The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 74

Zesya seemed to be casually enjoying the cassava chips, although occasionally her eyes were fixed on the chessboard pieces in front of her.

"Opa street?" zesya exclaimed at Uncle Yohan.

"Please tell my grandson" Zehan who just came out of his study was curious what made uncle Yohan nambak so serious. As soon as he approached it he smiled mockingly when he saw the pieces on the chessboard, because one step was wrong then Uncle Yohan's chess pieces must be checkmate.

"Are you smiling like that?" uncle Yohan asked a little annoyed when he caught the cheering look of his nephew.

"Why do you continue playing chess until dawn, I want to play chess with my wife" Zehan said, half running up the stairs.

"What a freak, you can't play chess" said Zesya innocently.

"Your mom can't, but they can't play horses" Zesya, who despite being a genius child, is still a child who sometimes shows her innocence. His brain instantly digested and imagined his mother being ridden by his father. Then as fast as lightning he ran towards his papa's room.

"It's good to be bullied by your own children" muttered uncle Yohan smiling with satisfaction, because Zesya would definitely ruin Zehan's wonderful moment tonight.

Surely just now Zehan was going to warm up, from outside the room his son began to make a noise "duk duk" bedroom door was pounded hard by Zesya.

"Bah open the door pa" exclaimed Zesya sounding like a panicked person. But Zehan did not want to hear the noise of the door.

"The gas is Zesya why? open it?" Zehan who has started to rise certainly feels riled up.

"Udah aja, most want ngadu he lost the chess fight papa." but unfortunately the sound of pounding from outside it still does not stop even getting louder and more frequent. Zehan finally got up with a feeling of piety. He lazily moved and opened a little door that only showed half his face.

"You why Zes?" lamented papa.

"Tonight Zesya wants to bobo with mama" whined Zesya.

"No, you are already big, you usually sleep alone" Zehan refused raw. Then Zesyapun issued his flagship style.

"Mama.. huaaaaaaaa.. Zesya wanted to sleep with her mother. hiikksss huaaaaa" suddenly Zesya cried loudly because her papa insisted she sleep in her room as usual.

Zia, and the others who happened to be staying over were out of their respective rooms. Hasya who heard her son crying of course immediately opened the door of her room wide after a sign fight with Zehan who still did not want to let Zesya sleep with them. The atmosphere grew even more excited when aunt Lyn approached Zesya who had been flooded with tears.

"Why are you, son, someone is sick? try saying the same Oma?" aunt Lyn said as she checked on Zesya's condition, fearing that Zesya was not feeling well. Zesya shook her head even though she was not hysterical anymore but still left a hug.

"Keep Zesya what do you want, son, buy me tomorrow?" ask Zia. Still the boy shook his head while whispering his eyes. Hasya who had argued with Zehan with the results of her husband's crushing defeat immediately opened the door, Zesya who saw her mother was already standing in the door immediately rushed to embrace her mother.

"Zesya does not want anything, Zesya also does not get sick but Zesya just wants to bobo with mom, but papa can not" said Zesya with a filling. Aunt Lyn who heard her granddaughter's complaint immediately glared at Zehan and nimbly nudged Zehan's ear.

"Kirain what the hell, it turns out the child and papa fighting over the land" Zia's lips mocked her brother.

"Dear baby, enter the room there is already lazy, your mother also still needs a lot of rest, papa you let the oma who takes care of" exclaimed aunt Lyn, Hasya can only grimace at Zehan, but, it was as if he could also feel the heat of Zehan's ears that aunt Lyn was still carrying.

"Mah. parsel .. Later Zehan's ears break mah" whined Zehan, he felt his ears hot because it was twisted by the powerful hand of aunt Lyn. But even so he still feels happy because at first glance he is like returning to his past, when he was still in High School, when he was still in high school, aunt Lyn's hand violently twists Zehan's ear when her BP teacher complains that Zehan was caught cracking*k while the lesson was still going on.

Zehan is not a bad boy or begajulan, classified as a child who is active in various activities at school. In every subject, he was smart because he always stayed in the ranks of one two and three, rarely doing excessive delinquency. So once he dammed Zehan directly into the spotlight of the school. Once it reached Lyn's aunt's ears of course, aunt Lyn immediately added to Zehan's sentence, since then Zehan Kapok had never made acquaintances outside his limits as a teenager.

And tonight, Zehan again get a clasp numbing aunt's fingers because of the complaint of his son alone puppet. Finally he can only resign, how else, if he continues to insist then aunt Lyn will not let go of his jewelry. Zesya spoiledly invited her mother into the room. But before that he first stuck his tongue out at his papa.

"Iiish, you little brat" Zehan said grumbling as soon as he got the taunts from his son.

"Yes, you know, Zeseya has entered Zehan's room." with a ketus aunt Lyn then release her jewelry from Zehan's ear that has been flushed.

"You are when the adult is Ze, the time of the same seizure of his own child" said aunt Lyn.

"Zehan just want to make a baby dede doang kok" said Zehan haphazardly.

"Pckckckck, failed to play the horses yes" ledek uncle Yohan once reached the last stairs.

"This must be because papa is not talking macem-macem with Zesya.?" reprimand Zehan piety.

"Suudzon aja you mah Ze, anyways natural if Zesya want to sleep with his mother, they just met too" refuted Uncle Yohan defended himself. Zehan still does not accept the reason of uncle Yohan, not to mention Yohan's suspicious behavior.

"Ma, papa drowsiness bobo yuk" said uncle Yohan as he pulled his wife's hand down the stairs.

"But reward,.."

"already ah, let the cobra want to play" said uncle Yohan mocking Zehan. Which of course makes Zehan back angry and scratch because he failed to bring King together with his tribe. Zia who understood the situation also followed up on teasing Zehan.

"Honey, tonight what style I want to ladenin" said Zia as she pulled the kimono strap her husband with a slight movement *t*s right in front of Zehan who was frustrated, while Gibran who sometimes less sensitive to the situation even directly followed Zia like a buffalo shuffled his nose. There's the angry Zehan. Roughly shuffling his hair, he walked into his room and found Hasya asleep hugging Zesya.

"Pw !! Ahh there is another night." murmured Zehan despair. In the end, all his misfortunes disappeared as soon as he saw his wife and son sleeping peacefully like an angel, gently correcting the bedcover that enveloped them, then adjust the AC temperature and turn off the lights and only leave a dim light from the sleeping lights, one hand met with Hasya's hand who was embracing Zesya's body then he also caught up with those who had fallen asleep.

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