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"I think we used to be one body deh, eh ... what the hell is his name? Reincarnation, do you believe? Maybe we had a bond. We were the same as before." Rania took a sip of her capucino color which was specially made by Nania.

They sat on the sofa while the children rolled out a carpet in front of the television, with some toys. And three teenagers nearby were engrossed in playing gadgets.

"No idea, maybe so." Nania answered.

"Original, from food we like the same. Just maybe you like cooking, while I'm automotive. What a difference is that?" The 28-year-old laughed.

"You're quiet, and I talk a lot. Fits right? Or am I talking too much?"

"Not really. Actually, I also talk a lot if you interact often. It might just be a little awkward."

"Hm …."

"Sometimes I'm afraid to make people feel weird that I'm too familiar. Maybe actually they don't like me, but pretend to like it for fear of making me bad." said Nania.

"Dih ... If not offend people why do they not like? You're good, sweet too. Is there a time when no one likes it? If anyone is blind. Where to cook again, duuuuhhh." Rania patted the back of her sister-in-law's wife.

Mother Bang Sandi never liked me. Inner Nania.

"I yes, children want seven new years can oseng kangkung. That too, if not salty, yes sweetness." Rania laughs.

"The cooking is dizzy. Must be ngafalin salt, same msg flavoring. Broth powder, pepper equal coriander. The most difficult of it, bedain ginger is the same as galangal. All I memorized was the same chilli because it was different."

"Well .. time?"

"Original. Fortunately my husband has a lot of money, so can rent ART to cook the same clean house."

"Hm …."

"The worse here the more lazy to learn, plus the papi children never dizzy with the same problem. He ate something that Leni had prepared, or if Bosen was here." Rania laughed again.

"And fortunately also have in-laws not bring home. Who does not demand his daughter-in-law should be able to do many things. You know I can't do anything but take the bike?"

"So long ago, didn't you study?" Nania curious.

"Eits, don't get me wrong. Studying was hard until it was often plagiarized with Papa. But it's hard."

"Mommy can't cook too?"

"Oo, if Mama's the master. Eleven twelve are you."

"Can't that be it?"

"Hu'um, weird. Maybe because I'm mostly the same Papa. Everyday raised in the workshop, mainin screwdriver is the same key English while really machine if Mama lectures."

"Duh?"

"In fact, Mama's cooking talent went down to Rega."

"Rome?"

"My brother's a guy."

"I thought Regan? Is the name the same, right? Haha …."

"Who's regan?"

"All Daryl. Sometimes I'm my driver too."

"Okay, that's a title?"

"The Dudul?"

"Galun, Nna."

"Oh, I forgot it was Mr. Galang."

"Don't you, Mr Galang? Is he now your son?" Rania reminded.

While Nania laughed out loud considering this rather complicated family relationship.

"Hadeh, .. ni mama Sama Papi still not up to what?" Rania glanced at the wall clock. It's almost ten in the evening but her in-laws don't arrive.

"It seems not yet? If someone tells you." Nania looked at her big house-in-law whose all the outside lights were on.

"Hu 'um. Long time too, huh?  Even if I'm the one who flies, it feels flat."

"Mommy, I'm sleepy." Zenya moved from the toy that he and Anya had messed in the middle of the house.

"Zen want to bust?" Nania asked.

"Hu'um."

"Me too's. My stomach's full of sleepiness."

Nania laughed then glanced at some containers filled with almost empty food.

"The finished cilok made by Aunt Nna is delicious." The boy answered.

"Well, we're going to Oma's house? Mommy calls Papi for a minute." Rania pulled the boy into her lap.

"Body?" Rania slightly raised her voice.

"Yes?" Dimitri immediately emerged from the back porch after talking to his sister.

"Zen's sleepy." Rania rubbed her son's head.

"You want to go to Oma's house? Come on!" The man reached out his hand to grab the child.

"Nooo! Just want to be here." But Zenya refused.

"Mending at Oma's house, let's be good?" talk to Rania with her two children.

"Nooo …." But they shake their heads.

"The room above has no bed, Zen. So maybe the booboknya here." said Nania, and Zenya nodded.

"But I don't have a floor mattress, brother. Not thinking of buying." Nania chuckled a little.

"We have officers bring him here?" Dimitri replied, then he made a call with his cell phone.

And before long, four air mattresses were brought from the big house. That is enough to accommodate two adults, three teenagers, and two small children. So that the room turned into a place to stay that night.

"It's all right? Then I sleep too? Want to wait for papi with mama also like it's still a long time coming." Nania looked at their sister-in-law and niece who were already preparing for bed.

Rania nodded.

"I'm staying upstairs, right?" Then he and Daryl went to their room on the second floor.

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"Mama and Papi are likely to arrive in Jakarta at midnight." Daryl put his phone on the nightstand after reading some messages from Galang that reported about his parents' return from the Netherlands.

"Yes." Yeah." Nania got into bed and immediately slipped into the arms of her husband who was already lying down.

"Busy, today?" And Daryl immediately greeted her with a hug, then he rubbed her back gently so that it made her feel so comfortable.

Nania nodded her head, then she laughed softly.

"But it's because of a lot of people" he said.

"Hmm .. You make everyone happy with what you give. These food and hospitality, it's good to see their smile. Thank you for feeding my family today." The man rewarded her with a sweet kiss, and Nania countered no less sweetly.

"Now go to sleep, you must be tired?" The man pulled out the blanket and covered the bodies of the two of them who remained hugging.

Nania looked up and her forehead wrinkled.

"What?" And Daryl realized that.

"Tumbens?"

"Tumben what?"

"Aren't you asking me for a kelonin?"

Now that man is laughing.

"What don't want to?"

"Don't beg me, Malyshka!" Daryl warned.

"Seriously. Is there usually a mode? Not tonight?"

Daryl laughed again.

"I'm just trying to avoid distractions. You know, the niece down there could've suddenly knocked on the door again and messed up our show."

Nania laughed again remembering some of the events that made their hot struggle fail and ended in annoyance.

"My mood's good right now, and I don't want it to be damaged by one incident of lovemaking failure. Which will piss me off all day."

"All right then." Nania squeezed her husband's cheeks in a fit of anxiety, then she put her face back on the man's chest.

"What a shitty fuck, Daddy? Don't suddenly ask for midnight." She tightly hugged her husband's body, and in an instant Nania had closed her eyes. Followed by Daryl after turning off one of his sleep lights so that their room is not too bright.

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