The Sweetest Feeling's

Ballad Telon Oil

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Regan was standing next to the car when Nania suddenly asked to stop. Then he came out and vomited his entrails in a sidewalk gutter.

"I forgot to ask you to use telon oil." The woman rubbed her wet mouth after downing the drinking water Regan gave her.

"What?"

"The perfume you wear makes me nauseous. Hueeek, hueeekk …." He vomited again.

Nania then sat in the back seat with her door open.

"That's a big deal, my God! I think I keep on?" he complained, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead.

"I have to what? The distance to the house is still a long way away, and you will definitely keep doing this?" The man asked.

"Buyin gih telon oil, who knows meningan." said Nania.

Then Regan looked around and his gaze stopped when he saw the sign of a mini market at a distance of about fifty meters from where they were.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to the mini market over there?" point it out, and he's almost gone.

"Regan, wait!" But Nania got up soon and she followed him.

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His bag is really full. In addition to being filled with chocolate that he would share with the children he used to meet along the way home, but some baby care needs were also there.

Shampoo with soap, telon oil of course, hair lotion and body lotion as well as baby cologne, plus baby powder that he found among the objects. Makes his heart really excited.

Regan shook her head, and she couldn't believe it if she didn't see it for herself.

"Not sane!" he murmured in the heart.

Of course this feels weird. Seeing the behavior of pregnant women for the first time that he had only heard from people's stories.

"Wait!" Nania stopped him when they almost got in the car.

"Is there anything less?" Regan turned. "Oh, haven't bought milk tea yet?" he said, and he's almost back.

"No. I don't drink milk tea anymore. I bought some juice" said Nania..

"Then what?"

"Wear this first, let's not smell perfume." Nania pulled the baby-figured bottle of telon oil out of the crackle bag that Regan was about to put in the car.

"What?" The man of course reacted.

"Did I say I'm nauseous that nyoum smells of perfume, right?"

"But I'll take the car in front and you'll sit in the back. It doesn't seem like it's going to have any effect?"

"Tetep aja perfume you kiss is not good!" Nania persisted. 

Then he opened the lid on the bottle, and he put it in his hand. Then put it on Regan's shoulder.

"Hey, what the fuck, Nania? Don't do this!!" The man tried to shake him.

"Well, it smells good!!" Nania laughs.

"Whatis that? What if someone sees and reports it to Mr. Daryl? You could die!!" Regan retreated and sniffed at the suit she was wearing, which now smelled of a baby.

"No will. Are you the one who usually watches over me? So no one can report, right?" Nania answered.

"You don't know. In Nikolai Group anyone can be a spy, and anything can be reported."

"Yes just say if I tell you to use telon oil again. What's the trouble anyway?"

Regan tidied up her clothes.

"Udah, hurry home. And this is for you. Wear it if you want to pick me up?" Nania gave her a bottle of telon oil before she finally got into the car.

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"I told you, he goes to school around here." Hendrik returned after asking the security guard.

"And didn't I say that we didn't have to bother Nania anymore? Just leave him with his life now." said Mirna and they continued their steps.

"I didn't tell you to bother him, but ask him for help so we don't get this hard!"

"Stay with it."

"Look!" The man stopped and then blocked Mirna's arm. "Just do what you used to do so we can get out of this predicament. I'm sure your daughter is willing to give us a little help" he said.

"How do I do it? Just getting into that big house feels like I'm going to die. There are many cctv and security guards. You think it's easy to get close to him now? Meeting him outside is impossible. Because if she's not with her husband, there's a bodyguard who takes her wherever she goes. " Mirna answered.

"That's your business! Think of a way for him and them to trust you so that they can let you get closer!" Hendrik jerked his hand.

And the woman rubbed her painful scars.

"Now fast to work, I have trouble asking for a job for you to my friend. So don't try to stop again! You're not the queen!" he said, and he encouraged Mirna to continue their steps.

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"That one, Pih. I think it's mateng?" Nania pointed to the dragon fruit tree beside her house which was bearing much fruit.

Some of them have even been flushed, indicating that the level of maturity is perfect.

"Ah, that's very high. Looks like you should ask the security guard for help? The gardener's gone home this afternoon?" Satria looked at her watch.

"Oh .. yes too. It's not possible that Papi climbed into the mango tree so he could take the fruit." Nania laughs.

The dragon fruit tree has indeed crept up to the surrounding trees, and made the place like a paradise for other plants.

"No way, Papi can't climb up into a tree. But if only Rania could." replied Satria who sent a message to the security guards to help her.

"Sister Rania?"

"Yes. It used to be that if he came here and saw any fruit on the tree he would have climbed up by himself to pick it up." The man laughed softly.

"What time?"

"Yes. Just try it later if he sees the mangoes ripe, surely will not be patient to take it directly from the tree." He pointed at the mango tree which was also fruiting.

"Now the mango is still young huh Pih?" Nania looked at the fruit, and felt her saliva almost drip when imagining how sour and fresh it tasted.

"Yes. In the past if cravings, your mama likes young mango juice. Not imagined what acid like?" Satria shuddered to remember those times.

"People cravings are weird, huh Pih? The time of want is not face. Is that mom, too?"

"Mmm .. which Papi remembers Mama cravings just plain. They even tend to be easy to get. Like this young mango. The average can be bought in the market. That's hard, Papi."

"What's difficult?" Nania turned to look at her father-in-law.

"The fire also vomits when it smells of perfume. Only if it's near your mama is Papi okay."

"Then so?"

"Ah you wouldn't believe that Papi made Arfan order all the employees in the office to use the same perfume as your mama."

Nania laughs.

"Pregnant Kak Dim so?"

"Darren and Daryl too. Your mama's fine, but Papi's tormented."

"A really romantic? Pregnant wife cravings husband." The son-in-law laughed again.

"What's romantic?" Daryl appeared suddenly.

"Eh .. That, Papi's pregnant mama is vomiting. Romantic yet?" The father-in-law and son-in-law looked at each other at the same time.

"Romantic what? That's weird." The man approached.

"Romantics know? It's gotong royong." Nania answered.

"Why are you home?" Then he approached at the same time the security guard who plucked the dragon fruit for him came down and managed to bring some of his favorite fruit.

"Well, it's late afternoon? Should I keep going overtime, right?" Daryl answered.

"No, if you can, don't keep going overtime."

"Can't be determined."

Nania smiled.

"You're harvesting fruit?" Daryl stared at the dragon fruit given by their security guard.

"Yes, this one is dead, baby. If that was papi petik is still a bit clumsy. But it's good too, there's such things."

"Since when did Papi pick up dragon fruit?" The son laughed.

"Since your wife got pregnant. When again?" Satria returns to her seat on the porch of Daryl's house when Sofia shows up carrying food and drinks.

"For the sake of grandchildren?"

"Yes what else?" answer the father.

"Have a lot of dragon?" Sofia was sitting on an empty chair next to her husband.

"Lots, there's stock for a week." Nania showed me the basket filled with her favorite fruit that she had just gotten.

"Good then. Good thing we didn't cut that down, did we?"

"Eh, the feeling this morning you put on a shirt? How do you wear a shirt now? Where's your shirt going?" Nania realized that.

"Eee .. I .. was …"

Then Nania sniffed her body. "You've just had a shower too? How does his telon smell like a brand new one?" She touched her husband's neat-looking hair and got a little wet.

Daryl was still wearing the suit and pants he wore this morning. But the shirt has changed with the shirt. Before going home he did take a shower first to remove the traces of perfume and equipment he wore, then replace it with baby equipment that Dinna bought for him. Then he went back to wearing the clothes he was wearing this morning.

"You shower at the office?" ask Nania again.

"Umm... Last time there was a meeting something happened, so I had to change clothes right? I mean change shirts." 

"What's going on?" The mother also asked.

"Eeee ... spilled food?" answer, origin.

"Wouldn't spill?"

"Yes, we had lunch and the soup spilled over my shirt, so. Hehe." He tried to explain.

"Ooo ... Do you keep taking that shower?"

"Yes, you know, the soup sauce feels sticky."

"Ohh .. Where did you get your telon oil from?" Nania asked again.

"I told Dinna to buy it. I was going to wear perfume again, but remember you must be vomiting when you smell it?" 

"That's really sweet?" Then Nania slid into his arms. She tightly embraced the man's body which was so baby-scented as she liked.

"Hm …." Daryl breathed a little.

Good idea too, Dinna. It's okay to bother a little as long as my world is safe. His mind and he smiled.

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"But, where did the kids go yesterday?" Rania approached her husband who was in the middle room.

"Not anywhere, just at home. Sometimes with Papi or at Daryl's house. Why?" Dimitri took off his reading glasses and turned his attention away from the book he was reading.

"I thought maybe the kids were taken for a walk or to the waterboom, was that it?" 

"Waterboom?"

Rania nodded her head.

"No, just at home. Two days ago they were more with Nania. What the hell is it?" Dimitri closed his reading book.

The woman did not immediately answer, but instead turned to her two children who were engrossed with her toys on the carpet.

"What did you do yesterday?" He immediately asked.

"Nginep in Opa's house." Anya answered.

"I mean Mommy, what are you doing at Opa's house?"

"Nothing. Just bobok, eat, keep playing with Aunt Nna."

"Not playing with your gear, are you? That's Mommy's new change." asked Rania again.

"No. I'll take a bath with Aunt Nna. Confined, combed, in telonin .. Zen also."

"Oh, like a baby?"

"No, Om Der's people are the same." Zenya.

"What?" Rania squeaking.

"Om Der also made telon. Wangiiiiiiiiiii yesterday." Anya explained to her mother.

"Times?"

"Suwer." Anya raised both her fingers.

Rania then saw the contents of her children's equipment pouch whose contents were reduced very much, especially the telon oil.

"Well, did he use it?" he murmured, who attached his back to the back of the sofa.

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