
The day the twins had been waiting for in the past few days had finally arrived as well. Tomorrow is their 5th birthday. The plan tomorrow will be a party celebrating the twins' birthday themed party garden. Not many were invited. Only family and friends, as well as classmates of the twins.
And for the evening there was a four-month study for the twin sister who was still in the stomach of Mama Nayra.
"The shirt's on Ma's plinces shirt."
"When you want to wear a dress that can go back to Kenan." Kiara protested when Nayra had just received an order for a dress to wear Kiara at tomorrow's birthday party.
"Didn't Kia yesterday ask to make a princess dress?" because Nayra remembers her time at Mama Arumi's boutique with Kiara, her daughter whines to make Princess Jasmin's dress for her birthday. Thought Nayra's clothes she'd wear for her birthday.
"Well, I asked for a plinces shirt, Mama."
"But not for tomorrow, Mama."
"When you don't want to." Kiara's face turned sullen. He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and both hands folded in front of his chest. Glancing sharply at the dress on the table was also Mama Nayra who was still standing near the table.
Nayra shook her head looking at her already sulking daughter. She finally left while carrying the dress to her room and looking for Kenan.
It looks like Kenan is playing PS on the second floor. Nayra walked over to them and sat down next to Kenan.
"Seru really played it."
"Until Mama sat here from earlier dicuekin continue." Nayra pretended to sulk at two different generation men who had been engrossed in playing PS.
"Mama has not been sitting there for a minute" said Kenan Cuek and still cool playing with Papa Devan.
Devan only held back his laughter when he heard Kenan's words. He glanced at Nayra whose face turned sour.
"Why you, baby?" ask Devan who is back in focus with his PS.
"Kiara doesn't want to wear her princess dress. He wants a twin of Kenan."
"He's down there sulking." replied Nayra impassively.
"We have made an agreement, Ma." said Kenan in a stand when the position of the player is in danger.
"Papa how the hell... Lose it will be.." exclaimed Kenan who did not accept defeat in playing PS.
"Where does Papa know."
"Papa just attacked the opponent" said Devan feeling innocent in the slightest.
"Papa's not cool."
"Well, don't you want to lose to your own son." Kenan immediately left by stomping his feet and occasionally glanced at Papa Devan sharply with a frown.
"The two sulked." muttered Nayra staring at the departure of her son.
"Leave it. Later also cheerful back." comfort Devan to his wife and bring her into his arms.
And sure enough, not even fifteen minutes of Kenan and Kiara walking towards Mama, her father who was sitting alone on the sofa.
"Mama."
"Papa."
Call Kiara and Kenan together.
"We're sorry." Kenan and Kiara stood down while linking their hands together.
"here!! Sit near Papa with Mama." Devan patted the place next to him that was still empty.
Kenan sits next to Papa Devan and Kiara sits on Papa Devan's lap facing Mama Nayra. While Mama Nayra leaned on the shoulder of Papa Devan.
"Why are you sorry?" devan asked his two children.
"Denan was angry because he lost playing with Papa" replied Kenan lowered his head.
Nayra raised her hand to stroke her daughter's head.
"What a shame. I have forgiven my beautiful mother's son."
"Papa's not angry" Devan said
"But Kenan, in play or in competition also in life, wins, loses, which is natural."
"So don't get angry if we lose."
"Make our defeat a lesson for the future so that we can be much better and win." Devan advised Kenan as understood by his son.
"So like when we learn to ride a bike until finally we can really ride a bike. That's what it means, Pa?" Devan and Nayra smiled proudly at her son. He understands so easily if given advice.
"Yes dear. You're right."
"Papa's proud of you." Devan rubbed Kenan's head slowly.
"Mama." Nayra looked at Kiara who was calling her.
"Why baby?" Nayra held Kiara's hand and held it.
"The same time Kenan wants to wear white walna clothes for tomorrow" Kiara said
"Yes, Ma. The one you bought yesterday in the sea world is Mah."
"Never been used." Kenan spoke Kiara's words.
"Are you sure you want to wear that shirt?" devan asked unsure. Because he thinks it's too cheap. Especially yesterday Nayra bought it fitting there is a discount.
"Why?" tanya Nayra and the twins were astonished by the reaction given by Papa devan.
"That shirt is cheap. Discount again."
"Are you comfortable wearing that shirt?" ask Devan who doubts about the quality and comfort of clothes that are sold cheaply and discount it.
"Honey..Do you not realize the shirt you wear yesterday also bought it there. And yesterday when I paid it turned out to be 50% off%."
"The garden is not used." Nayra was furious about her husband's attitude. Why is it cheap? What cheap price does not provide comfort? Nayra himself also often buy at low prices even though the money that Papa Rashid or Opa Sahid love more than what he asked.
Devan scratched his nape that was not itchy while the grimness was unclear. He forgot that he himself also bought clothes in the sea world yesterday at a cheap price. And he thinks it's comfortable to wear when the air is hot.
"Why?" Nayra raised her eyebrows when she saw that her husband was an indistinct whimper. Swear like bo doh people and maybe Nayra fell in love with someone like that.
"Pa secured his shirt?" ask Kenan while tugging at the t-shirt Devan is wearing.
"Yes dear, comfortable." replied Devan as is. Because he himself also feels comfortable wearing a cheap t-shirt.
"Can we get Pah to wear that shirt?" tanya Kiara looked at Papa Devan expectantly. He hopes Papa Devan will.
"Yes. Kiara same Kenan can wear that shirt." Devan eventually lets Kenan and Kiara wear them. The important thing is that the child is happy and comfortable, he will also be safe. Safe from the tantrums of the wife.
"Thank you Papa." Kenan and Kiara hug Papa Devan.
"There's so much pity for Mama as for her baby that no one's snuggling."
"Nobody loves us on deck." Nayra pretended to be sad to make Kiara and Kenan immediately turned to Mama Nayra and hugged Mama and kissed Mama Nayra on both cheeks.
"We love Mama and baby's grandpa."
"Can you come?"
"Can't."