Sunflowers

Good wife practice

"Whoan papa again what?"

"Again cooking. Pa"

"Huh?" Varest folded his forehead confused at his son's reply. His eyes glanced left and right looking at the items surrounding the son, there were only colorful papers as well as other written books.

"Papa Ihh, Ji again even bother. Have seen Ji hold it oligami keltas but still nanya, well, Ji so forget how to fold cala." Omel was a 4-year-old boy

Oh, mercy. Wonderful how Varest learned from this kid to answer like that?. His upper left lip twitched softly the intention of wanting to say hello as a good papa was even answered in such a manner. Good thing Varest loves the firstborn.

Varest blinked at a glance accompanied by both shoulders raised and then stepped his feet leaving Zee who seemed not to be disturbed, the child already has his own world.

His gaze combed across the room unseen there is life there, he put his bag and suit in the chair and then back out of the room to go down to the kitchen looking for the wife.

The man smiled to find Rea cooking behind him, Varest leaning against the door frame watching how his wife was cooking painstakingly in a flat stomach.

Not felt Rea's pregnancy has stepped on the 6th month entered the beginning of the third trimester, the gender of the baby candidate they already know 1 month ago on the birthday of the firstborn and became the most beautiful gift for Zee because he could see the face of the sister he was waiting for although not too clear.

"Darling?"

"Astagfirefull!" Rea was surprised to almost drop the knife while he was holding to cut the vegetables when someone immediately hugged him from behind.

"Rest, you surprised me! What if this knife I'm holding falls and cuts my leg?" Rea slightly raised his intonation while shaking inexhaustibly.

While Varest could only bow to hear the nagging of his wife, he was quite lousy in overcoming Rea's anger if it had been nagging like this.

"Darling, I'm sorry, dad?" Sesal Varest grabbed Rea's hand and held her in the chest.

"Yes." Yeah." Rea said at last while pulling her hand out of her husband's grasp.

Rea resumed his work but soon returned to face Varest. "Don't repeat it again!" He said he was warning an enthusiastic nod by Varest with a big smile.

"I just want to hug my wife." Lirih Varest spoke as her hands were raised playing Rea's unraveled hair on her exposed shoulders. There's a veiled intent.

Rea shuddered slightly amusedly as Varest's hand touched his neck, "Yes dear, I know you want a hug but have to look at the sikon as well, don't fit me in the kitchen again holding this sharp object, if you fall do not hit the feet do not matter, if fitting I reflex to rotate the body continues to hit you how?"

Varest's reflex pinched Rea's lips, "Ih, his mouth can't say that, how will there be an angel?"

"Eat him don't trigger."

"Otherwise, the angel is always near us like the angels Raqib and Atid."

Varest pulled the tip of his lips up, "Darling, angel Raqib what's the job?"

"Print good charity." Answer Rea quickly.

"You want your good deeds to be added to the list of the angels of Raqib?"

"Well, I will."

"To yuk's room!"

"Mamaa, papaa..!"

Both of them turned to the origin of the sound, Zee was seen coming with a hunting breath.

"What's up, Zee?" Ask Rea curiously

"Ji, would you like to catch Oma's house?"

"Ok, papa delivery!"

Ah, the universe supported him to add a list of good charities for his wife, hastily Varest climbed the stairs to the room to retrieve the car keys intending to drive the son to his father-in-law's house without waiting for Rea's answer to be glued to the spot.

in just about two minutes Varest had returned to the kitchen where the two people he loved were waiting. "Come, Zee!" Take Varest while turning the keychain on his finger.

"Mama, Ji left first yeah." Pamit Zee's

"Zee, do you really want to stay at the oma house?" Ask Rea to make sure. Because some days the son did not live at home, for 3 days he slept at the home of his grandmother and grandfather and just came home this afternoon, but now, now, she wants to go to the house of oma and her opa again?.

Zee nodded steadily, "Ji has been living in the same grandmother's house as grandfather, so Ji's sect would not be found in the house of oma and opa again, bial no one is ili." Answer Zee straightforwardly.

Ah, mature thinking of this boy, he could think of such a thing. Varest smiled proudly at the son, the baby he once found in a state just wrapped around a thick coat with a little wound on his knee because crawling in the middle of wild plants is now grown with intelligence that sometimes makes him confused himself will want to know the child.

"Zee's grown up, huh, baby? it's smart to divide the time." Praise Varest to the child.

"Leave the same letter R Z which still has a lot to practice pronunciation."

Sontak Zee turned to the papa who was taking a snack of onion chips on the table. His eyes bulged with annoyance at the words of his papa who was initially praising but his last instead mocked.

Yes, Zee is very anti if people discuss about him who has not been able to pronounce the letters R and Z clearly, even though his own name starts from the wrong letter. Damnit.

Although he is only 4 years old, but for emotional problems he can already be thumbs up, how can he manage emotions at such a young age, he said, that is because the learning is always emphasized by people who are in the scope of Zee especially from both parents whose incident is two people who have a soft heart.

But, don't forget. He is also still a boy who sometimes still does not accept the ridicule that leads to him especially regarding this one.

"Father, Ji is still good at making famous talks!" The protest was unacceptable

"Sebental again Ji can already say ELR sma Jed" he said pressing the two problematic letters.

Rea chuckled anxiously at the expression of Zee who was singing her lips, shaking a glance with the height of her husband who liked to tease the son.

"Yes, yeah. Papa is sure Zee will be able to talk to Er with Zed." Varest said he finally relented to speed things up.

"Come, so don't stay at home oma?"

"So, Mama Ji said yes, Assalamualaikum!" Zee yelled at the mother's hand after breezing off to leave the kitchen.

"Darling, get ready, wait for papa to come home." Varest said with a blink of his eye then followed Zee who was already sitting sweetly in the car.

Rea shuddered amusedly hearing her husband calling himself Papa.