Wedding Story's

Fifty-Eight (Fiona drama)

My dizzy head was getting dizzy looking at Fiona who had been curled up in bed while crying. I used a neat uniform. Especially if it is not his father. Fiona just found out. My fault is actually who accidentally talked if kak fadil went out of town because there is an office task. The plan is later to do tau fiona after he returns from school. If gini story auto skipping school.

" sister. I've been a gini crybaby anyway baby. We'll call Dad later" I'll talk slowly

Fiona was still reluctant to shut up from her cries. I gently rubbed her hair to calm down, looking at my hand gently rubbing her brother's hair, making the fayyadh that was on my lap imitate my activities.

" Adek huaaaa.. whip sister sick hiks.kok evil sih. brother aduin your father yes hiks"

I was surprised to see fiona getting so angry. Apparently fayyadh is not just rubbing hair but accompanied by jubilant.

" She was unintentionally. Don't cry anymore. Sorry for the adek "

" Hiks wants to call dad" Lirih fiona

" Dad's still on this road for sure. Later, brother" I said softly. Fiona has now switched to hugging my waist from the side. Not kapok emang already nudged his sister's jambak.

" Wants now. Brother wants to say the same father if brother ngambek "Said he.

I chuckle. Ngambek kok say the hell. There is only one son of this fadil father.

Want me to reach for the phone in my negligee pocket. There are negligees who have pockets. Then I looked for a contact my husband made on the phone.

First connection is accepted

" Hello, why re?" Ask Fadil from across the phone.

From the sound of his voice can be guessed if kak fadil is still on the road. Because the sound of motor vehicle horns.

" Your daughter is flirting. Don't want to go to school" Aduku.

Fadil chuckled "Where to try. I'm switching to vidio's call"

I received vidionya's call. Plastered handsome face of my husband who a week ahead will rarely see when I want to sleep and wake up. Dodged. Not a day of malarinduism. Huhoo.

" Sister, I want to talk"

Fiona immediately looked up and grabbed the flat object in my hand "Dad.hiks brother nambek nih." His sister.

" cock it up to say the hell, brother" protested kak fadil from behind the phone that made fiona more upset.

" Sister, father's horror yes. Dad stopped going. Later father brought by by. Wanna?"

Interesting offer is not. Kak fadil tau only if the beautiful child is always sparkling if offered a gift

" really yes, let's go home" tweeted fiona again.

" Ayeah pretty. Don't cry, yeah. Do not make the mother bother while the father is not there" kak fadil's remarks are heard fiona carefully.

Fiona just nods with tears that are increasingly flowing. I can't be far from her father. He wanted to stay with his father if he could.

" yaudah Dad hang up. Tomorrow we have to go to school"

" yayahhh" chirped fayyadh. Well, the other one's not finished.

" Nih one more has not "kew I see the face of the fat brother from the screen hp.

" Why a hotshot?" Ask the fadil brother on the fayyadh trying to reach his father's face on the screen. Yes, I can't be handsome.

" kangen yak ya nak ya" said I represent fayyadh

" His fayyadh or his mother is already missing?"

My eyes were round hearing the confident words of brother fadil "hhhhh. on you" I was upset.

" His face re. condition dong. Don't be so cute. I want to go home now"

" Yaudah, come home" I said in a somewhat coquettish voice.

" I really miss you. But the prestige of the gedein"he ridiculed.

It's always that way. There's always a gap for me. It is a hobby that is ingrained like. So it's hard to do in ilangin.

Fadil's brother's phone connection I've ended after I managed to make me poke because of the plunge that makes my ears fire to hear it.

Fiona just shook her head in denial. " What do you want, brother?" I'm asking again.

" Where's oma?" Ask Fiona with eyes that are too swollen because of crying. It's still the first day. There's still a week ahead. If this must be really super duper extra patient to ngadepin children who will surely be looking for their father.

After knowing the whereabouts of mama, Fiona immediately paid a farewell to her omana. Must want to confide in the style of ABG children. But before I had ordered the same fiona to not bother her oma who was sick again. And fiona said my words .

****

The event is sorted out yet also round but must be booked first because there are guests who are not invited to come to visit. Who else if not my old friend nana, but I love him so much. I looked at my own kayak.

Nana's kindness will never come from my memory. From the time of High School, until the first difficult time when pregnant fayyadh and the heartwarming stay three same fiona, and new fayyadh born. Nana sacrificed a lot of time and material for my family. For that, I will always try to be there for nana like her who is always there for my likes and sorrows.

" It's very early morning you visit the house of the na people" I chanted when I arrived in the guest room with a few snacks.

Nana pursed her lips forward "this was bad luck tau re. I want him to come by at 2 am today."

" But.gue urungin is afraid to interfere with the process of the 4th child lo sama kak fadil "he continued followed by a very annoying laughter.

I looked at him cynically. Good thing fayyadh again bobo henchmen. I finished my bath and breakfast, my handsome son went to sleep again. Most understand indeed if the bundle is more work.

" Lo's here to confide in me, what's going to hurt me?" I'm lazy

" Two of them"

Blams.

One throw of the sopa pillow managed to land on the annoying face of nana who again laughed satisfied because it managed to sneak me.

" Sadis very lo re" Cicit nana rubbed his face. Acting tuh. Rather than slowly doang I throw his pillow.not maybe sick. Lebai.

" Lion. Good thing it's not the table I threw" I'm upset.

That's me and nana. There is always a material to be debated if you two again. But that's what makes our friendship last until now. Sometimes there is a slight misunderstanding.

" my equally handsome beautiful nephew where is makbun?" Ask Nana while noting the cookies I served.

" Makbon?" My parrots are confused.

Nana just mangguk manguk "Yes, lo makbun. Mak bunting"

I want to throw nana into the river that many of her crocodiles. But fear of not being able to find a rare human like him again. It's a hobby for sprains.

Why do people around me on hobbies irritate me anyway.

" Nana gesrek, if you don't want to start the show lo curhatan. I lived first. I'm not ready to finish the house. Fiona hasn't had breakfast. Not to mention cooking for lunch".

" Ask for ART with your husband. Time you all who frown. Where you're pregnant. Can't be tired" Nana said this time a little more seriously.

I smile. I didn't tell him everything about my mother's attitude to me. Nana knows it's just mama who keeps a little distance. Because I never told nana about the mama who fired all the ART in this house, and all the work was delegated to me.

" Where would I share for the field the same reward of "my Alibi.

But it is true. Consider this the service of a wife and a mother. Sometimes I feel tired. But it didn't last long. Wiggling children grow and cheerful with our own supervision. There is a pride in itself.

****

Nana's initial intention to vent failed miserably. Not because of me, but because he himself is more willing to play with children. Earlier on the sidelines of our chat the voice of fayyadh shifted our attention. Nana direct spirit 45 is for nyamperin my handsome son. And ended up spending time with fayyadh plus fiona who knew the arrival of her beautiful onty.

That opportunity is not my vain dong. Like there are momong children, I want to make a little home and cook for lunch.

Finished cooking, I immediately scrapped the mother in her room who said Fiona again slept. It was true, my mother slept well again.

I was a little relieved, the breakfast that I provided this morning was already gone. And warm tea too.

" Cheal quickly yes ma" I said slowly while fixing the location of the mama's blanket that was a bit slumped.

I didn't mean anything else because I fixed my mama's blanket. Like in a soap opera, whose parents-in-law apparently did not sleep, and heard the words thrown by his daughter-in-law. And it ended up turning her in-laws into good. Not that it's my life story. But I still hope very much. You can come back like the mother I used to know.

After being satisfied to see the mother who slept, then I brought the dirty dishes used to eat the kitchen collar.