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A shitty brother.

" I'm sorry well, lately I've been a bit rude to you" Rangga said as he looked at Mila seriously.

Mila was jolted, spontaneously their gazes clashed against each other.

" What's wrong, I'm not good at being a wife and a good mother, I'm not used to sharing time" said Mila, looking down.

Rangga grabbed Mila's hand.

" I will try to restrain my emotions, I admit it is wrong, I should not, I will not demand you to do more to me, just do your duty, do your duty, that's enough for me, and I'm gonna try to understand what we have right now. " Rangga clasped Mila's hand tightly.

" Yes mas, I will try to be the best for our family, let's continue to eat the mas, will be hunted cold" said Mila.

Rangga nodded, they continued to eat dinner together.

***

To his usual day, Mila prepared Rangga's needs to go to the office, was busy packing, it turned out that Fatih woke up.

Fatih did not want to be put on the mattress forced Mila to carry it where.

" Fatih's fussy again? " Tanya Rangga's.

Mila nodded, she felt guilty, Rangga was already willing to leave for work but coffee and breakfast for Rangga was not there yet.

" I'm sorry, ..." Not yet Mila spoke has been cut Rangga.

" Have coffee let me make it myself" said Rangga with his sweetest smile.

" But breakfast is mas? "

" It's just eating this bread first. " Rangga also took the packaged bread that is usually provided on the dining table by Mila.

" But, where is the satiety of eating it? "

" No matter what, I used to never eat breakfast, like nausea, since with you I was given breakfast I only ate a little" said Rangga with a smile.

" But mas. "

" I have coffee first yes, you take care of the Fatih first, later if I leave I call you. " Said Rangga.

" Alright mas. " Mila rushed to the room and left Rangga who was brewing a cup of coffee.

Soon Mila returned with Fatih who was clean because he was ready to take a bath.

" Duh duh duh son papa really fragrant, duh duh duh handsome, want to come with papa well, duh duh cilup baa." Seen the look of Rangga's cheerful face to see the fruit of his heart.

Mila saw Rangga so moved while smiling happily.

" Yes papa has left first, son, later we play again, chest. " Rangga waved his hand to Fatih.

" Hey heart, my. " Rangga nodded as well.

" Take care of yourself and also our children, if there is anything call me, " said Rangga.

" Yes mas. "

Mila also drove Rangga up to the yard, and soon Rangga also drove his car leaving the house yard.

Just about to enter Mila was shocked by the arrival of Melisa and Yani's older sister from Karmila.

" Are you, tumben mornin' here? " tanya Mila is good.

" What's the matter? we can't come here, eh? " Said Yani ketus.

" It's not like that, I'm just his sister" said Mila.

" Ah don't get stale, get out there I want to go in, hungry. " Please excuse me they're sneaking into Mila's house.

Mila just breathed a rough look at the behavior of her sister who was very annoying.

Arriving in the kitchen.

" Where's the food, aren't you cooking, huh? " said Melisa.

" Where can I cook, sister can see myself I am bothered to take care of the baby, mending sister cook herself." said Mila relaxed.

" It's good, we we're guests here, there are no guests who cook, who should cook the host anyway" said Yani.

" Yes, but brother saw himself I have not had time, after all his mother mas Rido must have cooked, kok brother even here, " said Mila wonder.

" Ah cuisine mother Rido tuh, ngak delicious, ngak according to our taste, we like spicy, while the cuisine is using all soy sauce, bored. " Said Melisa.

" That's why you cook yourself" said Mila.

" Eh Mila you are li ya, it has been said we are guests, guests are kings, must be served." said Yani ketus.

" A bodo very, whatever you guys, I'm again bothered, ngak time masakin you guys, want to eat, cook yourself you'll have hands, do not spoiled. " mila said as she passed from her two brothers, Mila also brought Fatih into the room.

" Basik sister kura ng aja r, no manners her tuh women, just look out for you. " Threaten Melisa.

Mila did not care, she preferred to go into the room while playing with her baby.

There were no tears Mila was dripping, Mila was very sad, her older sister never understood and appreciated her, still the same as before, Mila is also very unlucky to have a sister who always considers her inferior.

To comfort her, Mila prefers to confine herself inside the room, leaving her two older sisters outside, whatever they will do.