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Chapter 15 Turns out to be part 2

PoV Udin

I fried an omelet for Athar's breakfast, but for Sri's meal, I was confused. Ah, I'll just ask him what to eat, after I finish the Athar bribe.

"honey, here's the fried egg, yuk's father, here sits son"

I call Athar who is busy playing in front of the house, even though Athar himself can actually play, but his name is old people sometimes if not seen in front of the eyes, it feels so unsettled.

"yeayyyy mam elung oyeng" (yeayyyy eat fried eggs)

Though only an omelet, but the spirit is Athar to eat.

*bug

"huwaaaaaa atit father atit huwaaaaaa, it's atunya nathan huwaaaa" (huwaaaa sick father huwaaaaaaaa sick, it's the stone naughty huwaaaa)

"Oh duh, here father please, who is sick? here father blow, let it heal, fyuhhhh already healed.... horeeee.. next time Athar if the path of the heart yes" said I while blowing his knees a little scuffed.

"Athar why mas? surprised I arrived with Athar crying, Athar why baby?"

I don't know when it came, Sri arrived already beside me, fortunately not me.

"you're taking a break, why come here? no papa this Athar, just now his walk tripped a rock, keep falling"

"i'm just dizzy mas, does not mean I can not walk dong. yes already if you want to take care of Athar himself, I want to sleep again aja" he said while leaving with a big lip.

Hahaha, you girls. Funny, passionate, emotional, but how can I love yaaa. Oh my goodness, Sri Sri Sri.

I took Athar to the bathroom, I want to wash his wounds, let's not get infected.

"already, now Athar sat yes, the father of the same warm rice feed fried eggs, bismillah"

It turns out that feeding children must indeed have god-level patience. It was 10 minutes, but Athar only entered 5 feeds, not half.

Almost 30 minutes, finally all out until nothing left on Athar's plate.

"atan is already inyang paa" (Athar is already kenya paa) he said while showing his distended stomach.

"alhamdulillah dong if Athar is full, let's get big fast, son, let's go to school just as najai, Athar want to pay a salary?"

"mauuuuu" he replied again with more advanced lips, just like his mother.

"tomorrow yes, now Athar plays in the house first, let's not fall again, the father wants to make mama eat, let's be healthy quickly yes dear"

"ote" (okay) he answered while giving 2 small thumbs.

I approached Sri who had fallen asleep again, it seemed that she was really not fit. Usually, if it's just a headache, he still tells me to go to sell. Even when I came home, the house was tidy and the food was already there.

"ma, what would you like in masakin?" ask me slowly while shaking his body, so don't be surprised.

"haaa, want to porridge the same as sambal aja mas" he replied without opening his eyes, without even turning his head towards me.

"all right, I made you first"

"hemmm yes"

Immediately I executed, I washed the rice clean. Then I put it in the pot and I turn on the stove. Even though it's a boy, I've never been confused about cooking. But since marriage, I rarely cook because Sri always prepares it first.

Continue to the porridge, after boiling I reduce the fire and continue to stir stir so as not to burn. I add a little salt, when it is almost thickened, I just add a little coconut milk, let it be more savory.

After maturing, I made his favorite sauce. I prepared chili, onion and garlic. I wash, then I fry until it withers. After that, I lifted up, stayed with a little salt, sugar and micin. Taste test, ready.

"yes mas yes, do not need to shake my body, tauk pain" grumbled while taking a bowl of hot bubu in my hand.

"hehehe yes sorry, you did not wake up anyway"

'slrruuupppp'

"nice mas, I finished yaaaa"

"it has to be, let's get healthy quickly"

"eh, which Athar? have you eaten yet? if you haven't got the porridge there mas"

"your ma, you just have a quiet rest, Athar I handle today" I replied excitedly.

"thank you mas, the porridge is finished, I want to sleep again" he just curled up in his favorite blanket. Besides being dizzy, he seemed to be hungry.

Now it's my turn to eat, I'm curious to taste the same porridge as well ah.

It was delicious too, simple but delicious. The right combination of savory porridge continues to be added spicy sambal, suitable.

"pa, oran au eek" (pa, Athar or eek)

Uh, just entered 2 bribes and was enjoying the delicacy of eating porridge, must be disturbed by Athar's request to be asked to defecate. Meaning every day, Sri is also like dong. Kasian is also a woman.

"come here, the pants are off first yes"

I take Athar to the door, he does not want to wait but also does not want to stay.

"it's pa"

I chebokin his ass, I flush the beans in the water, I put the pants on again and I tell the toys again. When I got back to the table, I saw the porridge, it felt so unappetizing. That just tastes good.

I tried to put 1 mouthful into the mouth, forcefully.

Yes, it feels so bland. It turns out that the work of women is gini, and maybe every day Sri also experienced something like this. While delicious to eat, uh the child asked in anterin defecation.

Finally I did not spend the rest of the porridge that had been tempting, I took a glass and then I spent water. It feels so fresh.

Because the time is getting late, I have to wash my clothes immediately, so that it is still in the sun. You see, if you have finished dzuhur, the warm sunlight will be blocked by the trees in front of my house.

'sek sek sek'

I don't have a washing machine yet.

"duhh, not even half, this waist feels like gout, arms are also very sealing, it turns out to be a tired housewife yes, kasian is also my wife"

Quickly I finish, then I dry the mumpung still scorching.

"i straighten my waist"

'cretek'

Just this time, it was so sweet.

When I came in, my eyes caught something next to the house, something different.

"Well, the banana is not there, the feeling this morning when I check still, jeez this is a thief yes, rich afternoon there is also the intention of my banana thief, just be careful if the cage"