Seduced Charm Mr. Cassanova

102. Azka POVs

Everyone has their own life. And so does the three-year-old. 

Azka Adhinata, his young age makes people who meet him often feel anxious about him. 

The dirty hands of the adult pinched his cheeks, rubbing his hair and other activities that made the child sultry. 

"For funniest yes if this age," said one neighbor Bila. The middle-aged woman was named Bu Sigit, the wife of Mr. RT. 

"Aah yes, Mom. So anxious, I also like pinching her cheeks." 

It turns out that not only did others abuse the three-year-old, but Mommy herself did too. 

Azka often cried to stop the people, but instead of stopping the people always took turns to carry him. 

"Work again?" tanya Bu Sigit is subscribed by Bila. 

"Yes Mom. He's been busy lately" replied Bila.

"Listen, her husband is no longer teaching at school? Though certainly nojarnya exciting tuh," said Bu Dewi who is also her neighbor. 

The adults continued to talk about the work that bored Azka. 

She was gently beating her Mommy in the chest to get out of there. But whether stupid or innocent, Mommy was even more eager to answer all the questions of the mothers. 

"Yes Mom. Used to work at school. But two years back he's out. He's more willing to continue his family business." When explaining. 

Yes, exactly two years ago Eyang Adhinata died and finally Jeff who took over his Grandpa's company. 

Actually Azka also did not understand such a thing, but she always heard those strange things from her Mommy. 

"I'll go home first, Mom. The power of my child is heavy drowsiness," said When to the mothers. 

"Yes please. Kasian's also his son's hot."

When finally came home after he finished gossiping with his neighbor. 

Arriving at home, Bila dropped Azka from her sling. "Akhh Mommy's son is getting bigger. Pegel really Mommy's shoulder," said Bila. 

Azka knew very well that her Mommy was sore. Plus he who would have a sister and still be in her Mommy's stomach must have added to that woman's burden. 

"Mmoommy." Little Azka was very happy to babble like that as if toying with the Mommy. 

Time passed until the afternoon had arrived where this was Jeff's time to go home. 

Azka was still in her sleep. 

"Dad's home!!" it was exciting when I just entered the house. Azka's very sensitive ears can receive the call is different from when he is still at home in his sleep. 

"Dad's son is awake? My mom is not awake yet. Pinter really, really," said Jeff when he arrived at the family room. 

His wife and son were asleep in the family room.

Of course little Azka woke up. It was all because of Jeff's very loud call. 

Azka seemed upset with his father's actions, he turned his face to the other direction so as not to see his father. 

It was delicious, after waking him up, the man who was his father status instead casually approached his Mommy and kissed her forehead briefly. 

"Nooooo!!!" Azka screamed as if not allowing Jeff to approach Bila. 

The cry of Azka managed to make Bila wake up. "Why, Honey?" ask her son. 

Azka did not answer. When looking around and a bit surprised to see Jeff who was already behind him. 

"When do you come home?" ask if you are surprised. 

"Must. Azka woke up when I came. You're sleeping" replied Jeff. 

"I'm tired" said Bila. 

Azka throttled her lips as if mocking the Mommy. 

"What are you doing?" ask Jeff. All he knows is, if he is not allowed to do heavy halm especially that makes the girl tired. 

"Sir abis ngapain anyway," kekehnya. He also did not know why he could be tired when he did not do something heavy. 

"Sorry, I haven't cooked yet. Want to eat now?" ask Bila. Because of the cool sleep he did not have time to cook. 

"No need. We will eat out. I'm going for a walk too." Jeff refused. 

Azka, of course, heard what her father said. 

Looks like again tonight he's gonna be a crash. 

He hated to travel at night. His sleep time was very disturbed. 

When he was already sleepy and would soon fall asleep, the sound of shouting people in the crowd made him back awake. 

You will not understand how tormented an Azka is if you walk at night. 

Should he pretend to be sick? No. No, that's not gonna work. 

"He took a shower there. Or do you want to use warm water?" bargain When. 

Again Jeff nodded. "No, I'm hot. So just use plain water." 

When nodding while Jeff goes to his room to clean up. 

"Well now you're taking a shower too, come on!!" exclaim Bila while carrying Azka to the other bathroom. 

Azka just quietly resigned, she also tan can refuse if it is like this. 

It started at night but not so late. Currently two lovebirds plus one little child was already in a restaurant that provides a variety of food from various countries. 

You can imagine how beautiful this place is. 

"You'll be Mommy pesenin biscuits aja ya." 

Y'all see? Both of his parents ate the typical food of the countries out there and Azka only ate a biscuit? Stifling stump. 

Azka also wanted good food, but unfortunately she only bought the biscuits were only three pieces. 

Complete is his suffering tonight. 

"Where is this guy going to play?" ask Bila. The two people were just cool talking together and ignored Azka who was still busy biting her biscuits. 

For God's sake this biscuit felt as hard as a rock to Azka who only had two teeth on the front. 

"Difficult Honey?" Jeff asked when he saw the son who seemed to have difficulty eating his food. 

Azka did not answer, she was still trying. "Order the milk, the biscuit will be crushed," Jeff advised his wife. 

Eventually they actually ordered milk and crushed the biscuits. 

See it? Even worse this time, Azka was asked to eat biscuit porridge which she could make sure tasted bland. 

"Well that's why Dad's son is not in trouble" said Jeff. 

They returned to eating quietly after taking care of Azka and her food. 

Gradually, they both ate voraciously this time. 

The food ran out and now they have to pay for the food. Jeff went to the cashier while waiting there. 

"Okay, hon. How messy is that?" said when the one who smelled there was a biscuit stain around Azka's mouth. 

Of course the name is also a messy child. 

When cleaning Azka's face until the child looks handsome again. 

This is the story of a happy little family from the perspective of an Azka Adhinata.