
"Excess what, the hell, do you mean that? You don't just talk, yeah, Joe! If there is no evidence of the fall of slander, you know not!" yelled Mami Yeri did not accept.
"Mami sorry ...," cut Syifa quickly. "Me, Aa and Robert, excuse me now. And thanks also with today, I am happy to be invited to shop with Mami and Papi. Assalamualaikum."
Syifa hastily pulled Joe away before her husband replied to his parents. Robert himself had taken it from behind.
The three of them got into Joe's car, and the man was silent without a word but with a sour look on his face.
The car was not long drove away, leaving the luxurious house.
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At home, Joe remained silent. But he was always next to Syifa.
Wherever the activity that his wife did, Joe must always be there. It was just not by saying anything, until the three of them were lying on the bed.
"Mommy .. Why did Mommy come home to Opa and Oma? Why don't you go straight to this house?" robert asked with eyes staring at the ceiling. "Luckily, Robert and Daddy happened to be there. Maybe if it wasn't, yeah we still don't know where Mommy is."
"I'm sorry Mommy, honey. But the reason Mommy was there was because it was Opa and Oma who asked. They said they wanted to take Mommy to his house, so they knew their house" Syifa explained.
'You can tomorrow, Yang, or fit me. Why don't you refuse, anyway? Just say you .. with what Mami and Papi ask.' Joe who was beside Syifa sat up with a sense of annoyance in his chest. But he had absolutely no intention of joining in on the matter Robert had said.
"Oh .. that's." Robert nodded. "Keep, Mom .. tomorrow, she said there's a meeting at the school. Robert told Daddy he wanted to go to a meeting, but Mommy herself wanted to come too, didn't she? Or if not ... Mommy's at home, just like Robert, huh?"
"Mommy was also in the meeting, son," replied Syifa. "But Mommy's there as a teacher, not your guardian."
"Oh ... continues about whose jury, Mom? Mommy right?"
"Mommy and Miss Gisel are kindergarten teachers, appointed as hosts. So Mommy's not on the jury, honey."
"Mommy can't be a judge, can you, Mom?"
Syifa. "No way, son. You see, it was the decision of Mr. Bambang and the headmaster of the Kindergarten."
"Keep the judge is just the two of them, Mom?"
"Bertiga, Mr. Zaka's only one. Sports teacher."
"Why not Mommy, huh? And Robert's gonna have a plan to go to all the Augustan races." Robert looked to pursed his lips with a disappointed look.
"Yes stay with me, son. You can list it as Mommy. And it doesn't matter either .. if Mommy isn't a judge. Kan Mommy became a host, so still participate in the show."
"The problem is, Robert had never won before, Mom. So sprain yourself."
"From when did you enter the Augustusan race?"
"From TK's. Fitting parts A and B. But Robert lost just."
"Yes there's dong, Mom. Mommy could have won Robert right away even though Robert lost. His name is jury."
"Yes if it means cheating, son," Syifa said with a smile, then tried to advise. "Lack is sin, God doesn't like it. You want to ... Mommy sinned because of you?"
Robert nodded quickly. "No, Mom. Don't want to!" emphatically.
"Well ... the money. If indeed you want to win, yes use the honest path. Tomorrow'll be your day off, no, so mending his time spent on race practice. Don't play."
"Indeed, what's the wave, Mom? Not that Mommy said this morning it will be discussed at the parent's meeting, huh?"
"Yes, anyway. But Mommy's feeling is at least far from racing sacks, eating crackers and carrying marbles with spoons. Yes if there is a race that looks new. But if the three races must always be there, every where there is an Augustusan event. Trust Mommy."
"Oh that. Yes already .. tomorrow Robert does not play the same game. Training for a race. Kan Robert also wanted to get a car gift, have his own car from his own hard work, Mom."
Syifa chuckled, then stroked her son's bald head. "Tomorrow Daddy and Mommy will go to school.You later we will deliver to the house of Opa Hamdan and Oma Maryam only, yes, let you train later accompanied by Opa. He always wins the race every year know, son, surely you would be great if the training accompanied him."
"Times, anyway, Mom? What race does Opa win?" Robert seemed so enthusiastic.
"Anything's every race, kid. Maybe except climbing a pinang."
"If at school ... this year there is no climbing pin, Mom?"
"Not to know Mommy, son. If there is a .. surely not for his students. You're climbing a betel nut so 'is usually for adults."
"It's okay. Let the parents of the students take part in the race. Later Mommy asked Daddy to join the climbing betel. He never entered the race every year, Mom. Daddy is Daddy."
"Why not come?"
"Of course, it's busy so it's not possible." Robert snorted in annoyance.
"OK, later Mommy tries usulin first climbing race pinnangnya fit tight. If you agree .. then Mommy asks your Daddy to join the race."
"Thank you, beautiful Mommy. Robert dear Mommyyyy ...." Robert immediately tilted his body, then hugged Syifa tightly. "Robert wants to sleep, sleepy," he added, which immediately yawned.
Syifa immediately shut the child's mouth, then kissed the cheek. "Don't forget to read the prayer, dear. Good night."
"Night too, Mom." Robert nodded and slowly closed his eyes, reading a prayer in his heart.
A few minutes later after it was felt Robert had begun to fall asleep, Syifa also stroked his child's embrace. He turned his body to face Joe.
For some reason, suddenly Syifa felt lustful. There is no cause and effect.
"Ac...Are you asleep?" syifa asked, then touched Joe's cheek. Her husband's face was so calm with his eyes closed. And it seems that Joe is actually asleep, because there is a faint sound of fine snoring. "Any .. How suddenly I feel pengen, huh? Though 'was not fished first," he murmured while rubbing his face several times.
Syifa also brought her face closer to Joe, then kissed her husband's lips briefly. And the look in his eyes was immediately fixed on the short color pants that Joe was wearing, right on the part that looks bulging.
'Try to hold it a few times, okay? I think his wand is awake, even though the person is already in a dream.' Syifa swallowed the saliva, as her right hand bravely reached into the color of her husband.
...Syifa, you are naughty, it is now 🙈🤣...