camplon from there.

"It's a good thing you didn't die from lack of oxygen" I said as I lifted her small body, looking as if she was yawning while rubbing one of her eyes. He's standing tall now.

"Here!" I asked for my phone back. Playing cell phone for too long makes him sleepy.

"Cemplon, how can you be here?" asked Erlin later.

"Cemplon likes Erlin!" said the boy innocently.

"Likes? Hey bald boy, he's mine!" I said that I did not like to see him immediately hugging Erlin's leg. Suddenly I pinned his bald head.

"Oh, sick!" he stroked his plontos head.

"Rasain," my inner.

"Sam, you scared him!" hardik Erlin who I didn't care about. Erlin helped rub his head then hugged him back. Every now and then the little boy poked his tongue out at me.

I was so angry to see it.

"Cemplon, if you go with Erlin, your parents must be anxious, you don't want to call aunt Wati first yes,"

Erlin took off the arms of Camplon, then reached into the cell phone in her small bag.

The camplon looks according to. But no! He ran into the house that had been wide open since. I'm after him, who knows he's making a troublemaker in there.

My breath was stinging - I was running after him. I arrived at the living room. But anyway, I didn't get that tuyul.

"Where did Camplon go?" I muttered as I looked for him under the table.

Erlin came in and rebuked me.

"Sam, bi Wati said it's been three days since Cemplon was at Uncle Wito's house. Her father had long since died in her mother's womb" Erlin said, patting me on the shoulder.

"Aww!" my head hit the table. Erlin rubbed my head.

"Sorry Sam, are you okay?" tanyanya's worried.

"You startled me" I said later.

"Some of you look for what the hell, until you hide under the table everything," Erlin said.

"Cemplon ran here, I think he likes playing hide and seek."

"Aren't you worried that he broke the stuff in this house?" terka Erlin who made me wail.

Just as we were finished talking about Ceplon, there was the sound of objects falling down on the top floor.

"That noise," I rushed up the stairs. Erlin followed me from behind.

The sound of shards came from grandfather's room.

I'll open the door immediately. And what's going on?

"Sam, there's tuyul!" squealed the grandfather who was standing on the table. His hands were trembling with fear. The atmosphere of the night is very supportive if the Camplon is very suitable to be tuyul. Fortunately not tuyul and mbak Yul.

"Cemplon, what are you doing in Grandpa's room?" Erlin clutched the Camplon whose legs were ready to run. Camplon struggling to get away from Erlin.

"There's a lizard, Cemplon wants to catch." he said innocently while trying to escape.

I held onto Grandpa and helped him down.

"Sam, explain it to grandpa!" grandpa stroked his chest. Maybe the shock.

"It's a Cake Camplon!" I waved to get Cemplon here.

"Come salim!" my orders were immediately responded to by him. Grandpa could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Who is this Camplon? And how did he get into my room this night?"

"He's my aunt's niece who's in the village, Kek," Erlin explained.

"Aunt Wati said, now Cemplon became an orphan Kek," Erlin explained, making me widen my eyes.

"Erlin, didn't you just say that his father died while Camplon was in the womb ?"

"I wasn't done talking to Sam, that's true. Her mother Cemplon died while giving birth to her, '" Erlin is seen starting to look glassy.

"Pity your fate, Plon !" muttered.

"Serus your aunt, say what else?" my many.

"Uncle Wito can't pick him up tonight, so he automatically stays overnight in this house" Erlin explained as if she agreed with uncle Wito's request.

"stay? You didn't hear Erlin wrong?" I seem to panic if tonight she troubles me, her schedule tonight the junior entered the cage e ...

"Sam, if this is the story, it's better to let the Camplon stay here for a few days!" pinta grandfather, I don't know which wind made Grandpa change his mood.

"Can't Cake!" reject me, "He's a man's son,"

"Sam," Grandpa touched my skin.

"Aww, sick cake, I'm not a child anymore!" pekikku while wiping the ears.

Erlin and the compact Camplon giggled withholding laughter.

"He was an orphan, remember those who cared for orphans among the Muslims, gave them food and drink, surely Allah put him into heaven, unless he commits an unforgivable sin." Grandpa's sermon that brought me down.

"Good Cake" I said as I thought about how to keep the Camplon from going tonight.

"Nah Cemplon, say thank you to grandpa, tonight you can sleep with you!" erlin said which made me widen my eyes.

"Erlin, that's not what Grandpa said just now, a Camplon can stay here doesn't mean he sleeps with you, does it?" my protest disagrees with Erlin's statement.

"Would you let a 4-year-old sleep alone?" Erlin glared at me.

"That's to be independent!"

"Let's go, Camplon, tell Grandpa what was that?" Erlin doesn't pay attention to me.

"Thank you, Grandpa!" cemplon said with his spoiled voice, he rushed towards grandfather. Grandfather looked happy even grandfather several times rubbed his bald head.

"Sam, can you make him your foster son?" said grandpa lightly.

"Foster boy!"

"No - no, the model is so tuyul!"

"Sam, remember he's an orphan boy!" hardik grandpa made me shrink.

"Grandpa's mother is not entirely wrong, I agree, well let's just say she's our child, who knows by nurturing her we're spared a baby, right Sam?" Erlin looked at me as if begging me to agree too.

"Alamak, just starting the next round, there is a temptation," I complained inwardly.

"It's up to both of you" I glanced into my room wanting to go to bed.

The three of them were so happy.

In the middle of sleep.

"Sam, slide a little!" erlin's voice managed to wake me up, even though my eyes were still closed.

Instead of sliding, my hand tried to reach her. Feels wet, not the Erlin I got.

I opened my eyes wide, and found my wife sitting down.

"This fire!" my peek.

"Sstttt, don't be tight, Sam, he'll wake up!" whispered Erlin while sticking the fingertips on the lips.

"Cemplon wetting,"

"Alamak Erlin, this is why he's naked with us. I can't hug or smell so bad!" my nag.