
Love of Two Babies
Lodi looked at the Mentari who was sleeping side by side with Dawn. Dawn wearing blue clothes, while pink Mentari clothes. The two little babies were so cute. Lodi touches Dawn's cheek gently, then changes Mentari's cheek.
"It's funny you two are. One father, two real mothers, but one mother milk."
Lodi smiled back at the two of them. The presence of the two creatures was indeed a panacea for Lodi. Rarely do they stay together during the day. Usually one cry, one follows. Pissing is like that too. Netek is yes. And Alhamdulillah, so far ASI Lodi enough for both of them.
"Fajar, tomorrow when you're older, protect your sister. You're a man. You're also a big brother. If anyone bullies the Mentari, beat them up!"
"Jeez, Lodi, don't tell all the sisters like you" said Bu Sum, who was behind Lodi.
"What's the matter, Mom? Is my attitude not good to Nada?"
"Heh, it's not like that. But, let's not have the sisters burdened by it."
"Honey the Tone is not a burden to me, ma'am."
"Yes, I know. But, according to the mother it is not true that the parents demand that their children be like them."
Lodi got up, then headed outside the room. Talking inside is afraid of disrupting the sleep of two babies. The door closed quietly with almost no sound.
"Just imagine if you demand that you become a PNS like Father or Mother, it will certainly not be a successful trader like now. Aye right?"
"Yes, Mom. But an older brother who protects a younger sister ... That should be, right?"
Bu Sum stroked Lodi's hair slowly. This eldest son is stubborn. It's like Inayah, her real mother.
"Come, Nduk. But don't let Dawn be burdened, huh?"
Lodi nodded with a smile.
"Oh yes, just back here. Titip money for you. Make a purchase of all sorts for his two children."
"Oh," said Lodi coldly.
"You've forgiven me, why are you still so sniffy to Sumbang?"
Lodi simply replied with a long breath. 'If you want to give me money, just give it to me. Why go through mom? Show off to mom, is that it? Nih, I'm a responsible father.'
Lodi ngedumel himself in the heart. Want to mengedumel out of heart does not taste good to mother.
"I'm sorry, doesn't mean I shouldn't be sniffing at him, does it, Mom?"
"Yes ... I understand, Lod. Nor will I persuade you to go back with him. Just ... He is the father of Fajar and Mentari. A kid, that's gonna need a father figure."
"Can't I be their mother and father?" lodi Protest.
"Maybe. I'm just reminding you, you probably don't need a donation. But Dawn and Mentari ...."
Oeekkkk
Oeekkkk
"In a cry, I'll go to the room first, Mom."
'Finally, I have a reason not to talk about Donating. Maledom ....'
***
/We went to the beach yuk/
A chat goes to WA Lodi. From the PP drawing, Lodi knew it was Hendar.
/I am still grieving the passing of my sister/
/Precisely it. I don't want you to be constantly sad/
"Pregnant. Frankly, I'm really happy with Hendar. If I block, he'll change the number tomorrow. I blocked it twice, though. People don't know to be ashamed!"
Santi just smiled seductively at Lodi's story.
"I'm really, really, why are you smiling?"
"It's clear he PDKT," said Santi.
"Either that. Obviously, I was too good with him. Block number. He didn't realize what it all meant?"
"Don't you remember how to take High School Time? Because he has a crush on Amel who became the mayor and cover girl?"
Lodi shook her head strongly," did I think?"
"It's not so ... He's persistent too. Remember, she read poetry and brought flowers in the middle of the field? Tuh Amel, until the cry so shame ...."
"Cooking? It should be dong. How did I not know that?"
"Because ... You just have permission to send the tone to where, that's."
"One school ... Scoundrels! So if it's just blocked but reckless, that's nothing!"
"That, huh? And so the model people are good how are our attitudes?"
Santi sipped strawberry juice in front of him. Freshman. They both hang out in a cafe. Two mothers who are on time and we are on time.
"If I thought, Lod ... Diemin. The number gave me the name. But don't let him read your WA story. Then, if he sends a chat, cuekin. Cuekin's a little bitch."
"Hm ... Your advice may also. Okay, I'll try."
"For yes, the more rejected such a person acts."
"But I refused" Lodi said.
"I mean, you don't have to resist with blocks, cursing and so on. It was like fuel for him. But if you shut up, don't care, he's long tired."
"Yes ... Aye." Yeah."
***
When Lodi went to the stall, Sumbang was already waiting there.
"I was at home, mom said you'd gone to the stall. So I followed here. Apparently, I even got to first," said Sumbang with a sweet smile.
That smile, it used to make Lodi Klepek klepek and received the proposal Donate. Used ....
"I filled up the gas and patched the tires first. What's up?"
"I want you to go home."
"Well?"
"Some of Nada's stuff is still in my house. And some ... There are memories with you. An album full of photos of you two, as well as other stuff. Do you want to see that stuff first, or how good?"
"alright. I'm going to your house."
"When?" tanya Sumbang enthusiastically. He can't hide his love for Lodi's arrival.
"Tomorrow the day. But remember, as soon as I take Nada's stuff, I go straight home."
"Okay, I'll wait for tomorrow."
Just uprooted and intend to leave, appeared Hendar.
"Lodi gorgeouskk ... Why don't you answer my WA?"
And Sumbang immediately stopped going to see Hendar.
"Who is he?" tanya Sumbang sirih towards Lodi with a probing view.
Lodi looked at Sumbang sharply, "it's none of your business."
"Of course it's my business" replied Sumbang not to lose.
"Want to buy batik again? If so, 75% down payment is it?" This time Lodi asked Hendar.
What a shitty morning. There is a Beep at once Hendar. Huh!
"Zula, where's Juki?"
"She said she's not here today. Take Santi where, that's it."
"Oh."
There was a bit of disappointment in Lodi's heart. 'If there is Juki, I can pretend there is a need with her.'
"Maybe next month I order batik. This time, I'd like to take you to eat."
"I'm still full" said Lodi flat. relieved to hear Lodi's answer.
"Didn't a nursing mother have to eat a lot?"
"Rubber. That's why I brought the goods from home. No need to eat out."
Once again I was relieved to hear Lodi's answer. 'Her mother's children don't seem to have any taste with this person."
"Dik Lodi, I say yes first," said Sumbang without regard to the presence of Hendar.
Lodi replied with a wave of his hand.
"Who is he?"
This time it was Hendar. Replied with the same sentence, "it's none of your business!"
Well, youho!