Married Disabled Man

That voice

1Two years later 'Award

On a sunny day, in a four-story mansion. It seems that a family is chatting with laughter, after lunch, in the family room. A very beautiful little boy with long, thick and fine hair was struggling spoiled in the lap of the father.

"Who was my son at school, baby?" said the father with a face full of love, pinching the princess's chubby cheeks.

"Emmm... Ta, dii at school, ummi asked akyu to tell her about dad and Mammah.." talk to her centil. The little girl was Aysha Ailani Arka.

The daughter of a disabled man named Ali Yusuf. Aysha grew up very well. At the age of 9 months he was able to walk. At the age of one year, I can talk. He can even compose a sentence well when communicating.

"Oowww.... Ali kissed the princess gemesh's cheek. His daughter was very smart and jolly. "Tell me the same father, what Aysha told her about the father and mother "Tell Ali gently with teary eyes.

"My father's name is Alli Yusuf and my mother's name is Khairiah Fazli. My father and Mammah sa... gat sa--that's to me!" spread both hands and make emoticons love. "Every afternoon akyu invited to walk, around the park, playing perrosotan and swing. We are a happy family, even though my father and mother were LDRs..!" he said it was like an adult. The talk is very clear. But, his behavior always makes sparkly and funny. Especially when the little lips are already bribed. I know what LDR is.

Hihah...

Ali laughed with the princess's behavior. Which is quite spelled out his attitude is not like a two-year-old child in general.

"Oowww... Dad's son is smart." Ali tickled the princess, then menguyel uyel gemesh his distended stomach Aysha. The boy only two know, but his weight is already 14 kilo grams.

"Dad, Gelli... Gelli's dad...!" Aysha laughed very loudly. Because I can't stand being tickled by my father.

The tickling has also stopped. Because Aysha, who was in the lap of her father, was about to fall to the floor. Understandably, Ali only had one hand that could function properly. His heart felt like it was going to be dislodged, because the princess was about to fall.

Aysha tidied her hair that was messy because of her father's actions by slipping it behind her ears. He looked at his father's annoyance, because he was tired after laughing.

"Dad siih... Sukka kalli tickle akyu, cebellll tayukkk..!" pouting at Ali who was staring at the princess lovingly.

"I'm sorry, baby...!" grab those two tiny hands and kiss her.

"Don't...!" throwing face, as a form of rebellion on the father.

"So what should dong dong, let's be forgiven!" Ali showed a sad expression.

"Eemmmmd... A, well, "Ali mangosteen mangosteen follows the motion of the head of the princess who speaks with all organs of the body to join in motion. "Dad, let's take Akyu to Molll....!" he flicked his finger.

"Ooohh it's easy. Wait for Mammah to come, baby.. !" Ali got up from his seat. And Aysha immediately moved to the back of the father's field. He was also in the back.

"Dad, ayah's hand why.. Koq's a hick, hang ayyah's hang...?"

Aysha was always curious about the hand of the father, whose size was very different. The right hand, big strong and sturdy like Popeye's, while the left hand, like a small lid and the muscles are not developed.

"Said grandma, dad used to be sick, high fever. 6 Months old, seizure spasm." Ali, who had sat Aysha in bed, was practicing convulsions. His body shook violently. The father's explanation was detailed.

"Because it's dad's hands and feet, it's not growing well. So Aysha don't be lazy to tell the aunt to sleep, son? because the child is sleeping. Could have a seizure later. Because I'm tired of playing.

Yes Aysha when it's fun to play. Not to be invited to sleep. The little girl was fighting Mataya who already wanted to crumble. They often fall asleep while playing. Oreng right side left. But, just as he was about to lose his body balance. He woke up and went back to playing.

"Yes Ayyah, ecok, akyu tidull same bibik." He got off the bed. Walk into her closet. He will choose his own clothes, because they will go to the mall.

"Dad, not a mammah, quick quibble here!" tell the little girl whose intelligence was above average, looking up at the father who was in front of her, was taking clothes from her closet.

"Here you are, Mama's coming soon." Ali offered the princess's clothes to ART.

The little girl ran over to Khairiah. His mother caught him and carried him. Then kiss the chubby cheek of Aysha. After that they also TOS.

"Mammah, bessok tidul current here well .?" talk by moving his head down.

"Emmm... Okay!" Khairiah.

"We're leaving now?" ask Ali

"Iya Khai, I have a business meeting tonight." Sahut Ali smiled at Khairiah. Khairiah responded to Ali with a smile.

Now they have arrived at a mall, the largest in the Indonesian capital. Yes, Ali is now domiciled in central Jakarta.

Of course, their purpose came to the mall to invite Aysha to play in children's games. Satisfied playing, Aysha must have eaten at the restaurant. He likes to eat culinary made from noodles. Especially tiaw noodles and Aceh noodles. Any kind of noodles he likes.

"Dad, finish this mamam noodle. We're maman ice cream Ayyah...!" he asked Ali, shaking his father's arm. Mini they were sitting next to each other in a restaurant inside the mall.

"Emmm... Look at the stomach leaning forward. And your ass protrudes backwards. Not afraid of your fat Ay..?" Chirps Khairiah, angry at the princess. He also pinched the cheek of Aysah.

"Dad... Litat Mammah, Naughty Ayyah...!" he whined in front of Ali.

"You can't pinch my daughter!" kissing the gemesh on his cheek Aysha, the former Khairiah kissed him.

"Well, isn't she really my mom? koq we don't have a mirrip sirip huh?" Aysha stared fixedly at Khairiah in front of her.

."You look like a dear father" said the woman with a faint smile, looking at Ali and Aysha alternately.

"Moment... Request glass!"

."What's it for, baby?" ask Ali wonder. Koq his daughter asked for the broad daylight glass.

"i want to talk Ayyah" said Aysha.

"Oow.. Let's go home, just have a race at home. Lots of glass in the house.

They came out of that fancy restaurant. Still want to enjoy the excitement at the mall.

Aysha is in the arms of her father. The Khairiah followed behind.

"A, Ali.,!"

when you enter the time zone. Ali was shocked by the voice that called out to him. He knew the owner of the voice. With that fast-paced heart. Ali turned her body. To see more clearly, who was the one who called his name.

Deg

"Ruby....!"

TB

So sleepy...!