My girlfriend, my sister's Assistant

Candidate Opa And Oma

Two days later, Excel brought Naja home. Letting first, his wife divides happily with both parents. After this, Naja will not allow back and forth and of course Excel has prepared various things related to the continuation of the treatment.

Taking the time to check again the content of Naja, Excel intends to surprise by visiting the home of his parents. Without saying anything before, Excel and Naja are now climbing the stairs to the main door of this luxury house.

“Tumben deserted?” just now the sentence left Naja's lips, an explosive sound accompanied by confetti flying at the end of the living room.

“Happy parent!” Excite the whole family who berjubel and fight each other to congratulate two people who were dumbfounded and petrified in the middle of the door gaping wide.

Excel ended his shock by exhaling a tired breath. He had forgotten that within this family, he could not hide anything, let alone such encouraging news. Seeing the preparedness of this welcome, Excel believes they have known since days ago. Of course, prospective grandmothers will definitely share information and keep each other secret.

Very compact they.

In the front row and the earliest to squander into Naja's arms was Jen. They hugged and yelled and jumped, but Naja stopped it immediately because his tail caught Excel's whip about to throw it with all sorts of warnings.

“Please deh, brother, can not your expression be changed? Sometimes I get to see your sour face.” Jen who was just about to hug Excel, looked cynically at her sister's face that looked scowled. Why the hell, him?

“Whispering .. if you don't like it, just close your eyes!” excel's spray is getting upset.

Jen chuckles, “Mau be babe, kok lambs. Betewe, congratulations, brother .. don't be upset if you can't make a surprise for us. Our radars everywhere.” Jen finished off her his hiss-like speech by patting the base of Excel's arm, then moved away with a ridiculing expression.

Kira who was impatient, immediately held her daughter-in-law until like squeezed so hard hug it. He even ignored the two hands Excel had hanging to greet him.

Not wanting to make his son's embrace lonely, Harris replaced him. She just tightly clutched her son, without a word she said. Patting his son's back so hard Excel shook.

“Still, Pa ...,” Excel holds a floating day.

“Thank you, because you have completed your life. Giving papa a new experience of being an opa.”

Excel stretches out a smile and expels the fluid that seeps in his eye sockets. Without even talking, everyone knew that the two men were expressing happiness through the look of their eyes.

In the crowd, among the warm welcome he received, Excel saw his biological father and Alicia. They stand at the very back end. It was as if letting the euphoria belong to the great family of Dirgantara. Excel knows, the papanya—although it has tried to blend—but a sense of contempt in a Rian can be clearly seen.

“Papa long ago?” still four, five steps away, Excel already greets Rian. Even Alicia, as soon as she saw Excel approaching, rushed straight at her. “How's sister brother doing?”

Always so, Excel calls this mother's other sister a worthy name. I don't know, Excel was just so excited to see this girl, when her beautiful eyes were staring at someone else who had a mom.

“Good, sis.” Alicia grabbed the back of her brother's hand. “Congratulations sister, Sia is also happy to hear this news.”

“Thank you, Dek.” Excel gently rubs Sia's hair down to her back. Pushing Sia's back to walk together, Excel approached Rian who had already changed his expression to be more rigid.

“Congratulations yes, Son .. papa has long been looking forward to this happy news.” The two men hugged each other for a moment letting go of longing. There was a happy relationship between the two men. Although Rian often looks bitter in the corner of his smile, however, Excel always gives him reinforcement. Moreover, Jeje has not been able to make peace with Rian.

“Please, Pa... Should we join the others, do you not want to say hello to your daughter-in-law and grandchild?”

Doubt for a moment surrounds, there is a sense of inappropriate, but Rian must immediately dismiss it, appreciate Kira who has bothered to tell this news and Excel who tries to warm the atmosphere. Always, Rian never felt good in the middle of this family.

Rian nodded then followed Excel, blending in with the others. Enjoying the gempita together.

***

Small and simple thanksgiving, continued at the dinner table, through a video call, Ustadz Ilham led the prayer. Even Jeje, who is in Japan, also joined even though he looks tired because he just finished his match.

"It's nice that this house will have a little angel coming again." Harris approached Kira who witnessed the happiness of her family at the end of the dining room. Harris always knew that his wife was so melancholy when she came into contact with the happiness of her son.

The body that is still as good as when he was young, became a backrest for Kira's back. "Yes, Pa. .. It feels like just yesterday Excel completed his Kindergarten, now he will be a parent too. We're old, yes, Pa .. when the road falls apart."

"You're an old man, I'm not really .. Look, I'm still very capable, even to have another child." Harris showed his arm muscles in front of Kira. Proudly.

"If you want to make children not use the arm muscles, Pa. .. but other muscles, which are already weak." Kira peeked at her husband from under a chin that was slightly overgrown with fur.

"Don't expect you to sleep tonight, Akira!" Harris's eyes were indeed staring straight at the dining table, but the solemnity in the man's eyes was inevitable. Kira must always remember, this man, this husband, Harris Dirgantara, the man who never broke a promise.

***

A set of dark gray striped white pajamas was already attached to Naja's body, but oversized trousers repeatedly sagged, so Naja threw the pants just like that. Surrendering, Naja set himself in front of the mirror, taking off the pajamas that swallowed Naja's small body.

"Faith ... anyway want to sleep and not come out again," muttered Naja while passing no matter. Her husband's pajama top had covered a small part of her thigh. Wrapped with a blanket, he thought.

Yawning and pulling his hand up, Naja turned off the lights and drowned herself on the bed. It's tired of it.

Close his eyes, "Night, Mommy's son." He rubbed his stomach which was a little swollen. Yes, without him knowing, the content is already ten weeks old. He was amused himself to hear his voice.

"Night is also Mommy ..," said Excel which makes Naja's breath freeze.

When did he come in?

Excel appeared in his eyes. Looks fresh and happy.

Naja's lips curled at the sneer. Got what jamu stun him? Face's awful.

"Mommy ... dedeknya kangen?"

"Not ...!" Naja glared sharply. His body is really tired today. "Sleep, work tomorrow!"

"From tomorrow, Mommy's at home waiting for Daddy to come home. Esih tea has also been packing for our house."

No matter, Excel seduced Naja with his fondling. Soon, things turned around, not him who needed but ... He will hunt him.

"Can't I just keep working?" Giving her free access, Naja lifted her head. Yeah, he wants this, and this. And then over there.

"Submit your objection to Mama." Excel rises, moves away. He knows he has to do that. Get out of bed and go to the bathroom.

Naja growled in silence. Oh gosh ... after all this?

No ....

He pulled himself up to sit. Revealing his blanket even kicked him all the way.

His wide steps followed Excel in the bathroom, at first glance he saw the marks left by the bloodsucker as he crossed the mirror. He crazy.

Tomorrow morning, Naja must borrow Jen's foundation if she wants her life to be peaceful. Not borrow, but take it silently, Jen's lips can turn into a leaky bucket if you find out this.

Breaking down violently, Naja opened the door wide. There Excel is opening the shirt to exchange it for pajamas that have been prepared by Naja, staring at Naja with both eyebrows teasing.

"You want to be executed here?"

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Sorry yesterday not up ... 🙏

Ah, that thor mah, mo what's the reason this time, thor?

Em ... anu, again make the dough .. yes times, make a rich scene on top of not survey first. Ngawur later there is ... 😂😂😂

Canda ... jan serialized ... original ngarep no kangen😂