Teach Me to Love You

Bonchap 3

With a lazy feeling that mountains Thunder enters the supermarket. Her eyes back and forth scan the shelves looking for the presence of breast-feeding mother's milk.

"Buy this self-service is what's difficult. Or send them from your supermarket in Singapore there. You know, this is a line of cooking oil long nauzubillah. My body slipped between mothers." Upset Thunder nags at Ghani from the phone.

"Ask the clerk there Guntur, not all employees take care of cooking oil right? There's no way an officer there doesn't know the same Thunder Syahreza." Ghani said with a laugh at his cousin's annoyance.

"Lo buy it myself, I'm tired of being surrounded by mothers. Where do employees see my face, if humans are this much." Thunder rippled while continuing to cast aside the shelves. "Finally," his loud screech instantly turned off the phone connection put the phone in his pants pocket.

"Bruuuk... Aawww!!" Ringis a girl who bounced from hitting Thunder's body. Thunder instantly caught him before slamming onto the floor. Like acting in front of the camera with slow motion.

The groceries in the girl's hands were scattered falling to the floor. After making sure the girl could stand perfectly without the slightest flaw. Thunder helped pick up his groceries.

"Sorry," Thunder gave the groceries to the girl who was still in shock standing in front of him. Without paying attention to the girl's face.

"Ah, yes. Sorry for hitting you, sir." Said the girl recollecting to take her royal goods and then leave behind a cengo Thunder called 'Sir'. Whether his face is wrinkled or his hair has turned white so considered the fathers.

"Sorry Mr. Thunder, what are you looking for. Let me help you?" One of the officers came to Guntur after the unfortunate incident.

"Oh yeah, I'm looking for this pregnant woman's milk." Thunder showed the photo Ghani sent.

"Let's come with me, sir." The official said it showed the place where the milk Thunder was looking for. "Father can pay to the cashier there, so as not to queue with mothers who scramble cheap cooking oil." The employee continued with a smile after showing his direction.

"Thank you" said Guntur, feeling very helpful. Moreover, it can survive the train line. He put ten boxes of milk pregnant women, let ASI for Arraz immediately abundant. No need to drink cow's milk. Later Arraz is confused if drinking cow milk, she's Kha's mother's son what a calf.

"Congratulations," muttered Thunder after making it to the car. He went straight home, enough adventure today crammed among mothers who queue cheap oil.

"Araz!" Shouted Thunder, putting the milk he was carrying closer to the baby boy in his box.

"No kiss, Thunder. Take a shower, you've got the omnicron virus!" Usir Khalisa's.

"I didn't bring any corn, Kha. I can kiss ya. Just a little." Persuade Thunder who was already very anxious to his nephew.

"Omnicron Thunder. Not corn." Khalisa straightened out, "no... no. Thunder bath! Do I need to call a babysitter to bathe you."

"Mandy!" Khalisa.

"Darling, not good screaming. Arraz will be shocked." Tegur Ghani who just came out of the bathroom.

"The bad thunder, brother. Not taking a shower to kiss Arraz. He was out of line for cooking oil" said Khalisa.

Thunder whizzed, "you think I'm a fried trader until I have to queue for cheap cooking oil." The protest did not accept.

"Thunder, take a shower first. Instead of arguing with Kha, you can't carry Arraz too." Ghani's advice that Thunder obeyed lethargicly.

"I'll make my own baby boy too. No one can take a minute." His grunts to himself.

"Next time don't yell" Ghani rubbed Khalisa's manyun face with his hands still wet.

"Yetoooo!" Shouted Khalisa.

"Recommens, yelled again. Brother duct tape his mouth will, hm."

"Abang ngeselin, her hands wet on the lap'in to my face. Kha is not a doormat, brother."

"Yes, Kha is not a doormat. Brother's beloved kha." Ghani pulled Khalisa to sit next to him.

"Abang don't want my Kha again, is it because Kha is fat?" Tanya Khalisa pouted.

"Kha heavy darling, not fat. Brother's feet can be twisted if my ma'am Kha continues. Here for Arraz, let Kha always be by Brother's side." Ghani said patting his lap with a smile.

"Abang dreadlocks!"

"That's not that shabby, torn-up clothes, honey. Brother Ghani, remember? Ghani Faizan Khalisa Rihanna's. Have you lost your memory?" Tempted Ghani, that beautiful face grew even more sullen.

"Kha forgot. Kha remembers she only had a perverted husband." Khalisa replied with a plain pretentiousness that made him get a kiss on the cheek.