
"I mules !"
"Eat what the hell just now !"
"Lemes me !"
How many times has Ica paced back and forth between the toilet and the maternity waiting room, making Jihad frown to resemble a tangled, wrinkled laundry.
"The one who was my brother who went back and forth to the bathroom" he lamented sitting beside Jihad. The man grabbed a tissue to wipe Ica's face with droplets of sweat.
"Ga ate wrong ?" she asked, Ica shook her head, as she remembered and Kara only ate fast food, the food she bought in the cinema had not been eaten.
"How is it ?! it hurts a lot ?!" if asked like that, Ica just doesn't know, let alone her. All he knows is what the price of his company's shares, stock indexes along with updates and current stock exchanges and another, which he knows...how to do something wonderful in the middle of the night with Ica on a hot bed.
As Milo came out of the maternity room with glassy eyes, the heartburn of Ica disappeared.
"Bruh chuck !"
"Alhamdulillah !!" Ica and Jihad are spoken at the same time.
"Gue is papah !" milo muttered in disbelief.
"Keep ka Milo why here ? isn't Kara's nemenin the same adzanin debay ?" ask Ica.
"My body is Adzzanine Ca, "
"You call mom, dad, same papah !" answer again.
"Let me, loe temenin Kara in dalem !" jihad reached into his cell phone.
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Ica stared in awe, the baby with red cheeks and puffiness, almost a bulge in the toilet bisokop, if he did not immediately take Kara to the hospital with Mr. Mulya.
"Hay boy, welcome to the world ! it's aunt Ica !" sapa Ica has not dared to touch the baby Kara who is sleeping next to Kara. There was a sense of haru and sadness in Kara's eyes, they should have children in the same distance, but God scratched a little black ink in the lives of these two friends, he said, hopefully after this there will only be other colors in the living sheets of Ica and Jihad.
"No boy, this is your mommy.mami Ica..daddy Ji, "the error of Kara staring at Ica and Jihad who stood watching both.
Ica to shed tears, why it feels so touching.
"Terharu until nangis gini the bakwan, "Jihad rubbed the head of his wife.
"I'm not crying because I'm touched by aja bang, but Kara says I'm mami, ko aga less srek is the same mamih call, so inget time High School, " Jihad and Kara giggled.
"Gladys ?"
Ica nodded weakly.
"So I'm sure, my son must have been taught the same strange strange thing loe !" Kara laughs.
"Congratulations Ra, your life is more complete, "
"Syailendra Dana Aditama, "
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1 month
"Aldra !!!" Ica was teasing little Lendra, on top of her bouncer.
"Andra's...Andra...Lendra Ca," is indeed only Ica who likes to change the name of people's children, including his nephew's own nephew.
Ica chuckled to see this young mama snatch as she changed her son's nickname.
Drrtt....
"Ck, "
"Why don't you pick up, what if it's important ?!" Kara unbuttoned some of her clothes busuinya, already preparing to menASishi Lendra.
Ica put her phone back on the table. Kara just sighed.
What other trials are these ?! the one effect is rich kebangetan kittens, the one cueknya kebangetan rich duck abis bok3r left so alone.
"Ntar loe both fight again ! " continue Kara.
"My boss Ra, always in suspicion.mest nempel continue, Jihad do you know, I most do not like to be taped continue, time at home only I'm cooking again must be taped ?! most naanya again say, the same who, kangeeeeen.tip ends jealous, want it feels I jedotin head to a cushioned pad aja Ra, "lamented, Kara just rubbed Ica's back. Jihad like not Jihad which is usually calm, wise and mature incarnated as Momo.
"Mami Ica don't even !!" Kara imitates the voice of a child.
"I said I have to postpone college again, keep me when the graduation, just the first semester !" Ica gulped the rest of her strawberry juice until the toilet was not there, until the ice stone he chewed until it sounded clamorous.
"Widihhh, mami Ica serem kalo kalo kalo again raging, rich horse lumping !" kara exclaimed at Lendra who even smiled an anxious smile.
"What is the reason ? as I wish Jihad is the same spirit that prioritizes education the most !" the young mother's forehead was wrinkled.
"The reason is not logical Ra, he said afraid to arrive at a kangen aja, "
For what sake ?!! Kara choked on her own saliva.
"Not again, but 100 rius !" sulk Ica.
He glanced at the watch in his hand, the day still looks hot. Actually he was lazy to go home, and still wanted to stay here. But what power, he must go home if he still wants Milo's house in a safe state of peace, because of course Jihad will drag him home in his own way.
"Gue turned back to Ra, it was 2 pm.Ji came home soon, "his saying was still nudging Lendra's cheeks that were getting stiffer.
"Kirain wants to be durhakim's wife ?" kekeh Kara's.
"Selucknut my luck nut, ga dare me Ra, " replied Ica.
"Bye Indra ! mami went home first, "her valour touched the cheek with the tip of her nose.
"Bye mamiiii snarl !!" kara's voice swayed the occasional hand of Lendra still clenched.
"Where else are you going, ma'am ?" ask Mulya sir.
"Go home sir, it's already at this hour.babang definitely again on the way to go home, if until late.ntar broke deh ! world war to 3 sir. Glasses, spoons, saucers on the fly !" Ica laughed laughingly at herself.
About 15 minutes Ica has arrived at his house, the distance from Kara's house to his house is not too far away.
"Bi Denok !!" Ica Sapa.
"Ko mom went straight into the kitchen ?" ask bi Denok, usually if this must be a menu that he wants to cook impromptu this time at the request of the king of the jungle.
"Regular, someone is asking ! he said he wanted to be made prawns sauces paddocks that are very rich in neighbor talk !" answer Ica tie her hair one dipper and tie an apron.
Countless in a week already how many menus Ica make IMPROMPTU.
Consider him a birthday every day, whatever the request must be made.
"Bi Denok help ya ma'am, "Ica nodded and asked bi Denok to clean the air in the sink, while he prepared the spice.
"Mom's going to college tomorrow ?" tanya bi Denok, Ica is still gamang, the article licensing letter has not been acc the owner of the fund and the owner of the paradise.
"Ga tau bi, God willing do'ain !" Ica grabbed a jar of peanut butter and opened it, eating it without bread or other cakes. As was his custom as a child.
He hummed while cooking, at least it can reduce the thoughts of irritated thoughts that are entrenched in the heart because of the attitude of this late Jihad. If Jihad is annoying, then he must be the adult here.
"The richness of Jihad again s3tan nyebelin !" his mind.
Until a pair of hands coiled on his stomach, as well as the smell of wet wood mixed with lemon that was attached to part of his back body.
Yep ! here is the suspect of a chicken mane, which makes the day of the day during this month become gloomy and murky.
Cup...
Cup...
Cup....
Wet, supple.trace his skin from his shoulders to his neck and behind his ears.
"Thuh ! eat the dry ! asin.asin deh !" gerutu Ica, like no other place and time, o.my.to the good ! Ica has seen bi Denok who staggered because of the behavior of Jihad that made the soul of his singles turbulent.
"The money is clean mom, bi Denok came in first ready ashar," giggling smile.
"Scent ko, "whispers.
"God ! yes, you can do it first ?! he said he wanted to be cooked prawns in a pasture sauce ?!" Ica already gritted her teeth holding back her annoyance.
"You are you, "Ica stared at the jihadi, since when Milo was attached to the body of Jihad.
"Bang, look at us !" reject Ica.
"That mustache you want to grow up, shave there !" omelette Ica.
"Shake it there first !" for the umpteenth time Ica pinta is not digubris.
"Bang !!"
"This will be a charlatan, if you disturb him continue to admit," whine Ica.
Jihad laughed, though,
"What a weird thing, brother why the hell. The end of this is spoiled, " said Ica.
"Emang can't be spoiled with his own wife ? I want to be pampered again !" he replied, there is no fault of his eyes and ears at this time, since when iron man became a 45s child.
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