
"Mama!"
Just getting out of the car, Salsa had heard the screams of the little boy, she had not realized that it was the voice of Angkara. Because Salsa thought her son would come home next week.
"Mama!" Call Angkara once more, now the little boy hugs his mother's feet.
Surprised? Salsa was surprised by the arrival of Angkara.
"Darling?" shocked Salsa. "Who's home?" Salsa crouched down to return Angkara's embrace, not forgetting she kissed Angkara's entire face.
"Sama Oma, she said Mama misses Kara, so go home."
"Yes son, Mama is very much the same Kara. Next time, don't go if it's not the same Mama yes," said Salsa stroking Angkara's hair.
Maybe he overreacts a little if parting with his son, but what can be done, a mother's feelings can not be hidden. What else Angkara his first son.
"Yes, Mama." Angkara nodded his head.
"Where's oma?" ask Salsa.
"Inside" replied Angkara.
Salsa just nodded her head, stood up and held Angkara's hand in the house to meet her in-laws.
While Azka, smiling happily saw her two beloved humans. He followed Salsa and Angkara after parking the car safely.
Just like Salsa, Azka kissed the back of her Mama's hand before sitting down. He prefers to sit near Angkara, inviting his son to tell him many things, while Salsa is busy with her Mama.
"Say next week Mi" said Salsa.
"The plan is that, but there are already misses to cry he said, so Mami came home," joked Tari, making Salsa embarrassed.
I can confirm who did it.
"Kok didn't want to go home Mi? Kan Salsa can go home quickly, or Salsa who picked up at the airport."
"Azka isn't born, Mommy. He said to surprise you."
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After his father-in-law, Salsa followed Azka and Angkara who now play in the living room. He groaned in disbelief as he saw a new toy strewn across the room.
The shoulder-haired woman was ruffled by her waist with her fierce face. Azka and Angkara were not afraid to laugh.
"Mama is happy" Azka chirped. "Well, bro?"
"Yes Papa, Mama's gnarled when she's angry."
Both of them laughed again making Salsa laugh because they could not stand it. He approached, then tickled around Angkara's waist to laugh out loud.
"Mama hahahahaha ...."
"Now I'm brave with Mom. Some people believe."
"Papa please Kara!"
Hap
"The criminal got caught by Bro" Azka said, wiping Salsa's body into his lap. Without wasting any chance, Azka kissed Salsa's cheek.
"Kok the villain was kissed, Pa?" ask Angkara.
"Because the villains are beautiful, we're allowed to use a kiss."
"really?" Angkara came closer and kissed his mother's left cheek. "That's a punishment from, Kara yey!" angkara Cheers.
Salsa smiled, a sense of haru suddenly felt. The family he had been craving for finally materialized, Angkara laughed freely because he could play with his Papa.
"Thank you for coming back, Ka" murmured Salsa.
Azka and Salsa gawk at Angkara who suddenly tidied up all the scattered toys. Not because the little boy could clear everything himself, but a feeling of anxiety in each other's hearts.
The two look at each other.
"Mama's done well" said Angkara, clapping his hands.
Indeed, from the past, Salsa always taught Angkara to clean his own toys after playing. Salsa always used to make Angkara independent, but that does not mean he forced his son to be independent, no.
Salsa would invite the little boy to do something, not to tell. Because young children imitate more than learning for something new.
Especially boys, who are more dominant use the right brain than the left brain. That is why more boys are more creative in their work. While girls are more dominant using the left brain, so it is faster to understand and learn. That's why, on average, girls are smarter.
Angkara drew the hands of Mama and Papa. "Come, let's make a grandpa. Papa promised Kara to make her cuttings together!" bring him.
"Huh?" confused Salsa. She looked at the husband.
"What do you say to Kara, Ka?" ask Salsa.
"She's talking about making a grandpa together, because she doesn't know what to answer, I'm in aja let's finish quickly."
"Urus himself, I want to cook for dinner." Salsa flees immediately, unwilling to get involved between Papa and the boy. Let the two intelligent men of different generations make each other's experiments as long as they don't involve him.
"Papa, where's Mama going? Want to buy some materials first?" ask Angkara innocently.
"Cake cake with ingredients," inner Azka.
It looks like he will be under some inner pressure if he continues to be with Angkara. If it is wrong to explain, not only get other questions from Angkara, but it has been ascertained, the female tiger will also nag unclear.
"Kara, would you like to take a walk in the afternoon not the same Papa?"
"No need for Papa." Angkara. "You want to make a grandpa!"
"Yassalam," muttered Azka.
He immediately took his son to the room, would do business alone without being heard by Salsa.
"Make it in the room?"
"Sit down, and Papa's dreadfully snuggled!" Azka sat Angkara on the sofa.
"Make dedek can't be more than two people, so Kara can't come."
"Make it easy, Papa?"
"It's so sweet, so good. But Kara can't come because all you can do is Papa and Mama."
"Why?"
"Because I can't."
"Why can't Papa? Kara just wants to see, don't help."
"Can't be darling." Azka ruffled her hair, becoming frustrated with Angkara.
"But Kara wants to know Papa. Later if Kara wants Dedek again, do not have to tell Papa with Mama, Kara make it yourself. Kara's a smart kid."
"Anjir, gini really have a child kebangetan," Inner Azka stared at the innocent face full of curiosity in front of him.
"Papa Mama who made it, Kara just wait it will be. No more questions, or Papa's mad at Kara!" threaten Azka's.
"But Papa ...."
"Little children can't make dedek, later if it's big it can."
"If it's big, Kara can make Dedek with Mama?"
"Kara, that's not the concept, son! The point is Kara accepted so okay. Now let's meet Mama in the kitchen!"
Angkara. "How to play with the cars in front. Papa wants to race with Kara?"
Azka breathed a sigh of relief, finally Angkara no longer asked questions that would frustrate him.
"Kuy, man. This time Papa wins."
"No, Kara's gonna win."
"Father dong."
"Kara!"
"Father!
"Come, Papa!" Angkara ruffled his waist above the sofa, staring at Azka as if waving a war flag.
"Look at it later."
"If Kara wins, Papa can't sleep with Mama!" shouted Angkara, after which ran as fast as possible out of the room.
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