Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart

Episode 107 Everything I Want Should I Get

When kids act funny and fun.

It would be nice to see them running to and fro without fear of falling screaming and laughing hard. And for parents there is no greater happiness and joy than to see children laughing cheerfully and cheerfully. Father and Mother will do anything, give anything for the happiness and cheerful laughter of the child.

But one time children can also make parents become irritated, angry and stressed, when children cry without being persuaded and silenced.

Salah and don't know what to do. It doesn't want to and that one is also wrong. It feels anxious and if you obey the emotions are very good to pinch hit and hurt the child.

And if it is so sure later parents are also sorry. When the child has been silent and the herd, no longer crying then the parents just remain sorry and sad why out of control to hurt the child.

Raka often experiences such events. Experienced also by Raka and Mardo Rakasiwi behavior sometimes makes the father and mother really do not know what to do so Raka sometimes hit the little boy.

At night Raka went to see her son who was sleeping soundly and it was not seen that just a moment ago he had just made everyone angry and irritated, because you can't stay still and cry constantly. Being persuaded wrong and being silenced is increasingly becoming.

As she fell asleep, with her regular breathing, lips that were clenched still and hands that were located on the cheeks, how peaceful and sweet she was. A helpless child. Give all of himself to parents only. But a child believes in himself that his parents are his protectors, his angels. Strong confidence until he fell asleep with complete calm and peace.

All he could do was stroke his son's head and kiss his forehead.

Then almost his tears crying because he regretted his actions that hit Raka's ass.

Not loud, with the intention of making him silent because his voice was hoarse.

After being hit he was more hesterical and crying, then ran into the hug of Mardo who was sleeping Cindy, Fortunately Cindy was not awakened by her brother's cry. Because for a moment it was also fussy.

Mardo hugged his son's body and whispered softly, "Don't cry later Cindy's sister wakes up, if sister wakes up, mother can't be bobo with Kak Raka. The boy nodded and Mardo shifted his sleep giving the boy a place.

"Daddy naughty bun, I hit him a hit, a hit."

The boy sulked along with a sobbing cry.

"Cups-cups, brother also the cry time how many hours, if the sound runs out how?"

"Son't just want to buy toys like having a sister friend, can't fix a torch."

"Tomorrow, mother buyin, now sleep first, sister already night."

"The truth is Bun, tomorrow home from school directly to the mall, said friends brother, is in the mall near here bun."

"Ok, sister will choose her own place."

And then Rakasiwi was silent, he hugged Mardo's body, and the woman hugged him back and kissed his face, patting gently until finally the boy fell asleep.

"I'm sorry, son, it hit you because you keep crying and your father and mother don't know what we have to do until finally Dad hits you I promise I will never hit you again facing you because you're so little I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry son."

Raka also lay down near her son and hugged at the same time his son and wife. The bed in the form of a soft mattress that is very large and wide was deliberately ordered and spread on the floor.

The large mattress can accommodate up to 5 to 6 people. Raka said that as long as their children were young for the ease and safety of falling, then they always slept three in that place. No need to worry because Rakasiwi can roll here and there without worrying about falling out of bed.

"Mi, you're asleep?"

Raka touched Mardo's fingers."

Raka looked at his wife who was so gentle and patient. The woman never scolded her son. At least his eyes were enlarged, scaring away. Mardo was affectionate, a sweet and cheerful smile that always adorned him.

"The cheek was Mi's release, hit brother's ass, Pipi felt guilty."

Mardo slowly got up and pulled a pillow between his brother and sister. She then laid her body on the side of Raka, turned to face her husband also already facing her.

They both stared at each other."It was Pipi who told Mimi to always be patient in dealing with anything, anything else against children. Do not lose our patience with their fussiness. We promised we'd take all problems as beautiful colors, though hard."

"Yes, Mimi's right. I'm not as tough as Mimi, I'm so lucky to have you Mi."

"I'm also lucky Pi, I love Pipi."

Mardo clasped the man's neck, and Raka replied and looked for what she wanted, beautiful lips despite not wearing lipstick. Lips that are already light pink. The man expressed his feelings that loved this woman so much. The longer, the greater the love and affection.

With full softness Raka touched her nose and lips on the skin supple, white and smooth. The chest is getting fuller because it is breastfeeding. And the man had tasted milk several times that belonged to Cindy. Sometimes due to his own desire but often also because of having to help Mardo, due to exhaustion drain, Mardo's chest swells and he helps deflate it.

"Baby Raka wants to know what Mi is, to the whole thing."

They have just done a union of two hearts that love each other.

Mardo clenched his field chest and warm, Raka had satisfied him and his lips smiled with closed eyes.

"Batman Pi's only toy, Mimi's promised to buy it tomorrow."

"The boy, what he wants must be earned."

"It's a pipe."

"Is it Mi?"

"Yes, who knows Pipi the most, Mimi dong."

"Pipe ask sister for Cindy Mi."

"Ich Pipi, still bothered like this, the proof is that Pipi can not wait to face Rakasiwi's brother ah."

"All you have to bother, please."

"Baby Raka must get everything he wants, Pipi also right Mi?"

Mardo replied with a move and turned his back to Raka.

"If silence means mimi agrees, thank God, it must be every night Mi, let Cindy's sister be quick, hopefully Mi's boy."

Mardo had fallen asleep and heard nothing.

Seriate.