The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Not a flying fish.

Next day.

Litania, Chandira, Chandra and her parents are having breakfast together. All the family members circled the long table, Bram sitting at the end of the table. Their families feel complete now. It's just that there's no Rania and Sita there. Confiscate the plan will arrive later in the day.

Breakfast went as it should. Laughter and jokes did not escape decorating their togetherness. Litania who was small only with her grandmother was happy. It turned out that the decision of the grandfather to match him with Chandra was the right decision. He felt loved and appreciated in the family. No longer lonely and most importantly no more.

"Mbak, here, dong." Litania moved her hand, waving towards Yati—babby sitter Chandira—who happened to be holding Chandira.

The one called, rushed over. "Why, Non?"

"It's okay, ma'am." Litania smiled kindly. His eyes were on Chandira. "Caca, here yes, same Aunty."

The four-year-old boy immediately released his hand from the grasp of the babby sitter. He approached Litania. His round eyes and chubby cheeks made Litania laugh and rubbed it.

"You wanna sit here?" Litania patted her cross-legged thigh. He was sitting in a gazebo next to his house. Deliberately avoiding the main house because Chandra and father-in-law are redecorating for the twins' room, later. Not to mention the baby furniture that began to arrive. There are even some people who are working. So instead of interrupting, she chose to stay away and sit in the garden next to the house.

"You sit here, no," bargained Litania again when there was no response from Chandira. The boy seems confused.

However, Litania immediately lifted the little girl and sat her down on the left thigh.

"Read want to wipe this." Pointing at her own belly, Litania noticed Chandira's puzzled amused face.

Chandira nodded then rubbed, slowly. There was a kick from the stomach. The little girl squeaked and reflexively pulled her hand. "Motion," he said timidly.

Litania chuckled for a moment. Chandira's innocence comforted him. Her husband's biological son can already be spoken to even though sometimes shy.

"Yes, movements because there's a baby scene in here. Caca wants to be a sister, you know. Caca's gnarly, isn't he?"

Chandira. Still digesting Litania's speech. But he ended up nodding and smiling. "Baby scoop .. adek baby," he said repeatedly. While her tiny hands continued to rub Litania's stomach. The little girl laughed as there was more movement from the twins.

Without Litania noticing, Lita notices her loving behavior while joking with Chandira. The fear of the old woman full of energy did not come true. It turns out that Litania accepted Chandira unconditionally. He even seems to love her more.

Pounding once, Lita who was carrying a tray of drinks and snacks to the gazebo where Litania relaxes. "Wah wow. What's this play again? How fun." Laying a tray of food, Lita grabbed Chandira from Litania's lap and then hugged her.

"Really." Lita Holds the grandson's shoulder and smiles, "Caca ready to be a sister?" lita again.

Whether you understand it or not, the round-eyed little girl smiled, nodding. His mouth repeatedly said the word baby with joy.

"Mbak Rania is lucky to have a smart kid like Caca. This kid is like an angel. His son is not fussy, smart, cheerful again. I'm so geeky, Ma. I feel like I'm gonna make sure she stays together." Titania's words paused for a moment. Something stuck in his heart until he took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. "But it's impossible to be loved by her mommy. I don't want to be greedy anyway. He's sincerely Bang Chandra for me. The time of his son I took it too."

Lita nodded, however, no one on the face of this earth would be willing to be far away from their own children. "Yes. Mama also likes this boy. His son is no neko-neko. Not fussy like other children who are not slumped. Always depend on your mother. If this Caca, no. It looks from the orok, calm, the herd, not a very nervous one. Now left his mommy go aja he does not nyariin, loh. Not like the daddy first," recalls Lita. His memory suddenly spun to 30 years ago. Chandra Chandira Chandira's age.

"What's the daddy first, Ma?" The already curious Litania started to stare at Lita, seriously.

"Wah .. his daddy used to be not kelulungan. My mom can't go anywhere. Can't say anything, just can't do anything but nemenin him. Must take care of him. Mom went to the bathroom and cried. Imagine the trouble Mama used to have. She doesn't want baby sitters. Ilfil is like a stranger. His father likes to be jealous. Feeling in the duodet number."

"That's real, Ma?" Laughing loudly, Litania could not imagine how effective Chandra was as a child.

"Ih really. Once, when we were playing the horses again. That kid open the door keeps worrying about us."

Whats! Litania's eyes widened. Laughter disappeared.

"Darling how shameful, how evil Mama was as papa at that time. Fortunately, Chandra was only 3 years old. So yes ... does not imprint on his memory. Try if it's a little gedean. Want to be put where Mama's face, Litan," Lita explained without hesitation. Her lips are a little interested. Shame, definitely. But how else. The memories remain. "So, my mother's advice to you. Before the prick ritual, the door must be locked first. Don't forget. Not funny is fitting again pampered sighs so immediately unplug it. Not good."

"Mahaha ...."

Litania couldn't help but laugh. Let me say, insolent. Yes, because it can not be pretentious anymore. Her mother-in-law was something. His blabaknya already rich seblak, really mantul.

Jeez Mama! Dikira satay maen stabs, Inner Litania while smiling shyly, info from the mother-in-law quite useful. It can be used to seduce her husband later. Suddenly his jail attitude began to stick out. Kepo attacked, wanting to extract further information from Chandra's habits that he never knew.

"Continue, Ma. Continue again." Litania even faced Lita with a still cross-legged position.

Lita smiled for a moment. The enthusiastic face of the daughter-in-law makes her more eager to tell old memories. "One more time, the boy had a strange habit. He was up to the age of 5 years like to carry around hugging his mother, loh. If he doesn't hug you, he won't sleep. Weird, right?" remember Lita again as she chuckles. "It's a good thing for your own child, try if the neighbor's child, surely Mama has already taken a break. So he's ashes."