LOVE ME, MY CHILD
THE EPS 8
As stated, Vienna and her two children went to her parents' house.Gunawan offered to take her, and,but Vienna refused.He chose to ride the Bus only.Both Vienna children also prefer to ride the Bus because it is very fun for them.
Before leaving, Viviek had mocked his Papa for not being allowed to join by their mother.Gunawan just smiled blandly, he let go of his small family with a sense that is difficult to interpret.
TRINGS
Gunawan's phone rang, he saw the screen of his phone, apparently from Norma.
"Hello.."
"Hay baby...Where are you ??"
"At home"
"I went there, yeah"
"Don't baby, I'll go to your apartment"
"Why ?? there is no Vienna"
DEGH!! Norma knows Vienna doesn't exist, Gunawan thought.
"Yes, 5 minutes I'm sorry"the phone call was cut off.The cloud was stunned,
"Where did Norma know that Vienna didn't exist? where does Norma know the address of this house? though I never told him"Gunawan asked himself.
TIT TIT TIT TIT
Gunawan's daydream instantly froze when he heard the sound of a car horn.So soon he left the house.
Sure enough it was the norm that came, Gunawan immediately opened the gate . But he couldn't let a normal car into his garage that was enough for just that one.
Norma got out of her car while hugging Gunawan affectionately.But Gunawan tried to let go of his embrace with a look of caution around.
"Why the hell baby ??"Norma grumbled in annoyance.
"Not good to see the neighbors, later we will be the material of the talk "
"It's okay, baby, we're married"
"She knows, but they don't know we're married . Later they will question this to Vienna, How does Vienna feel ?"
"You did think only of the feelings of Vienna Mas, never thought about what I want"Norma upset, he stepped inside gracefully.Munawan wonder, why Norma wear high heels ? though she was pregnant.Sepon Gunawan menjajari steps his second wife.
"Darling...Kid you wear high heels ??"
"What's wrong ??"Norma checked the sandals.
"You're pregnant again darling.it's not good to use high heels too high, later if you why-what-how?"
"Ah was a child, it's okay Mas"Norma replied casually, she waltzed inside.Look around
"Look at Vienna. Now I enter your palace as your husband's wife.hahahahah"
Norma smiled wickedly.
"Your room where is Mas?"Norma turned her body around.
"Emmmmm what do you want, baby ??"
"I want to know, can't you ?"
"That's...That's my room with my dear Vienna "
"Yes, why ??I'm also your wife Mas"
"L-yes dear.you're my wife, it's just that Vienna would be furious if it knew that"
Norma melengos's..
"I'm going to find it myself,,,,"
Norma breezed toward the first room door, but her hands were restrained when she saw the decoration on the door leaf.
"This must be a children's room, so I don't need to open it"Norma breezed further inside.Through the dining room that merges with the family room and kitchen.Where he saw a closed door leaf, which was closed,Norma smiled faintly.He was sure it was Vienna's room.
"Darling!!"Gunawan held off Norma's move immediately.
"We go out yuk, I'm laper"
Norma frowned ,
"Yuk"Gunawan pulled his wife's hand with spoiled.But Norma just pecked.
"Why dear ???"
"Why are you??You don't want me to go in this room??Why??"
"Ok ..we go out to eat now "Norma finally relented, but a cunning plan was devised in his brain.
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Vienna had just arrived at her house, Pak Baskoro and Bu Yana were surprised to see the rickshaw stop in front of their house.
"Assynolt...."Vienna was very happy to see the two figures he respected a lot.
"Wa'alaikum hail... Vienna!!"Bu Yana got up, put down her sewn pillowcase.Vienna put her luggage, and decayed to welcome the mother's hand and then regret it.After that Bu Yana held Viviek.
Vienna approached the Father who was sitting, he greeted Mr. Baskoro with reverence.
"Where's your husband?"Ask Mr. Baskoro.
"Busy Sir. Our plan is to vacation together here, but suddenly mas Gunawan must leave the city.Maklum Pak, since he rose to office so super busy"Vienna gave an excuse.Pak Baskoro nodded in understanding.
"Let's go in Vienn...Yuda is still in school, but because today is Saturday, usually Dzuhur has come home"
"Yes Mom..."Vienna replied as she followed her mother into the house.
"Are you Vien?"
"Yes Mom..."
"Good...."Bu Yana seems very happy.He drove his eldest daughter to his old room before marriage.
"Ma...Vino wants to play yes"Vino who had been silent about talking up.
"Viek too..."Viviek who was in the sling Bu Yana also said.
"Yes already.but don't go far Vin" said Vienna.
"Ok Mama's...Come on deck"Vino called his sister, Viviek decays down from Grandma's sling.Then he ran with his sister out of the room.
"Have you eaten Vien?"Bu Yana asked, as she and her son sat side by side on the bed.
"So ma'am, so we ate at the terminal"
Ms. Yana mangosteen...
"Yes you have rested first, Mom wants to watch the children are afraid to play in the river "
"Yes Mom.."
Bu Yana got up and then came out of her daughter's room.Sepinggal the Mother, Vienna observed the atmosphere of her room.But this time she came alone.It feels very different, pain that just disappeared.
Suddenly Vienna's phone rang, Mira's name was on the screen.
"Call..."
"Hey..when did it come ?how come you're not telling me??"sapa Mira loudly made Vienna a bit to keep his phone away from the earlobe.
"Just arrived, don't you know?"reply Vienna.
"It so happens that again shopping at the stall, we even met your mother with children"
"Ouch.on malak Mother tuh"
"No. I bought it"
"Ohya?? thanks Auntie.."
"Udah cepet here yes.I wait!!Or I'll go there"
"Don't "answer Viena quickly"I'm going there"
"I think I'm really scared of samperin to his house"
"It's not like that.I'm afraid you'll be bored later "
"OKs..Ok. it's been a spit gih"
"Yes" replied Vienna with a forced tone, Mira just ngakak.The two decided online almost simultaneously.
Vienna exited the room, she prepared to go to Mira's house .
"Sir.. can borrow the bike, Vienna wants to play at Mira's house"
"Yes, the key is still on the motorcycle" replied Pak Baskoro.
"Ohh ok sir, Vienna leaves first sir"
Mr. Baskoro said he noticed the departure of his daughter with strong instincts.
