
"Daddy, how romantic. Tomorrow I want a husband like Daddy, akh." Knock Ry again while putting the piece of bread in his mouth. The first time his sister who is open the voice, from earlier his face was sour like a young mango rujak.
"Eh ... The boy. Your school skirt is still blue tau. If you sleep still hug BT12 doll, do not talk about husband, time. Distance." Hardik Rae to his younger brother who was still sitting in the First High School.
Still fresh memories, his two younger siblings had just fought over the puppet. Isn't it too early if one of them talks about the husband. Not only know them, how the process of getting a husband.
He was stricken with symptoms of a strange fever to the point of having insomnia when there was one girl in his school, parking freely in his brain overnight. Even if she doesn't remember wrongly, this woman without permission enters into her dream spreading the most charming smile she's ever seen. Thankfully it was just a dream! If not...? The dangers...!
"Dwelling ... Let alone. Week." Ry poked his tongue towards Rae. He glanced at Rey with a look of annoyance. They don't seem to be better yet.
"Ry wants to have a husband like daddy, amit-amit if you have a husband like bang Rae. Dah fierce, likes ngeselin. There's no romance!"
"Who would like to have a wife like you? spoiled, lashing." Reply Rae.
"It ... It's been. This is the dining table. Not the green table of the court. Ayyoo ... Everyone finish breakfast. I was waiting for the driver there. It's late for school." Sarah mediates the petty quarrels of their new big boys.
This type of fight is repeated every morning or night. But all the scenes are greatly missed Sarah if the children suddenly one of them is sick or not at home
"Tuh, in angerin your mommy. Daddy put your hands up." Raka grinned with her witty behavior but her eyes glanced fondly at Sarah who was adorable mother-daughter fashion.
All understood and obeyed with the reprimand of the mommy. The twins are in a hurry to get in the car, they will be escorted by the driver. While Rae, choose to ride the bike alone this morning.
Just finished tying his shoelaces, the daddy stood in front of him with a funny curious face.
"Rae ..."
"Eh, daddy! Make Rae shocked." Rae stood up wrongly by the act of pulling the hand of the daddy and kissed him in a hurry sign he said he would immediately leave from the front of the daddy who could hear the suspicious grin.
"The script to shoot Aluna was done last night?"
Uh ... What kind of question comes out of a father's mouth on his son.
"What script, dad? nothing, akh." Rae immediately put on a sour face.
"Aish, who wants to meet her, relax baby. Focus on the topic of discussion but do not move your eyes from his eyes. That's the secret."
"Akh, daddy..."
"Darling, what the hell are you talking to Rae?" Suddenly Sarah had just appeared near them with the sweet yellow flower dress. Sarah looks a little confused by the joke that Raka told her son
"Daadd." Rae shy dong. Such a time right his daddy accused him.
"Huh, what is it?" Sarah glared at Rae with a look of disbelief.
"Hush, honey, there's no need to glare like that. Love is common, you know what it's like." Goda Raka to his wife.
"Eh, but mommy doesn't date you right in High School." Sarah snorted at her husband.
"Sttt.don't make your son that prsimist, dear. It's okay, it's common to like. In modern times dear, millennial children love-love is common, so do not miss it. Men must be so, must know what it feels like to fall in love with girls. It's wrong to fall in love with men, right?" Raka laughed in a stampede at the face of the wife who looked a little shocked by the news this morning.
"Don't be so upset, Rae. We make you in this world through the process of psnjang and winding. Part of the time that's happened to you now, we've also experienced. Mommy you must also know tuh, later he confused himself if you see the urgency like a debt collector failed to collect." Raka calms Rae, whose face is already crab-like not only on the boil but in the fry.
"Falling in love is not a sin. Then admit. And convey it well and correctly to the culprit. Than your mind is tormented." Raka patted Rae's shoulder slowly with a smart-ass attitude. Then signaled he immediately parted from in front of the mommy who only blinked his eyes once or twice as his gaze could not be seen looking at his son, as if rejecting the fact that baby Raenya already understood love.
"Remember ... Be a brave man. Don't wait for an unclear signal from a woman. It just prolongs your screams. Tortured in uncertainty even in denial of one's own feelings." Raka was still encouraging her son, accompanying the steps of the child who was in a hurry and blushed in shame.
Really, Raka regretted not doing that to Sarah just yet. He even went to Leiden just to distract his feelings. Prestigious with true taste. It was time until Sarah decided to go after him.
Isn't that a sign of how cowardly he became a man. Raka's love for Sarah is unfathomable, unchallenged and never faded, nor is it time-limited. But, still lost at the beginning because Sarah first understood that their love is worth fighting for. If Sarah wasn't aggressive and started it, maybe Raka would still be a loser. And maybe the two of them now will not have these beautiful and handsome and funny children.
Raka shivers thinking about it, not knowing what she is without Sarah by her side.
Raka regretted that attitude. Then,. He doesn't want Rae to be as cowardly as him. The mistake will be the past. And Rae is his son. A reflection of his real life. Mistakes only by those who do. But not with Rae. His son should be more sensitive to women. Uphold themselves as women. The only thing that is waiting and receiving. To be loved, protected and adored during the time that the creator allows to be regained together.
Raka is willing to be a cooker for her favorite son to say love first😄

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