The Disregarded Wife Charm
Old young man
Hans, baby and also Farah playing together in the park, finished giving milk to the baby, Farah patted the beautiful baby's back, Farah was really exactly like a young mother.
"baby, you're not thirsty, now we're singing so baby can bobo"
Farah began to sing, Farah really liked the song get the moon Mom, because she used to really want her mother to sing the song, unfortunately Farah could not hear the song sung by her mother.
Get me the moon, Mom
Get me the moon, Mom
Which shines in the sky
In the sky, the moon is bright
It reaches the stars
Get me the moon, Mom
To illuminate
My deep sleep
In the dark night
Get me the moon, Mom
Get me the moon, Mom
Which shines in the sky
In the sky, the moon is bright
It reaches the stars
Get me the moon, Mom
To illuminate
My deep sleep
In the dark night
Get me the moon, Mom
Get me the moon, Mom
Hans is very happy to see Farah singing but he also feels sadness in Farah's voice.
"for sure you miss your mother Farah" Inner Hans.
Farah who since the baby has been left dead by her mother can only see the figure of a grandmother who loved her so much.
"baby"
Hans and Farah talked to baby and joked with the little baby.
"so cute is the baby, whose name is it?" ask one of the people passing by.
"my name is baby omma" Farah replied to the middle-aged woman.
"you are very lucky to have a very beautiful wife and child" said the woman, Hans and Farah looked at each other.
"beautiful baby chest" the middle-aged woman waved her hand.
"huh, funny as he is, what is every woman and man who carries a little child he considers a husband and wife?" peekik Farah's.
"already, he did not know so do not need to be kehati" said Hans, but in his heart was very happy when he heard the woman's speech.
"she should have asked not the origin of the talk!" Farah was still upset.
Hans who saw that chuckled, for indeed he wished Farah to be his wife and they had a beautiful little daughter
"hi, waaah now a lot of young couples who like to go for a safe walk with their children, you are beautiful baby" chirp the man who was running casually and touch baby's chubby cheeks and then come back running again.
Farah is getting upset, everyone who thinks of her and Hans is a married couple.
Hans laughed at the annoyance on Farah's face.
"haiiish, why are they talking so casually, what do I need to write on the baby trolley if he's not my son?" swear Farah by blowing her bangs rough.
"if you do that then they will suspect that you have kidnapped a child" Hans said and again could not bear to hold back his curiosity.
"aaaah I'm upset!" Farah stomped her feet on the grass of her upset garden.
"all right, we'd better go home!" Farah stood up and she started pushing the baby trolley.
"let me just, later afraid your ranking will be upset, you push too fast the baby trolley" led Hans.
"iiish brother Hans!" Farah released her hand from the push of the trolley and they walked out of the park.
during the trip again all eyes were on the three of them and smiled occasionally.
"it's fun to be a young old man, still full of passion and young soul" said a man who was running around with the woman next to him.
"like we used to be" said the woman who allegedly was the man's wife.
Farah sped up her pace and almost left Hans who was pushing the baby trolley.
*****
"have you come home?" ask Michael
"hmmm" replied Farah.
"then where's baby?" ask her sister-in-law who doesn't see the trolley and baby.
"still walking in the back" cried Farah.
"behind? you mean how?" shouted Michael.
"baby with me, his aunt was upset with the words of the man in the garden made him leave us both" Hans said.
"what words upset you?" michale asked while taking over the baby trolley.
"she was upset that she was considered a baby parent and thought to be my wife" Hans replied.
Michael and his wife laughed at Hans' story.
