The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Mediator

"Safan, you know, we have a new neighbor. They just moved this afternoon" said Dafin, sitting on the side of the bed and lying down. While the eyes, focused on the screen of the phone in hand. He was watching his favorite cartoon, Boboiboy.

However, Dafan did not respond. His fingers are so deft to write kada for the word that is in the fairy tale book Sang Kancil.

Feeling neglected, Dafin continued, "They have a cat. Thick fur. It's gray."

Successfully, Dafin's speech successfully made Dafan stop the activity. His smile was enthusiastically drawn. He likes cats so much. It's just that the father is allergic to the furry and cute animal. As a result, his desire to keep a cat was never approved.

"Sure, you're not lying, are you?" ask Dafan.

"Yes, no, I was. I saw for myself, really," replied Dafin with confidence. While the eyes are still faithful staring at the phone screen.

"If so tomorrow you have permission from your mother. I want to see the cat."

Dafin. He put his phone down and sat back down. "You want to see, why did I ask permission?"

"Yes because you're a sister."

"Distract, everywhere you go first."

"That's different. We are also in a different situation." Dafan won't lose.

"How different?" tanya Dafin did not accept.

"You're the one who knows, so you're the one who's responsible."

"I mean, that's it."

"It's your risk." Sounds authoritarian until Dafin can only resign himself to agree to Dafan's request.

"What risk?" ask Litania who turned out to be behind them.

Twin D is silent. Their eyes were round, shocked.

"What are you talking about? The cake is serious." Litania sat down on the side of the bed. His eyes scanned the child's face in turn. "Let's tell me, Mommy wants to hear what you're talking about."

"Nothing, Bun," Dafin replied quickly.

Litania's eyes were directed at the firstborn who was sitting in the study chair. "Tell me Dafin?" tanyanya interrogate.

Dafan was silent, but the desire to meet a cat left his mouth slightly open. He also said softly, "Actually we both want to maen to the house next door neighbor, Bun. New neighbor."

"We? You just once, I'm a goddamn ogah," said Dafin. Opportunity cannot be wasted. There's the mother there. So there was no way Dafan would scold him.

"St! Okay, don't fight. It's night." Now."

Dafin threw away his face. He picked up his phone again and continued the spectacle. While Dafan, stared timidly at Litania.

"Where, Mother? Can't you?

"Where's what?" Litania was confused. Suddenly they forgot what they were talking about.

"I-it ... tomorrow I can play next door? Dafin said they were miara cats."

"Oo that's all." Litania. "Why didn't you say it from the beginning? This uses the same face-to-face show of all anger. Mother does not understand."

"Can, yeah, Bun?" ask Dafan again.

"Yes, can. As good neighbors, we should also welcome the arrival of new people. Doing good to the neighbors is commendable. If there's anything about us, who else would be a nolonger if not a neighbor."

Duh! Litania's nose kempis held back laughter. Suddenly he felt like a motivator, and strangely the handsome duo always complied. They do not know, the behavior of the mother is similar to Tarzan in the metropolitan era. Speech and behavior contradictory.

"Thank you, Mother," Dafan added. His face was bright, happy. While Dafin, it doesn't matter.

"Yes, tomorrow we'll both go there." Litania got out of bed and closed the book that Dafin had written. He led her up to the top bed. A two-story bed with Dafin lying underneath.

"Now you go to sleep. It's night. And you." Now Litania's eyes were fixed on Dafin. "The gadget is here," continued Litania while bending all four knuckles simultaneously.

"But, Bun, take it, soon finish the movie," whined Dafin.

However, Litania's eyes narrowed with a head bobbin following. He forcibly took the flat object Dafin was holding and put it in his pajama pocket. "It's night now. And one more. From now on allotment watch you a day 2 hours Mother lessin. So a day can only be an hour."

Dafin glares. He sat back with a face almost crying. "What's that?"

"Yes because soon you're in kindergarten. So you have to learn and get along with other children. Don't look at HP mulu."

"But, Bun—"

"No Protest."

Litania passed. Leaving behind Dafin whose face would soon cry. Actually not heart, it's just all for the sake of the brilliant future of the baby.

"Sorry Mother. All for good," he murmured softly as he stepped out of the room.

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