Mother To Nasha

Part 9's

...~Happy Reading~...

Day after day, week, month to year. Without feeling the age of baby Illona has entered three years, while Aca has now begun to enter elementary school. Khalifa's daily life is getting busy, every day she has to take her children to school.

Seeing her brother in school, Ilona became envious and asked to attend school. Therefore, now since a few months ago the little baby has started attending school in the same place as his sister.

‘’Aca want provisions what Dear ?” khalifa asked as usual, her morning routine that looked very tiring.

How not, the child and her husband are very fussy. Since the time Khalifa has released breast milk for Ilona, Hilal and Aca seemed to take revenge by rejecting all other people's cooking.

The father and son would not eat anything except Khalifa's cooking. Because during the time Khalifa gave birth and took care of baby Ilona, the woman never cooked.

Not because of his will, but it's all because of a ban from Hilal himself who does not want to make his wife tired and should only focus on their baby.

But now, it was the man who gave the boomerang to Khalifa. Although sometimes Hilal also helps even not infrequently if dinner is precisely the man who cooks. But still, every morning Khalifa is required to cook.

Every morning, the woman of two children was ready to fight with tools in her kitchen to make menu special for her beloved family.

“What cooking is it?” the word Aca approached her mother after putting on her shoes.

“There is fried rice with bread, there is also chiken katsu, which one do you want?”

“Whichever one, the origin of Mother's cooking must have eaten,” replied the child immediately made Khalifa smile more and more.

This is what Khalifa likes and always she is grateful for because the child and her husband never demanded her cooking should be tasty or luxurious. Whatever he cooks will certainly be eaten without much protest no matter what it feels like, except Ilona because she is still a little too honest so eat her a little difficult and willing.

At one time, Khalifa was tired but hungry. He only cooked the egg was salty enough to even tasteless, but his husband and children still enjoy the food so greedily.

“Good morning Honey, cup, cup,’’ Hilal who just came and joined at the dining table directly kissed the cheeks of his wife and child in turn.

“For Father ,.. “ answer both at the same time.

“Which icon?” hilal asked when he could not find the whereabouts of his youngest child.

“Astagfirullah, he must still—“

“Ilo dicini Mommy, Ilo already wear sendili shirt loh!” with her small footsteps, Ilona went down the stairs with some of her belongings which left both her parents and her older sister speechless.

How not, at this time the little girl is getting ready to use her school uniform, but in her hands looks so full of bags, shoes, pencil cases, headbands and even small pillows.

While behind her, a middle-aged woman who always helps the little girl to take a bath and prepare to walk casually without bringing anything. Khalifa and Hilal did not blame him, because both of them were quite familiar with the character and character of his youngest child.

Ilona does not like to be helped as long as she can do it herself. Especially if the person is older than him, he feels pity and pity, so Ilona chose to bring her own goods even though she also felt very very very and very troubled.

‘Astagfirullah, whose child is this?’ gumam Hilal while kneading his temple.

...~To be continue …...

...Because, you do not want the story of M2 sma arman, yaudah we continue the story of tuyul tuyul Khalifa aja yaa ,... Kira2 would like to add tuyul no heck? Or two kids is enough?...

...Annn …....