The Girl Who Shared Belongs to Mr. Zola

Wes Angell

The clock shows at 10 p.m. Time to go home, school. Arrahma held his son's hand. Heading for the car, but Bao did not want to move from there.

“Why Dear?” tanya Arrahma looked at her son.

“Bao wants to go to Kannntol Popy! Bao to play with Popy!” his answer. With a cute face.

“Kan, yesterday already! Now we go home! Bao should rest!” Arrahma crouched down in front of her son.

“Popy-popy-popy!” He spoke quickly, he nodded unwillingly.

Arrahma sighed heavily, having to be patient.

“Honey! Today Popy, checking the factory! That means no one in the office!” clearly soft.

Bao was crying, this morning. He fell asleep after dawn, which made him. Didn't feed Mowelle with her father. Though qulity time in the morning with the father is to feed Mowelle and train Mowelle to talk, eh no. Meaning twittering.

Seeing her son crying and screaming. Arrahma raised Bao's body.

“Popy hiks!” Arrahma wiped his son's tears. The girl walked towards the parking lot.

“Cup! The cup! We'll video call Popy! Okay?” his consolation, which was approved by his son. Arrahma got into the car. Asking civilians to immediately drive forward his car. And send a message to her husband. A minute later, his phone rang.

Husband called.

“Halo! Bao you miss Popy?” zola waved her hand at her son. The man was in the car too.

Bao nodded.

“Popy! When poang?” tanya leaned against his wife's body.

“Emmmm, maybe later tonight dear! Bao, what did the teacher teach today!” Having children makes half the time for a wife less. But either way, the couple can steal the time to make out. Without interference.

“Sanyi! How's Mommy?” Looking up into his mother's eyes.

“If you like, heart clap!” lure Arrahma, and the boy immediately replied. Making Zola smile, with Bao's memory pretty good.

The boy was operating a toy car. With the remote control in his hand. Bao always stared at the main door. His father did not come, but it was already night. He's sleepy too.

“Mommy! Popy tenapa not yet pour?” he walked towards the kitchen. Her mother was washing dishes.

Arrahma looked at his son. “Before a minute Darling!”

“Sebental-sebetal again transparent! Dali was!” his protest. Because her mother always said no more, baby.

“I'm a sleepy esuda! But Poppy ndak puang juggak!” he rubbed his eyes high 5 watches.

“Ya has Bao sleeping first, later if Popy comes home! Mommy wakein!” she gave milk to her son. The boy went straight into the room. Still one scope with his parents' room. But he woke up his own room, the entrance to Bao's room. It's in his parents' room. If Bao cries Arrahma can go straight to his son. Without having to leave the room.

At nine o'clock Zola had just returned home, the man sitting on the sofa while removing his tie.

“Bao is asleep?” zola asked as his wife approached while carrying warm tea.

“Hemmm!”

“Rahma! What Bao sang, try a little reff!”

Arrahma frowned, there was a wind what her husband wanted to sing children's songs.

“Lupa!” ketus answer.

“Long!” Zola pinched his wife's cheek.

“Emang why?”

“You want me cover!” the answer was full of confidence, and a mischievous smile.

“Kalau—“ Zola immediately cut. He already remembered. The man cupped his wife's face. And start covering songs.

“If you like wife, kiss cheek!” Zola kissed Arrahma's cheek.

“If you like a wife, let's do it! If you like wife kiss cheek!” The man kissed his wife's cheek back and forth. Which makes Arrahma laugh amused.

“Then you like wife kiss forehead!” Back to give kiss on the forehead. A total of 3X chants.

“If you like wife, kiss lips! If you like wives, let's do it! If you like wife kiss lips!”

“If you like a wife let's do it! If you like wife do everything!” First Zola kissed both cheeks of his wife, continued to the forehead ending with a different mouth wash.

“Seneweng!” said Arrahma, who misbehaved.

“You sung again?” Zola Goda.

“Not like a kid!” grutu Arrahma's.

“But you like right?” Zola blinked one eye.

“Geli yes!”

“If you like your husband, ask him to make love in..”, said Zola who got a pillow throw.

“Aa!” arrahma screams as her husband lifts his body.

“No carrying to the bathroom! Delicious to? Mantep to?” Zola said that made Arrahma smother his mouth.

“Do not cover songs carelessly!”

Zola chuckles amusedly.

TBC...

Imagine if Bao had heard, he would have followed. Especially when the teacher told him to sing in front . Sure .... sure ... his mother was embarrassed. Because the song is only special to seneweng like Zola.

Well tomorrow Bao, if the teacher teaches singing don't tell Popy he's afraid of crashing.

Wes Angell....