Red Noctah
The Part 102
The little family of Bisma has just finished dinner, with Razik already smart to eat by himself. The three also chose not to move and chat together. By cleaning the rest of the dirty dishes to the sink.
"Mas, you put Razik in the room first, I want to finish this," he said interrupting.
"Died aja darling, let tomorrow Mbok Inah the holy, let's just rest."
"Nanggung Mas, do not pa-pa my mood is good anymore," replied the woman relaxed.
"Yes it's up to you, the important thing is not to be too tired" he said, rising from his seat. Lead her son to the room.
"Dad, Azik is not sleepy yet, he wants to play" the boy said protesting.
"Later mother is angry if Razik does not sleep immediately, Dad again can not calm down, there is a baby grandpa in the belly of the mother, so the mother should not get angry," obviously Bhishma is in their son who is getting smarter.
"Emang mother fierce?" ask Razik honestly.
"It's not bad, but more to my dear, Razik disciplined, and know the time alone dear, so when it's time to sleep, Razik pinter must sleep, should not play continue," the man explained with extra patience.
"Mas, what are you teaching my son? Ugly me huh?" accuse me of poking out from behind the door.
"Astaghfirullah .. no dear, how to say that, I again persuade our child to sleep, you there rest first in the room," he said irritatedly. His wife has been getting more and more frantic lately.
"Owh .. It really is, yes it's already a pinter you, Mas, the more love me, the gurgle of his father Razik." When out of the room again with his hands grabbing her husband's cheeks, pinch the squash.
Bhishma certainly felt strange, but could not also protest, he would ask his mother-in-law about his wife's astounding behavior tomorrow.
After cradling Razik and successfully getting the boy to sleep for less than an hour, making the man relieved, one state task was completed. Stay spoiled on his wife, usually, but now boro-boro spoiled and lying on his lap, near his wife angry unclear. Of course the man looked concerned.
Not long after the turmoil that occurred in his heart, he was made to shake his head by finding his wife asleep on the sofa in the middle room. The man was suddenly confused himself, willing to fear that his wife would be angry. Not moved for fear of his soul mate falling, really upset hagi Bisma.
"Honey, wake up don't sleep here, cold and danger, how will it fall?"
Bisma rambled to herself, his wife even looked calm undeterred. If he was not anti-self, the man would have carried him to the room.
Finally to keep things from happening, the man fell asleep under the carpet-floored sofa. At least the man will protect if his wife's body falls.
"Astaghfirullah ... Why are you sleeping here?"
"Are you awake? Let's move rooms, later you can fall," he asked while standing first.
"I'm hungry, can you make me some food?" Bisma suddenly worried to hear the words of his wife. It's late at night and bothering to go out looking for something that is difficult to find.
"You eat the same as before, I'm hot first yes, there are still leftovers stored."
"No, I didn't want to eat that. I want mango pudding Mas, please make it? Please ....!" please, the woman welcomes.
"Mango pudding, I mean I have to buy instant ingredients that taste mango?" tanyanya.
"Yes up to Mas, want instant, want to soak in its own mango which is important mango pudding I pingin which seger-seger," said the woman ngeyel.
The bisma let out a long, sleepy sigh in fact, but powerless to resist, with the rest of the man finally taking the car keys and moving out. He will buy in indo march is usually available, hopefully not closed, considering the desire cravings his wife super once.
Time had already pointed at the passing number twenty-two, and the man immediately slid in search of the material his wife wanted.
"Alhamdulillah is still open" said the man hurried and immediately looked for what was needed.
Long enough to walk through the shelves of gondolas one to the other to finally find what he was looking for. After being able to go directly to the cashier and go home with a shadow of the way to make it.
"Think of it later, the important thing can be first," the man murmured to encourage himself.
Apparently, when still waiting for him in the doorway with a manyun face plus grumbling.
"For a long time anyway, Mas, I'd like to, cepetan makein," whining the woman spoiled.
"Yes, honey, I'll wash my hands first. I'm waiting for you at the top if it's already so I bring it baby okay?"
"Not okay, look out for a long time!"
