The Cool Handsome Duda

Chapter 123

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One week later....

Exactly one week after Kenzi's 5th birthday, it does not feel that the 7-month-old child has not understood anything, now he wants 5 years.

It felt like just yesterday, Kania fondled Kenzi who was very small at that time, and invited him to play, and taught him how to walk, talk, talk, and hugging her accompanies her to sleep when Kenzi is not feeling well.

Kania was the first person to know Kenzi's growth from a puffy toddler, and grew up to be a very smart child with his bakpao cheeks, and access is still a little slurred.

At the age of 5 years, Kenzi has been attending Kindergarten A, because the age of 4 years ago Kenzi has entered school.

Even though it is still the stage of knowing the word school, letters, numbers, and new friends.

Kenzi is a hyperactive child, not ashamed to be friends with anyone, and many friends because Kenzi is not a picky person in making friends, as long as the good is not nosy to him.

The days of Yudha, and Kania, were full of happiness, clearly on the faces of the newlyweds. Who had just started a new life, his laughter had always been the colour of his household.

Especially with his funny behavior Kenzi became a separate color for households who had just stepped on corn for a lifetime.

"In the meantime Kenzi wants 5 years, would you like to ask for a diayain no dear?" ask his Daddy with his hands outstretched to caress his hair mane.

"Enzi au di layain! ental Enzi to en-eman addy!" Kenzi exclaimed with his excited face, with his daddy mentioning the word birthday.

"Where are we going to get rid of Kenzi, baby?" asked the mother who had just come from the kitchen to bring a tray of drinks, and snacks.

"Have been in ana! Enzi itut!" Kenzi said, smiling thinly with her mother, who was walking towards her husband, and her son.

"Kenzi don't want to be in a hotel with Daddy?" ask his Daddy by offering his son's birthday at his Pradipta Hotel.

"Enzi itut daddy, and unda!" Called Kenzi who asked to sit on the lap of his mother, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"Yeahhh at Daddy's hotel, Enzi's enthal is legal, okay?" ask Kenzi who asked for his Daddy's approval, and his mother by taking turns to look at him.

"May darling!" The two ruffled Kenzi's hair, and laughed along with the child, and wife.

Monday, a very lazy day to move from his bed just as Yudha was hard to wake up.

Yudha even close his body, to embrace his wife who seemed not disturbed at all, with the act of mischievous hands.

Her husband went inside his blanket, and buried his face in his wife's chest in search of warmth. His hands that do not stay still, always play something that always makes you addicted, and ask for it again, and again.

"Akh...."

The sound of his wife's sigh raises something, which always makes him wake up when close to his wife.

Sometimes Yudha did not think, he could always ask for rations to serve his wife, but in the past the same time his late wife.his desire is not as passionate as with his current wife.

"Whether married to a young leaf, whose age is still below it, or because of his long desire to fast."

Yudha shook her head to see his perverted behavior, seeing his beautiful wife who fell asleep in his arms after morning exercise.

H-2 towards his son's birthday, the three of them went to the boutique for clothes fittings to be worn at his son's birthday event.

Families from Semarang also came to Jakarta, to attend Kenzi's 5th birthday which has been considered his own grandson or his biological grandson.

His personal chauffeur, hired by Yudha, was for his wife and children. Was picking up to the Station, picking up Kania's family from Semarang.

Dara Kania's sister took pakde, her budenya who came from Semarang, specifically for her grandson Kenzi Pradipta.

The journey on the way is not much time consuming, because this afternoon the streets are very quiet, unlike usual who always stuck.

"Sir, bude!" Dara shouted while waving her hand, towards her the two of them who were carrying a bag that looked very heavy.

In the car the three of them chatted, pakde, budenya talked about the harvest, and Dara talked about her school.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Greet the three of them with a greeting.

"Getishalam." Answer the three of them who were sitting, in the living room Yudha as a wife's backrest, and his son who looked exhausted from the event fiting clothes.

"Sir, bude! how are you?" tanya Kania shook her hands one by one, and kissed the backs of her hands with respect alternately the three of them.

"Please sit down Pakde, bude!" Said Kania who had sat back, after giving up longing with his family who live in Semarang.

"Siti Bik!" kania said to call her aunt, who was busy in the garden behind her husband's house.

"Yes non Kania...Uh wrong Kania!" Uupss bik Siti immediately smothers her mouth, so as not to miss talking.

Kania has already opened her eyes, to protest to her aunt, due to the pronunciation of her aunt, who has been considered Kania like her own mother.

"Sir! have you filled it yet?" asked Budenya who stroked his stomach cania.

"Coupled unda! is there a baby grandpa, Grandma?" asked Kenzi who noticed her grandmother's hand movements, in the belly of her mother who looked a little filled.

"Bude yet!" sahut Kania answered her budenya question, about her pregnancy which is still corn-sized.

"Not baby! doain mother yes!" Reply Kania stroked the top of her son's head.

"Surely unda!"

Yudha replied with a smile "Please begging us more effort, Mas kangen your sigh voice called "akh Mas" He whispered Yudha right next to his wife.

Kania pinches her husband's belly "Aakhhh sick dear!" Said Yudha who was in pain due to the deadly pinch of his wife.

"Racaine! speaking no-no in front of pakde, bude, and his son."

Kania threw a sofa pillow, right on the face of her husband who had wanted to avoid, from the tantrums of his wife.Fear later tonight can not ration or sleep outside.

After chatting at length, Kania escorted her aunt to rest in the guest room on the lower floor.

Kania again sat down beside her husband, with her son who had started to have my eyes glazed over, and was sleepy. Though it is still afternoon, not usually his son sleeps at hours like this.

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