Mama For Mikaela
SEVENTY FOUR
The country came home with soaring steps. In both hands, there was a bag of groceries. The left hand grocery bag (which has the logo of one of the minimarkets) contains Micah's snack and milk order box. While the milky-white grocery bag on the right hand contains two boxes of sweet martabak, each flavored cheese and nut chocolate Lana orders.
While behind him, Arkana swung a step while grumbling. The rest of her argument with Adella in the office still left traces that upset her. Make his mood drop drastically to the lowest level.
“Hello, everyone!” spread his hands wide. Don't ask what Arkana did in response to the booze. The young man in a leather jacket was grieving and immediately slurped just past the body of his sister-in-law. So sewotnya, Arkana until deliberately smashed his shoulder into the arm Segara to make his sister-in-law nag small.
“Don’t talk to me!” arkana before Segara protested further. Then, the young man half ran, climbing the stairs to his room in a super sewot motion that invited the headbands of the people who witnessed it.
“Clear, not very clear.” Segara rambled softly, then resumed his steps and smiles as soon as they found his son and wife in the living room.
Micah became the first to greet his arrival with a happy squealing voice. The boy who soon turned 5 years old was running towards his father, leaving his mother who had originally accompanied him to play cooking.
“Mikha's Owner?” micah asked, pointing at the shopping bag in Segara's left hand.
“Yup.” Segara nodded. “This one has Mommy.” Imbabya while raising one bag on the right hand to the chest level.
“Same cheese flavor chocolate nut?” Lana asked after joining her son and husband. The man nodded, smiling proudly as this time did not buy the wife the wrong order.
Because it was a few days ago, when Lana asked Segara to go to the supermarket to buy pregnant milk with a brand and taste variants that he had determined, she said, the man went home to bring pregnant milk with another brand and flavored liquid. But since this was Lana who was as patient as the ocean, the mistake was not discussed for too long. The milk that has been purchased is also still drunk. Not to be confused, he said.
“Still, Daddy.”
Believe it or not, just because it was called out by Lana, Segara's ears gradually reddened. Yes, he is a bit strange. If most people will tend to emit a red tinge on the cheeks or other parts of the face, the father of one child is even flushed in the earlobe.
“Once again.” The ink, while pointing the index finger of the right hand until it is right in front of his high nose. “Call me Daddy once again.”
According to, Lana again said “Daddy,” with a thin smile that welcomed after.
Segara was happy not to play, to the point that Micah's pocket of crackles was crammed into the boy's arms and once his hands were free, he pulled Lana's body, hugging her tightly like they had just undergone an agonizing long distance relationship.
Ughhhh! I don't know. Do not know also why the attitude of Segara so changed so much, especially after knowing Lana was pregnant. Baby, maybe? But come to think of it, she did not act this clingy when Karenina was pregnant with Micah first.
While her father and mother hugged, Micah chipped. The crackle bag containing the snacks he ordered did not look attractive, he casually placed it on the floor so that he could fold his two small arms in front. Jealous. Micah felt that his father had taken his mother from him. Aye, right. Micah doesn't care what his father does, just don't monopolize his mother. Want his father koprol or salto in front of his eyes though, Micah will not take a headache. He just wanted his father not to become greedy by having his mother for himself.
“Daddy,” the boy reprimanded in a pretentious style like an adult. His round eyes that were twinkling like little stars in the sky were staring intently at his father. “That's Mommy Micah.” Continue the boy while pointing towards Lana.
Segara withdrew from his wife's arms, looking down to look at Micah for a while and then his laughter exploded so freely. The sound of her laughter echoed throughout. It is not impossible if the sound also reached Arkana's ears which are now wrapped around a blanket in her room.
“Ga!” one punch landed on the arm, yet Segara did not care.
“Mommy made Daddy tonight. You play the same Om Ar, or Hechi—or whoever it is, just don't bother Mommy with Daddy.” Then his long legs swung back taking wide strides.
No matter how hard Micah squealed afterwards, Segara continued his steps. Even when his arm continues to be the target of the thump of the wife, Segara can only smile like crazy.
“Kan, he said he wanted to hug me.” He teased as his feet reached the door of the room.
“No gini too, that's our son crying under.” Lana peeked over her husband's shoulder.
However, instead of caring, Segara was indifferent and immediately the gas opened the door. “Cuekin only, that's him just acting.” He said casually, then he brought Lana's body into the room.
“Mine.” Whisper, then land a kiss on Lana's lips.
“Our son,”
“Liar with omnya.”
“Continue we want to do?”
“Call until morning. Kan, you asked for.”
“I just said I want to be hugged, not until morning.”
“But I want until morning.”
“Nyebelin.”
“But you dear.”
Dear thousand dear, the unclear conversation must be interrupted when the sound of Arkana know-how echoed so loud, exactly like a thunderbolt that struck in broad daylight when the sun was shining so hot.
“ADHITAMA STATE! IT'S LO CRY CHILD, DAMN IT!!”
Seriate
