Used Shirt
The Child is Not Polite
" Eh there are guests, what is it? don't say make a riot again ya "Said Karmila staring at Rido, Rangga just smile smile.
Rido only frowned, he did not feel offended because he had been making a riot.
" I'm sorry to bother you guys, I only take orders from Rangga only, later if you want to order more cakes made by my mother, do not hesitate, if you need a lot of messages ,let my mother quickly get on the Hajj, because it's her dream" Spontan Rangga and Karmila were flabbergasted and so misbehaved, Mila also threw away her face.
" Yes, I'm sorry, I apologize to you if you have been wrong to you, especially you Karmila, sorry for thinking you are Like Used Clothes , I'm going to do it all, you're a good woman, and keep being good" Rido smiled and walked away.
**
Mila was still flabbergasted while Rangga felt jealous of his ex-wife, Rangga was sulking.
" Where are you going? " Tanya Mila was confused.
Mila followed Rangga from behind.
" Cie asik nih yee in praise of her ex-husband".
" Haha so because of that, Rangga is jealous huh?? hihi" Mila couldn't help but laugh seeing Rangga jealous.
" Apaan is not well, ordinary kales" said Rangga ngeles.
" Cooking anyway".
" Yeah..... ! I wonder why the do eh si do who the hell is the name, eh yes the Rido kok change anyway? surprised I think other than the tambet, wear muji muji all over again, " said Rangga while scratching his head.😅
" Lah why mas wonder, emang basic her oranga is good, but... " Not yet Mila spoke, Rangga's face was flushed like holding back anger or he seemed to be jealous heavily, because Mila had praised her ex-husband.
" Continue to praise, just like him" said Rangga with a big breath of gebu.
Mila just smiled, she was happy that Rangga still had jealousy, meaning that Rangga was too dear to her.
" Don't be like a child so, embarrassed dong same age, o ya mas order a lot of food for what? " said Mila astonished.
" This is for the 40-day event of the mother's departure" Rangga said.
Mila pat jidat.
" Geez mana is enough, kok mas ngak tell me anyway, I can cook a lot".
" With one hand?" Mila glanced at her hand, instantly Mila's face was gloomy.
" It's Mila, all I have prepared, you just rest, this cake is only part of it, At home mom has many people who prepare the event".
" Why don't you tell me if I'm going to trouble you".
Rangga held down Mila's head slowly.
" Eh my headache, your habit yes mas" Mila replied by pinching Rangga's waist, so Rangga grimaced.
" Baper baper, it's common to be so tired, I just don't want you to be soaked, if I tell you, later you even get busy by yourself, I don't want it to happen" Rangga explained.
" Yes, I'm finished.. ".
" Silence ah bawel so much a woman, just sit sweet can ngak, do not make complicated ah".
" But it.. ".
" Be quiet" Rangga went to the kitchen leaving Mila alone.
" Ih keep what I can do, sit daydreaming so, ah mas Rangga ngak cool, sok sok an can do it alone".
" Woiiiii I still hear you say what!, if you talk to parents slowly do not let the person you mean hear it, understand the markonah" said Rangga loudly from the kitchen.
" Lah can nguping him" Mila became embarrassed herself, then Mila followed Rangga into the kitchen.
" Keep now want to do tuh, use the stove all" said Mila wonder.
" Want to cook and cook".
" it's cooking anyway, I've been cooking".
" Yes cook but only a little, just for you doang, I want to cook for one village".
" I want to cook Ijo bean porridge, make a night event like that".
" By cooking can be done".
" uh uh don't underestimate me, I cook anything I can, as long as not disturbed, this is not what you have disturbed".
" What's wrong with me, what the hell"
" You've become a real badass".
Arguing, Aqila came out of her room.
" Papa, I can be silent, brisik tauk, this is a house, not a market, I'm learning to be disturbed because of your debate" Spontan Rangga and Mila fell silent.
" Qila sorryin we are, we promise we will be quiet ready this well".
" Well, I don't know, I'll fight again".
Duars..
Aqila slammed the door of her room, Rangga And Mila were shocked.
" Eh really that's a kid, you're being rude now, Qila, open the door" Rangga said.
" It's just that, maybe Qila is learning again, we don't have to disturb him Yes" said Mila trying to restrain Rangga's emotions.
" Yes if you do not teach him later he digelunjak, really that's a stubborn child" said Rangga again.
" It's just been clear" Mila invited Rangga to the front porch to calm Rangga.
" As long as you have to defend her, Qila will run over" Rangga glared at Mila.
" Lah kok mas even glared like that to me, mas also angry at me so," Mila became annoyed.
" How come you're angry at me, I'm angry again ya, you don't follow angry dong too".
" Who is angry, I do not follow angry, I even smile hihihi" Mila also pura nyengir.
Duaar.
Mila stopped holding Rangga, it seemed like Rangga was going to approach Qila again..
" Sssstt..mangka her silence, your son again learned it, do not disturb, talk slowly, understand mas" said Mila while whispering in the ear of Rangga.
Rangga was forced to hold back his emotions, he also chose to sit on the terrace chair.
" Yes I've taken a drink firstwell, remember don't be noisy anymore, okay".
" Daddy bauble... ".
" Ssssttt, budek yah "Said Mila brushed off Rangga's shoulder.
😅
" Hey kamuuu".
" Shhhhhhhh, wait here".
Mila was back taking a drink for Rangga, Mila felt Rangga was very emotional to her son.
Aqila had indeed changed slightly after the departure of her grandmother, Mila became guilty, whether Qila still hated her after what happened.
Mila is so lost to the cheerful, loving figure of Qila that she used to be, Mila feels like a stepmother who failed in educating her stepson.
After taking a drink, Mila approached Rangga again.
" We just order the porridge of Ijo bik Surti beans in front of there, I'm sure if you're having emotions like this, it will be a mess" said Mila gave a suggestion.
" Yes it's up to you, I just follow" said Rangga while massaging his forehead.
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