
Ghina woke up early in the morning from her sleep. He went to the kitchen to cook breakfast. How shocked Ghina when she reached the kitchen was that Mira and Frenya had already started cooking breakfast.
"Wow, what is this wind until two people who rarely enter the kitchen suddenly are in the kitchen so early" said Ghina who was astonished to see the two women were already in the kitchen.
"Relax Bun, this hasn't started cooking yet. Just cut aja. The cooking part is still Mother." replied Frenya while showing the results of her work with Mira.
"Hem Mommy thinks you with Mami Mira really have cooked. So Mommy can relax like on the beach this morning" said Ghina again.
Ghina wears her apron. He began to cultivate all the ingredients that had been prepared by Mira and Frenya.
Ghina cooks fried rice and fried noodles equipped with omelettes that are deliberately fried dry. Ghina also did not forget to pour rice porridge for Aris. Today is the last day Aris ate rice porridge as ordered by the doctor.
"He made a drink for all his family." Ghina asked Frenya to make drinking water for all the family members.
Frenya is busy with making drinks for all family members. While Mira cut cut the fruits.
After all the work is done. Ghina helped Frenya set the dining table. They served all breakfast on the table.
"His, Mother clean first. Are all your things cleaned up?"
"Udah Bun's. How's mother?" ask Frenya back to Ghina.
"Yet. Last night there was an incident" Ghina said.
"What's the Bun incident?" Frenya pretended to ask about what incident happened.
"That's, Daddy you were playing last night, eeee arrived when you cried out in front of the room talking scared." Ghina started her story about last night.
"Argha scared? Where there is a Bun he feels fear. Mother is strange." said Frenya who unknowingly added to Ghina's suspicion of the incident last night.
Frenya then only realized that his mouth was originally talking. This made Ghina seem to think.
'Waduh don't Mother think about.......... I can only say it' Ghina said as she slowly smacked her lips.
"You really are also Him. Where there is a know the word fear. Mommy believes that last night there was this director" Ghina said as she looked at Frenya.
"Ais should not suuzon Bun sin." said Frenya trying to divert Ghina's mind.
"Mother knows who this is. But Mommy is very grateful to the director." said Ghina who made Frenya raised both eyebrows.
"Yes. So Mother does not get tired of her dauble. Bayangin aja morning tired until night, eeeee night would be tired again until dawn. You can go to Mother's hospital." replied Ghina with a happy smile. It turns out that everything that happened last night was designed by someone, Argha was just an execution team with all his mischievous thoughts.
"Kok so talk frenha. Let's go pack."
Ghina and Frenya went to their own rooms.
"Wow this kid's still sleeping. Where's the daddy?" said Ghina who did not see Aris on the bed.
"Honey, where are you?" shout Ghina.
"Dear baby" replied Aris from the bathroom.
Ghina then woke up Argha.
"Gha shower with Daddy there. Mother wants to machine the room, we will leave after finishing breakfast."
Argha squirmed his body which felt very fresh.
"OK Bun." replied Argha eagerly going to shower with his Daddy.
"Well Daddy's done." said Argha with a disappointed look.
"Handen yourself there, it's big too. Argha will not be afraid anymore because it's the same Mother and Daddy." said Aris who just realized bullied her son last night.
"Hahahahahahaha" Ghina laughed at Argha's sour face.
"Gha Gha is all you can do for people. Daddy is also an Argha expert" Aris said as he leaned his head into the bathroom.
"As for Daddy." Argha replied while shouting loudly.
"Same son Same father. Same as jail." said Ghina while staring at Aris.
"Lha her mother also jail try. Cook his Father. Cheating is her name." Aris replied.
Cup. A kiss landed on Ghina's lips.
"A habit" Ghina said with a happy smile. Her husband's habits still exist from the beginning of their marriage.
Ghina had finished cleaning the room and put all her and Aris' clothes in the suitcase. While Argha's clothes have been trimmed by Sister Rina.
Argha, who was also finished, was ready to wear the same clothes as his Daddy. They both look very handsome wearing white shirts and jeans and sneakers.
"Mother's got a sinking kayak outfit?" argha asked Ghina who had just finished bathing.
"Bring why?"
"We wear the same clothes as the three of us. Cook Papi Bayu and Mami Mira often wear the same clothes when going away. The three of us are rare." said Argha persuaded his mother to wear the same clothes.
"Oke sip" replied Ghina who had planned to wear the same clothes with her husband and two children.
"Mother is ready" said Ghina who looks very beautiful and fresh.
Ghina this time did not scrape her hair but tied half of her long hair.
"Beautiful mom. Daddy has to be careful at Dad Airport." said Argha with a smile jail.
"Why heart?" Aris pura did not know the meaning of Argha's words.
"Be careful so that Mother is not dragged by others. Daddykan already looks like he's got a bloated stomach." cried Argha while running away from his Daddy.
"Hahahahahahaha" Ghina laughed happily at what Argha said.
"Honey your child is yes." said Aris who did not expect his youngest child could say such a thing.
"Your son too, dear. Rather than bully Argha, let's go down" Ghina said holding her husband's right hand.
Aris pulled the suitcase in her left hand. They got to the first time at the dinner table.
"Where else Bik?" asked Aris to Bik Imah who was arranging a suitcase in the living room.
"There's still someone ready for Young Master. While the two Great Lords they were talking to Mr. Argha in the Great Lord's room." replied Bik Miah telling about where everyone was going.
Aris chose to sit and wait for the others at the dining table. Ghina walked up to Aris with her favorite ginger tea.
"Honey this drink" Ghina said as she placed the drinking water in front of Aris.
Not long after everyone had gathered for breakfast. They all eat well. After breakfast everyone got in the car. Car moving to airport. Today also all Soepomo families will return to the capital city of the country I.