Pegates
His name is also a child
"Blemmmmm bleeee bleem kak isel let's play cini" invite ibra to her brother
" Sister again watching the deck" said michelle gave understanding to her sister
suddenly ibra got up from his seat and approached michelle who was sitting on the sofa not far from her
Praaaa!! suddenly, she slammed a toy airplane with wings sharp enough to face michelle so hard that the wings hit the top of michelle's eyebrows.
Fresh blood poured out from his left eyebrow
"Awwwwwww maaa maaa" screeched michelle as she ran towards me in the kitchen
"Why brother said I was facing the stove
" Sickness" I spontaneously turned back how surprised I was to see his condition
" Why brother?" I said frantically while trying to open his hand which was holding onto his eyebrows eleven left
" Ibra hit my sister" he said, I immediately cleaned the wound on michelle's forehead, there was a gaping wound there I decided to take michelle to the clinic to deal with the wound
"Bak take care of ibra first mom wants to bring michelle to mbak treatment" I exclaimed at mbak prapti
" Good ma'am" said mbak prapti as he approached Ibra
michelle got two stitches on her brow on her return from the clinic I approached the mother who was playing with mbak prapti
" Abra where his hand was" I said asking him to show the hand he used to hit his toy on michelle's face
" I.ni maa maa" said her innocently stirring both her palms I hit her softly
" Why did she hit Isel's sister?"
" Kak isel gaak naau play maa so Ibla hit using I. ni "clearly while taking the toy that was used to hit michelle
I explained to ibra that as a result of his actions now his brother was injured.
" Dalaah is it, ma,?" her words are plain
I nodded and called michelle
" Sister here baby" I said to ask Michelle to come closer
" sister is bleeding because ibra let's apologize" I ordered
" sister isel ibla apologise yes cakit ya" said ibra with his innocence while blowing a wound on michelle's forehead
" ma .af yes sister isel" repeated her once again this time she kissed her brother
" Don't get rich that's the deck again" said michelle hugging her sister who was greeted by a nod of the mother
As we were sitting together in front of Tivi we heard a dennis car entering the yard .
" Assalamualaikum" exclaimed mas dennis
" Waalaikum Salam "we answered in unison dennis' face immediately changed when he saw the bandage on michelle's left temple
"Michelle why baby?" he walked towards michelle
" This is michelle papa look at the wound, it hurts baby?"
Dennis went berserk when he saw michelle's condition
I have made it clear that the wound is only a small wound and has been sewn
"How do you take care of a child just not becus!!"
" mbaak please take care of ibra mbak" I said to mbk prapti
" Come here mas ibra sama mbak" said mbak prapti carrying ibra into michelle's room
"What do you mean? tell me I'm not good at babysitting?"
" Indeed!! you are not a becus!! " spray dennis mas do not want to lose
Mas dennis loosened his tie which he wore roughly
" If you're sick, it certainly won't be like this!"
" Many wives are also career women but can take care of their children!"
" Did you think you were a becus, as the head of the household by cursing my maki in front of the children?"
" Do you know what the impact is on them?" attack me
I sighed this time there were no tears in my eyes
when fighting with dennis mas maybe because I continue to process I who used to be immediately teary-eyed just because a small clash is now more able to control my tears.
Tok tok!
"Look in" said michelle from inside the room
in the room I was filled to see them michelle and and ibra matched me with a frightened face
" maa maa papa even cama mama?" said ibra who immediately poured towards me
" No love papa not angry" I said while stroking the head of ibra
" mama don't tat later ibla besal ibla toyong mama if there is a naughty" my tears dripped when I heard my son's babble
" i hugged my two children and could no longer hold back my tears
" patience buu" said mbak prapti while proffering tissue
" Sir please finish the cooking earlier ya mbak" mbak prapti meganuk rushed to kedapur
" Ibra michelle you must be a child who is a child who is sinter, dear" I said as I held them in my arms
" mama don't cry mama for brother sad" said michelle joined cry .
Tok tok!
There was a knock from the door
They were coming towards me like they were scared
Kreeeeek!
Dennis pushed through michelle's bedroom door
" Ibra here is a hero, papa kangen is the same champion papa" said mas dennis while developing his hands usually ibra will immediately run towards him
ibra shook her head and hugged me tighter
" No papa ibla cini aja cama maa maa"
seeing the reaction of ibra mas dennis so sour his face
" Ibra there dear papa" said I while pointing towards mas dennis
" No ..maa maa ibla cini cama mama" reject ibra
Dennis closed the door to Michelle's room again
after dennis closed the door to Michelle's room I spoke to ibra
" why such a mother is equally papa, can not be dear" said I stroked the head of the mother
" paa paa evil ibla no vinegar"
I prepared clothes and breakfast dennis as usual, but I did not say hello to each other, I told Michelle to tell her that breakfast was ready.
"Your breakfast is ready" exclaimed michelle as she knocked on our door
"Yeah dear "sahut mas dennis from the room
" Where's mommy's sister, baby?"
"Mama again flush flowers, sister has not woken up" said michelle"
It looks like they finished their breakfast and went out
" Maa maa maa, michelle go first ya "said michelle salute me then kiss my hand
" Hey heart, baby"
I immediately went inside not caring about Mas dennis staring at me
It has been almost 1 week I was reluctant to reprimand dennis mas even though I still prepare the need.
Mas dennis couldn't stand it because I kept poking him when he came to us while my mom and I were watching his favorite cartoon in the living room.
"Saayaaang want to continue marahan the same mas?" said mas dennis while throwing his body beside me
" caaayaang maaa maaa" said ibra imitating the words mas dennis
No doubt I smiled at the babbling of ibra
" Yuk ibra we walk in the afternoon" I said while holding the hand of ibra to leave the dennis mas there
" Daa daah paa paa" said ibra
