
Jeff just got home to check his wife's eyes. The woman late this often hit until not infrequently also fell. It turns out that Jihan's eyes are minus. As a result, the woman must wear glasses now. It is not that it looks geeky or reduces its beauty. Jihan is beautiful as always. Chubby little cheeks, tiny lips with round glasses on it make the woman look adorable.
"Mother." Juma ran into her mother's room and hugged her tightly. "Mom wear glasses now?" Ask. "Yes. Mom's eyes hurt." Ji answered while rubbing his head and kissing his son's forehead. "Let's take a shower and eat. I cooked soy sauce chicken." Juma nodded then rushed off to carry out his mother's orders.
Jihan took a shower and then changed her clothes with a home negligee. The woman went to the nursery to breastfeed her two children. "That's a big step." Jeff hugged his nursing wife. The man inhaled the fragrant aroma from the niche of the wife's neck. "Yes. Richness. Before we went to the hospital, we had a drink." Jeff nodded in confirming. "How old are you to what age?" Ask Jeff. "6 months." Answer Jihan. "Over long ago." Mumbled.
After the meal they gathered in the family room to relax while holding the nimang the twins who had woke up from sleep. The baby who is now three months old is always calm and does not bother his mother. "Why hm?" Juma asked as her sister moved her hand. "You hold that face." Jalwa. "Don't dong. You'll scratch like yesterday." He's a little bit away. "Ma, for MP you usually buy what?" Ask Jeff. "Never buy. From children used to make their own vegetables. Uh gedenya on hard to eat vegetables." Answer Jihan. "Juma used to eat vegetables, Mom?" Ask. "Yes. You like it best when you're fed carrots." The handsome boy scrunched his forehead. "You were a baby when you remembered." Jason rubbed his sister's face with his palm. "La keeps Juma from eating rice at what age dong?" He asked about his childhood. "You're having trouble eating. From the age of a year like to eat the same pudding porridge made by Mother. Just wanted to eat rice that was two years old. That side dish likes to choose according to your mood. Most often ask him to eat the same crackers in umes umes mix rice." Clearly Jihan. "Huh. Crackers meal time with rice." He's surprised. "Ask your aunt if you don't believe." Jaffan Sahut. "Keep a bit of gedean Juma eat what?" Jihan smiled. "Eating people." Julian answered with laughter. "Eat whatever the mother who cooks you like." Answer Jihan. "It's my mother's best cooking." He hugged his mother. "Tiba arrives Juma wants Juma's childhood pudding. Make it yes." Her request. "Yes. I'll make it."
Jihan serves pudding for everything. "Nake?" Asked the woman to see Juma so voraciously. "Very good. Thanks." Thanks." He said and kissed the mother. "The same." Answer Jihan. "Look at the chocolate until it sticks to Mom's cheek." Jaffan rubbed his mother's cheek with a tissue. "Juma's childhood pudding is rich in gini? Pantesan likes." Jeff Says. "It's not just Juma Pa. We like it too." Jalwa. "Yes. They often take it with their sister." Jihan reminded. "Oh my two brothers turned out. Stealing people's rations." Juma stared at Jaffan and Jalwa alternately. "Good rice. You get the most." Jaffan replied making Juma grunt.