
I was also sad and remembered Imram, I had never been to his boarding house, saw the circumstances of his place and he hated me and did not want to know me again. We only had frequent contact on mobile phones and met face to face at my sister's Shop and at Aryan's Children's Apartment. Will she hate me forever..?
I almost shed a tear, but I held it in and tried to joke with Ardi.
"Waah.it must be delicious noodles made by my son Ardi."
It seems that Ardi is too seriously starting to put his noodles in the boiling water.
A child who looks careless and quiet but is very affectionate and caring. I'm so grateful that he gave me the opportunity to be noticed by this good boy of mine.
He started mixing the seasoning after throwing away his water, and served it to me, and gave me a plate and spoon. I was intentionally silent. I want him to pay attention to me. If he's my son, I told him to feed me again.
I was very easy to baper on a child who was almost my child's age, because I was very loving family.
I started eating too, a little girl noticed me, and I greeted her.
"You eat boy...."
I also give you the food I eat. And he accepted it. I stood up and picked up the plate and started picking up the fried noodles that Ardi had mixed.
Ardi was sitting in front of me, on a video call with his mother.
His voice sounded back.
"Mama.call mama's friends over there for the night. No one is with my mom..!!"
Start getting angry.
Her mother said, because her voice was on the load speaker, so it was also heard by me.
"No, you can do it yourself..!!"
"It's the old man in the sayin don't want to hear, Mama..call the man accompany mama.."
Her mother answered back.
"No, my mom can do it herself. Not afraid either."
"Mama call people mama, accompany us, why is it so stubborn in saying you don't want to hear..."
I also chuckled amusedly, but Ardi was very serious he continued to persuade his mother who remained chuckle did not want to call people. Ardi pampered her mother like her wayward little sister.
Ardi kept repeating the words - he said. And her mom might be lazy to argue and kill her phone.
"This is a very difficult old man anyway, said he does not want to be properly told."
I laughed amusedly at her nagging, Ardi is so adorable in my sight.
I tried to defend his mother.
"Let's just say, son, maybe you'll be brave yourself too."
"Mom's problem, now there's a lot of thieves."
I also became worried too, naturally Ardi was very worried about his mother.
I finished my meal in the living room and talked to Ardi's father. I asked a little about the state of my sister Surya who is still struggling in his area. But the second struggle failed to return, because I did not want to hear my advice.
Ardi's father was so concerned about my brother who was so persistent and always tried even though he could not continue still struggling.
We talked for a long time and we fell asleep in the living room. Aunt Ardi rolled out the carpet and we slept in a cross-directional style. Ardi slept in his room.
The next morning it appears that Ardi's father began to wake Ardi, who did not want to wake up.
"Ardi.wake up late son..."
"later papa..not yet entered work..."
Ardi's voice ranting, upset his father woke him up.
His father looks very good too and attention to Ardi. Like Ardi to his mother.
"Wake up, son, it's already this morning. You'll be slow to work, son."
"Bahhh.papa...Ardi said later...!"
"Wake up, kid, it's too late.*
Ardi chose silence and still kekeh did not want to wake up.
I actually got up and took a shower and changed my clothes and lay back down. Seeing Father and son fighting I just laughed amusedly.
Ardi started to get upset and with a sullen face woke up. His father did not stop bothering him.
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