
While the middle Bang Age is busy with pots and plants scattered. The wife was preoccupied with the three toddlers who were drawing something on plain paper that was presented by her mother.
The plan is that these three toddlers have been registered by the mother to participate in the race. And now the three are practicing scratching colored pencils on the image that he has made. In the spirit of the three carry out his timom command.
"Let's color up! Who can color quickly and neatly. Timom give me something!" Declared.
Even this exercise was made a race event by the two handsome toddlers. While the princess casually and gracefully, scratched the dye on the picture.
"Dede why slow down? Ntar first the same aka-akanya!" Tempta Siska on the only female toddler there.
"Nda papa timom's. De mau bitin lapi." Her chattering.
Even though he was far from his age, Sena was already a little fluent in speaking. Even the language of the planet rivals its sometimes still not understood account.
Siska smiled at the words. He rubbed his head and kissed the tip of his head.
"Timom! Aka is already a sewesai." Shaka screeches with a frenzy approaching his timom.
"Where to see timom!" Siska asks for the paper Shaka brought. Until he gave it up.
"Holes! Aka win!" His fingers cheerfully.
Siska again made a smile with the behavior of these adorable boys. He saw the work of the eldest son of the Ar bang, and the results made Siska surprised.
"Oh my goodness!" The screech.
"Why timom?" Ask without sin.
"This is why even the outside is colored? Not pictures?" Siska asked dumbfounded by the image of the toddler in front of her.
"That's benel timom. The white walnana mbe. So Aka nda kasih walna. Pintel is aka?" Shaka's cutout leaves Siska gaping.
This is actually this brat who is too sinister, or the wrong himself giving the picture? Her thought. Until He just breathed his breath.
"Yes, that's it! Huh!" Siska returned her gamabar to the handsome toddler in front of her.
"Yey! Aka win! Mama Aka won!" Her screams prancing while running towards the kitchen to show the results of his work to the mother.
Siska just smiled and shook her head. The eldest son of his brother-in-law is truly extraordinary. I don't know what her mother's response was like, seeing her son's work. But it looks like the mother's child drama is about to begin.
"Timom! Aka it's." Aska gave the paper of his work to Timomny.
Siska took it and smiled at the work of her son. It was incredible. This son has highlighted his intelligence from an early age. Besides being good at counting and reading even though it is still slurred. In painting, he is just as smart.
At the age of three years, certainly makes his own pride for him. He became a teacher for his son.
"Well, pinter!" Praise Siska rubbing her head. "Whose son is it?" His god pulled his nose.
"Timom!" Reply and immediately get a kiss on the face of his handsome from the mother so that the feeling of her birth mother.
Siska even clenched her body, making Aska laugh. Siska broke her embrace, but unexpectedly she got a sweet kiss on her cheek from the son.
"All timom!" Say it and smile.
Siska smiled and stroked her head again. "Timom loves Aka too!"
It turns out that the interaction between the two is being noticed by female toddlers who deliberately stop their activities. He stared at the astonished two with cute blinking eyes.
Siska who accidentally saw him, turned to ask him.
"Dede why?" Ask Siska.
"Are you boweh tium timom?" Ask Sena.
"Yes can dong. Why hem?" Ask Siska wonder.
"Aka Sa nda boweh tuh tium Mama." Timpal Sena made Siska raise her eyebrows next to her.
"Why?" The question is becoming more astonished.
"Like malain Papa. Katana Aka nda boweh tium Mama" He said to make Siska more astonished.
"What's that?"
What's with the Ar bang family? Why did the kids get that amazing pants?
Siska to scratch his head that does not itch. He was confused as to what to respond to, the beautiful boy in front of him.
"Yes, Dede continued to color it!" He diverts attention.
Finally the beautiful toddler returned to his activities with the help of his favorite Aka.
And sure enough the mother and daughter drama has already begun. The voice of Mama Ay and Shaka who entered the room from the kitchen, was so shrieking in her sense of hearing.
"Geez Aka, not his philosophy." Omel Ayra to the son.
"Aka benel Ma's. Timom and kasih mbe." Bela Shaka to herself.
"Kan mbe can also be colored. Mbe is not just white. There are items, there are brown ones." Ayra.
"But it's the white that Aka knows." The eagle will not lose.
"Geez!" Ayra to the point of patting her head heard her son's words.
"Udah-udah! Timom will make another picture! Now I'll play first." Siska mediates.
Finally Shaka passed away leaving his two mothers, following his two brothers who had played in the backyard.
Ayra breaks herself into a sofa while kneading her temples that feel heavy. "Gue dizzy Sis, my kids are getting magical all day." His complaint.
Siska chuckled at the words of her sister-in-law. "Prophey brother! His name is also a child." Calmingly speaking.
"Gue did not stop thinking, why is no one downhill the nature of the Ar bang. Especially Shaka, why is he brother really ngeselin really. Confused me?" Complaints again.
Siska laughed at him. "Yes, his brother Papihnya too. Their characters are different. There's the same Aska kek bang Ar." His speech.
Though he had thought the same about the two sons and daughters of his sister-in-law. But he also sees the good side of the uniqueness of both.
Ayra was still twitching her temple until someone's voice distracted them.
"Assynnya!"
"Glamma!" Timpal both at once.
Bang Ar who had just returned from the plantation approached the two. Ayra swiftly grabbed her hand and kissed her reverence. Not to forget also he gave sun welcome to the husband. He forgot about Siska there. What a puree that has no cure. Thought Siska with a headband.
"You why? How'd his face get so tangled?" Ask bang Ar.
"Not yet ironing brother." Her ideal was spoiled by hugging her husband's body.
"It's been two days." Tempted bang Age while pulling his nose.
"I can't be far from my brother. Kangen also to menggamer. Mak othor nih biga bener, we are not made part ngamer. Mulu's focus is on the widower's brother." The protest made her husband laugh.
"Yes, we've tried to bribe the author using coffee!" He chuckled, "yuk ngamer!" Take bang Ar to make both of them laugh.
Siska just breathed a long breath. "Inget sikon!" His protest and increasingly made both of them laugh.
Bang Age who just entered the room suddenly taped the wife. Until his arm was carried spoiled by him.
"What's up?" Ask bang Age wonder.
"We tell them first, fear them first!" His wife's success made him smile. Without another word, he carried her and took her to bed.
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