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Little brat.

"Truly women don't know manners" said Ilyas' mother with stifled emotions. Ilyas' mother stared at Ilyas and Jia's departure and then glanced at his daughter-in-law who was looking down, "Patience, huh? I hope she gets karma fast."

Nadya did not respond to anything. Perhaps, if Jia heard that she would return to take out her protest bombs. Ilyas' mother talked about manners while she herself did not read, whether it was polite even to someone under her. Civility is not measured by age limit, all humans must be their own manners whether it is old or young.

Jia does not like it when there is a child who reprimands the mistakes of parents but the old man always feels right. Though there is no harm in repairing and seeing the location of the faults in yourself.

"Mother would never agree that Ilyas would marry such a woman." Add it again while continuing the cooking show

Nadya feels agreed, if Ilyas is not with her then Ilyas should not be with anyone other than her.

"Yes, Mom. Kasian Mas Ilyas if you have a rich wife like that."

His mother Ilyas nodded, "Mom should find another wife for him."

"Don't, ma'am." Nadya quickly replied. The answer is like following smartly because of his speed.

"Why?" asked Ilyas' mother with a look of astonishment.

Nadya racked her brain looking for a reasonable reason, for some reason she would not be willing if Ilyas would marry another woman.

"Euh.. in my opinion, we should be able to separate Jia first with Ilyas, Mom."

"Yes, huh? Not about you being jealous? Remember, you're already the wife of her brother Ilyas so erase your feelings for Ilyas."

Like a fortune teller, Ilyas' mother instead spoke like that to Nadya.

"Yes, no, ma'am."

His mother Ilyas cleared his throat and was busy continuing to spice up his cooking.

"Later I'll introduce him to Daddy's son. There's his son Daddy's female boarding school owner, he's got a girl he said just graduated from college."

Nadya's heart feels ditching. Surely the girl will have a chance with Ilyas if Ilyas meets the girl plus if he can part with Jia.

"Don't you, Mom. I think Ilyas should be alone first. She must have taken some time for herself, so she's suddenly screwed over Jia's future rich wife."

"Hm.. Yes, he should have thought to himself first. Let's realize that she's been wrong to choose a wife."

Now Nadya's chest felt free because her father-in-law agreed to every speech she let out for Ilyas. At any rate, he should be able to hold Ilyas in contact with another girl. Somehow his feelings suddenly crowded considering Ilyas will be paired with other women besides himself.

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The cream-colored room was boisterous because of the carefree voice of a 3-year-old little boy. Jia felt like biting her puff cheek. His heart warmed up again, his son Mama Ilyas was like a medicine for Jia after Jia was stabbed by a needle alias speech is not wearing from the grandmother of this kingpin.

"Well, there are you. Ma'am can nitipin first Jela be with you? Ma'am wants to make him milk first."

Jia nodded with excitement, "By Ma'am. Biar Jia Jela. Will Jela play with sister?"

The short-haired puffer boy nodded with his cheekimya who went up and down.

Jeez, it feels like Jia's hands are itching to pinch the cheek of the bully but she has to hold back because there is a mother here. It's not good if you just pinch people's children. So we have to be quiet.

"Okay, if that's how you stay, huh?"

The mother left without closing the door. Because in this room there are Ilyas, Jia, and also Jela who is flickering staring at Jia.

The little boy moved closer towards Ilyas, draped his hand around Ilyas' neck and was noisy but still heard by Jia. Jia was envious to see that little hand freely touching Ilyas.

"Mas Asa, that's buta heu?" the little boy asked as his eyes glanced at Jia.

"Ateu Jia?" his repeat made Jia smile with anxiety.

Jia approached wanting to launch a mission to twist the cheek of the boy. Her cheeks were very filling making Jia golden when pinching her.

"That's funny sihhh!" his hand immediately took off the pinch making the fat boy grimace and scream for Ilyas to embrace. The tighter the hand.

"Mas Asa, ateu hahat! (evil.)" His shout made Ilyas instantly calm the girl.

"Hey, hey. No, the tantenya is not evil Jel. He's good, look at her. She is nice okay?"

Jia laughed at the interaction. Funny, it feels like Jia so imagine how Ilyas attention to his son. It would be very fortunate to have a father of Ilyas and a more fortunate son to be the mother of his children Ilyas.

"Sorry, Jela."

Jia apologized for feeling that the little girl was afraid of him.

"Sorry about dong. I'll buy you ice cream."

He loosened his embrace to Ilyas then looked towards Jia. "Ice cream? Really?" ask her with bright sparkling eyes.

"Yes, do like ice cream, right?"

The little boy nodded with an adorable face. "Oh, uh, nana's crimea?"

"Euh... Later, huh? If we play together."

The girl nodded excitedly.

"Ateu tau princess?" ask Jia.

Jia nodded, how did she not know that she always acted like a princess. Moreover, the room and dress is average like a princess who is in the real world.

"Ateu is beautiful like a princess."

Jia chuckled, so embarrassed. His cheeks are red because they are praised by children. He never feels wrong if someone praises him, he will be narcissistic. But if the one who praised him was a little child then he would feel ashamed of the cat.

"Well, right, Mas?" Ask Ilyas for validation.

"Hey..." Ilyas cleared his throat approving Jia's statement.

"Hi, what the hell is this talking about? It's so exciting." the mother of the little puffer has returned with a bottle of milk that has been filled.

The little boy immediately got up from his seat on Ilyas' lap and approached his mother to pick up the bottle.

"Cube, ateu tantik." point it at Jia.

"Beautiful? Yes, dong. Mas Ilyas's wife is beautiful."

Jia is getting red. Jesus, he needs glass to see both his cheeks plus his white skin that will definitely be printed clearly if it causes red.

"Look, athey's salting hahaha. Let's have lunch first." Invite the Mbaknya Ilyas then rise while holding Jela out of the room.

Ilyas looked at Jia looking at the cheek of the girl instead smiling amusedly, "Look we eat. Do you like simple food?"

Jia got up to walk in line with Ilyas, "Jia likes any food." His lie, even though he is a picky man in food.