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Opening Season 2

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Understandably, her name is a mother will definitely be busy in the morning to take care of her family. Moreover, it was not only her husband that she had to take care of. But her children have now grown up: Rayyan is five years old, twins are three years old, healthy and fat.

Luckily there is Ratih; the child Bi Retno who has now become her baby sitter, so Vita's job is a little helped. Although he was exhausted he could not avoid it.

“Mas Yudha wants to leave with Alif or leave alone?” asked Vita when she helped button up her husband's clothes. Six years has been the age of their marriage since the war drums that resulted in his small family had been devastated—tak long later united again, until now, they will have a fourth child.

“Alif left in his own car, he likes to stop by. Buy this buy it, I'm dizzy if I have to follow it.”

“That must have made Dara.”

“Iya, Dara said she again likes strange foods. Just like you!” Yudha grazed his wife's cheek until it became red.

Feeling resentful, Vita replied with a sharp glare. “You're worse, Mas,” he said half a grumble. “Remember age, yes. Do not let the children see his father so.”

“It doesn't look too old. Precisely girls like adults my age.” Yudha looked at her face in the mirror while combing her hair and applying perfume to certain parts.

“Ya, old virgin girl,” chirps Vita origin. “I the hell if still girl mending choose the one in droves.”

“The one in droves still likes to ask for money with his parents.”

“Awas, yes. Don't put the equipment outside,” threatened Vita. He knew this man was often the subject of girls in the office. For Yudha was the most gracious superior. In contrast to Alif who tend to be more judes and to the point so it is difficult to approach.

“I only jelalatan in the room,” reply Yudha did not want to lose. “What is my appearance already neat?” the man asked for an opinion.

“Have ...,” replied Vita in a long tone. “Don't come home too late, pity the kids. They rarely meet you, Mas.”

“I try,” replied Yudha immediately rushed out. Making Vita suddenly so pouty. Though he expected Yudha to kiss or hug him first, because if they were already outside, Vita guaranteed Yudha would never be able to do it again. There are many people there who go back and forth doing their own work. Bi Retno, Madam Ratih, Umi, Abah, sometimes security that goes back and forth in and out of delivering packages and letters from outside.

Vita admits she doesn't have any more privacy here. Not free like other families who have their own home. They only have time alone if it is night, and that is if they still have energy. Sometimes, drowsiness attacks first so they again miss the rare moment.

Vita sighed for a moment, “If even for a vacation, I have to bring the children with me. Frankly I was stressed, but I was too embarrassed to complain.” but then Vita growled, “Arrrgghh, bomatlah.”

The woman first improved and then headed to her children's room through the connecting door. Vita sat on the edge of the bed staring at the twins who are still very sound, “Still bobo apparently, usually at this hour has woken up, playing outside. Tumben.”

He kissed Umar and Mauza in turn. The two slept hugging each other. “So sweet, Mama's child ..”

Clamps.

The door opened followed by the entry of someone's body. “Eh, there is Bu Vita,” said Ratih as soon as he saw who was sitting inside. “I want to take the same bag Kak Ray, Bu.”

“Please,” Vita smiles and nods, “Rayyan is already in uniform, Ma'am?”

“Already, Mom. Again breakfast with Papa,” replied Ratih. “Oh, yes. I forgot to tell. Tomorrow Brother Ray has an outbound event, Bu.”

“Oh, yes? Where to?” ask Vita enthusiastically.

“Ke Jamboree says Miss Bella and allows her parents to join.”

“Repot if I have to come, Ma'am. Because it is automatic, the twins must also be invited. Unless Mbak Ratih in their guard house.”

“But Ratih is also not sure Pak Yudha will allow Ms. Vita to go,” said Ratih gave his opinion.

“Iya anyway, you were right too,” said Vita after a thought. “Means this time Kak Ray departs the same Mbak Ratih first.”

“Good, Mom ...” Ratih.

‘Poor Ray. Sorry, Mama, son. Mama can't split time for Sister.’ Vita's eyes glazed over when imagining her first child she often ignored for many reasons. ‘Hopefully you want to understand the state of Mama now.’

While in other places, Dara is also doing the same thing, which is preparing her husband breakfast and so forth. But the difference is, these two humans do the activity in a quiet atmosphere. Not as many as at her in-laws' house.

“When my son was born, anyway. Sepi,” dumel Alif to his wife who is putting some of his baran into a bag. During the marriage, Alif became dependent on his wife including trivial things like this. Because if he prepares it himself, there must be something left in the house that causes it back again.

“Indeed it was made from soil that was five minutes of clay directly so,” replied Dara. The content is still two months, but Alif has been asking constantly. He thought, this baby cat that two months can be born and go for a walk?

“Don't wait, yeah. You see tonight I want a meeting with Brother to Senen,” said Alif after everything is ready.

“Ngawur.” Alif held back a laugh as well as being annoyed at the same time. “I leave first, don't forget the kiss.”

Dara thrust her cheeks, resigned herself to what Alif was about to do.

Alif kissed her but also protested, “And I asked for kiss.”

“Samely, Misua.”

“Yes. But a less sensitive person like you knows.”

“This has not been a year you can be this friendly, later the next five years is it still the same?”

“Oh .. same dong!”

“Awas, if you lie,” said Dara threatened.

“Iyaaaa,” replied Alif do not take a headache. “I go first, yes.” The man kissed his forehead, then left the house. “Wait at Umi's house just let you have friends.”

Not without reason Alif always told him to go there during his work. He thought, it would be better for Dara to be watching him. Especially in this first pregnancy, Dara still does not know where to do. At least with Vita, she could definitely while sharing the experience.

But after Alif left, it was Vitalah who came to his house. The woman came with mango juice in her hand.

“Yeah, you like to bother the guy, Ta.” Dara immediately sipped it, but also while grumbling. A woman like her is weird!

“Alah, stay in drink only you protest a lot.”

“Enak, loh. Frequently, yes.” Dara chuckles sucks.

“I remember you, so I made a lot of you. Poor you alone. Must want to make lazy too, right?”

“You are indeed the most sensitive heheee...” again Dara gave a wide grin. But a moment later she was also astonished by her brother's face being bent, not cheerful as usual, “why hey, your face was so tangled. Any problems?”

“A lot actually to make my mood ugly today. That's why I need entertainment.”

“Need entertainment why come here?”

“Already want to go to Kang Sule's house far away...”

Dara just chuckled.

“Last-lately ... Mas Yudha always comes home late, Dar. Why, huh? He looks really busy. Like something in thought, but covered..”.

“It turns out it wasn't just me who felt that way,” Dara said in response. “You don't need overthinking. They are silent for sure because they have a reason, definitely for our sake as well.”

Having a condition that is equally bloated makes Dara understand each other's situation.

“What ... the company is doing colep, Dar?” ask Vita guessing.

“That could have happened, the name is also a work—there must be a tidal.”

“Hopefully not until bankruptcy.”

“Ih, amit-amit jabang bergedel.”

Vita suddenly chuckled and threw a feather pillow nearby.

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To be continued.

This novel will have more comedy. So don't worry, lads, yeah.

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