
Iyan was envious when the older brother told him about being visited by his late father in a dream. He also wants to meet his father. He misses his father.
Iyan was still talking about the orders of the brother to buy a testpack. He tried to think. What is the strangeness of his wife included in the characteristics of women who are pregnant young? Iyan immediately found out about it in the search engine. His eyes widened and his body stiffened slightly.
"If it's true ... What about Chagiya?" Iyan was worried about his wife. Not ready the wife made him afraid that later Beeya's pregnancy will affect the fetus in the stomach as well as his psychic condition.
Iyan started checking his room cctv connected to a cell phone. The wife was engrossed in the fall and next to her was a squeeze of orange ice as well as young mango plus sambal rujak without chili, but with a lot of Javanese acid. That's what Beeya likes now. Iyan massaged the base of his dizzy nose.
"What should I do?"
Iyan put his body in his seat of greatness. Trying to close his eyes for a moment.
"Humans can only plan, but God determines."
A voice Iyan knew. The voice Iyan missed. Slowly Iyan's eyes opened and the father was already smiling at him. Rion Juanda was wearing all-white clothes with black hair.
"Dad!" Iyan hugged his father's body. The one who misses me every day.
"It's time, Yan." The father's words made Iyan loosen his arms and look at Rion Juanda's very handsome face.
"That gift you cannot refuse. It will be the perfecter of your household."
"What do you mean, Dad?" Iyan really doesn't understand.
Rion pulled out Iyan's palm. He gave me five blue and pink pebbles.
"What is this, Dad?" Rion simply smiled and gently rubbed the son's shoulders.
"Something will be a valuable asset to you and your wife. Savings of the world and your hereafter."
Iyan still doesn't understand. He looked at his father's face and Rion immediately embraced Iyan's body.
"Don't worry about your wife. He's healed enough and you're with him, supporting him he'll be fine and he'll be happy." Rion said as he gently rubbed Iyan's back.
"Listen, son." Rion loosened his embrace. He looked towards the youngest son. "Many are waiting for happiness from you." Rion said very seriously.
"As long as you can make them happy, give them that happiness. Surely your life will also be filled with immeasurable happiness."
The beautiful dream had to end when the sound of the cry of a child was heard. Iyan opened his eyes and there was already a beautiful niece there.
"Sleeping rich buabi. Snoring." The boy nagged. Iyan laughed instead.
"Who's here?" Iyan approached his nephew and aligned himself with Ghea.
"Send Mr. Joe."
"Did you tell Mommy?" Ghea nodded.
"So, Adek to Daddy's room. Can't come in he said Daddy again meeting." Ghea explained. "Then, Adek to Om's room and can enter the same Aunt in front." Iyan gently rubbed Ghea's hair. She loves children, especially girls.
Iyan works with Ghea at the end of the afternoon. The boy continued to babble, but did not make Iyan uncomfortable. He even likes.
"Old daddy, yeah." Ghea was complaining.
"What do you think of Daddy?" Ghea was still playing the iPad she was carrying.
"Daddy promises to take Adek to buy toys, but until this hour Daddy has not come out." Ghea's grim face was clearly visible.
"Buy the same Om and Auntie Centil want?" Iyan's offer made Ghea scream quickly.
"You!"
"But there are conditions." Both of Ghea's eyebrows were bent.
"What?" ask the boy innocently.
"She's nginep at home Om." Ghea weighed for a moment. He soon nodded too.
Iyan wanted to surprise his wife by bringing Ghea along. Who knows, his wife will be happier because there are friends. Earlier, she told her sister-in-law that Ghea she had brought her home. He also asked permission first for his brother.
"Tomorrow Adek picked up Mr. Joe at Om's house." Riana said to Ghea. The princess just nodded.
"Don't be naughty. Don't make Auntie's little angry." Ghea thought for a moment. Her eyes glanced to the right and to the left with an adorable face.
The first son approached Iyan, his sister and also the mother with an iPad in hand.
"Mas, would you like to come too?" Iyan asked his handsome boyfriends.
"Relieve it!" the answer is very sloppy. "Whose Mas was persecuted there with Aunt Centil bin recek."
Iyan and Riana laughed. The more mature Gavin Agha Wiguna is the more similar to his father. His mouth is judes and venomous. Cold over ice cubes and not much to say.
"Why did you look like your Daddy?" Iyan astonished himself. When Gavin was little, he was adorable. And now he's turned into a shitty kid.
"A really big ketiplex," added Riana.
"It's not that you don't want to stay at Om's house" Ghea said. "He wants a chatan with a girl." Ghea turns fiercely on Gavin.
"What the hell, Dek?" Gavin began to get annoyed with the words of his sister.
"My, check out Mas's phone. Lots of chat from girls. Just tell Daddy." Ghea was jealous of her sister with a message from her sister.
Riana was already staring intently at Gavin. His son nodded slowly.
"Those who chat Mas first. I rarely bales." Gavin was honest.
Iyan shook his head at Ghea and Gavin's behavior. These two nieces of his are like a courtship man. Equally possessive. Ghea continued to nyerocos like there was no brake making Iyan hold Ghea and bring her into the car.
"Oh, Om mah!" Ghea looks really upset. "Sad hasn't finished madamin Mas." Iyan was laughing.
"Don't get scolded. Poor the Mas." Ghea instead bent her face and made Iyan even more anxious. He pinched Ghea's cheek.
Just about to start the car engine, the brother contacted him. Iyan saw no brother on the porch of his house.
"Yes, Brother."
"Take money for Adek. Sister Ri forgot to give thanks." Iyan just clucked in annoyance
"No need, brother. Kayak to who. Ghea Iyan's nephew. Time is counting."
The car drove to Iyan and Beeya's house. He did not tell Beeya that Ghea was coming. When he entered the house, it was quiet. Iyan took Ghea upstairs. He checked what his wife was doing. It turns out that the wife is lying down.
Beeya's eyes were fixed on the sound of the door opening. He smiled at Iyan. However, when I saw behind me Iyan there was Ghea Beeya instead shouting happily.
"Grandfather!"
Beeya ran and hugged Ghea's body. The niece looks very happy to meet Beeya.
"Tante Centil, ajarin Adek PR mathematics, yes." Beeya was also flabbergasted. "Say Mommy Aunty Centil is very smart mathematics."
"Pinter from which, the mathematics of the cave can be at most two or three. High-class nyindir Kak Ri," Beeya scolded in her heart.
"Tante centil," call Ghea again.
"Tante mah can only add-ups and multiplication, Dek. Can't be reduced and divided."
"Well?" Ghea and Iyan asked compactly.
"Yes dong, the aunt only knows Aunt's money plus not reduced. Also Auntie's money multiplied not divided."
Iyan glanced at Beeya in annoyance while Ghea scratched her non-itchy head.
"Wis angel!!" erang Iyan's. Beeya laughed.
"Kok Om call Adek's friend's name anyway." Now, the couple fell silent.
"Yes, Adek's friend has angel's name but he's called Enjel." Beeya laughed while Iyan was already staring at the two women in front of him with a tired look.
"Sister Ri, this is why his son looks so much like Iyan's wife!"
...***To Be Continue***...
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